Daphne has taken her under her wing and introduced her to the members of the Steel Riders MC. New friends are great, but when Hank Park returns from a road trip, she can't wait to make his acquaintance. Hank Park is a tough nut to crack.Few men carry themselves with purpose like Hank Park. With a lifetime of stories hiding within his eyes, he can be hard to read. But when he returns home to the Steel Riders and meets Cynthia, she can see exactly whats on his mind. A death in the family puts love on the balance.The Steel Riders MC are a close-knit family, but even families have bad blood at times. Hank's return is exciting for new girl Cynthia, but not so for Daphne's boyfriend, Derrick Unger. When he is found dead shortly after Hank's homecoming, the MC can only assume that difficulties between the two have resurfaced. Cynthia must decide if seeing the best in Hank is only clouding her from seeing the truth.

    It's not much of a romance, but a segue into the romantic suspense series.** I don’t realize I’m the monster in this story until the rope is already snug around my neck. Every order, every move, every attempt to make things better only dig my grave a little deeper. Until this point in my life, I’d fought, killed, and bled to build my club, to prove to my son what kind of man was needed to lead Ravens Ruin MC. Who could’ve predicted that he’d be a bigger monster than I ever dreamed?

    It led to a lot of fun, and Alex was always looking forward to what was coming next. That was, until the club is booked one night by a motorcycle club she’s only heard rumors about: the Hellhounds. Cain’s prerogative is to work hard, and play harder Cain Rodgers led a life of hedonism and luxury, just how he wanted it. Moving weapons to high-profile clients in the area tended to leave one with more money than they knew what to do with, but he seemed to be doing just fine spending it on all the girls, drugs, and alcohol he could dream of. But what was supposed to be just another reckless night out on the town with the boys ends up with more consequences than he could have ever imagined. Sometimes the right mistake is the sweetest sin A drunken, passionate evening is the norm for Cain, but everything still felt different with Alex. Without the time to find her before the Hellhounds move on out, he reluctantly leaves their encounter as a one night stand. Alex, however, has a whole new set of problems to deal with, and a pregnancy test is just the beginning of it… EXCERPT He picked me up as if I weighed nothing at all and carried me through my house to my bedroom where he placed me carefully in the center of the bed. He pulled back and simply looked at me, his eyes taking me in as if seeing me for the first time, his expression making me feel like the most beautiful woman in the world. I didn’t move, allowing him to look at me as I warmed with his gaze. I could feel the first tenuous connections forming between us and I smiled. Perhaps we were meant to be together. I held my arms out, offering myself to him, and his smile touched me. Not the smile of a man taking something he had won, but the smile of a man that was receiving a cherished gift. He leaned in and took my lips as his fingers drifted along my cheek, his touch gentle, as if he were handling the most delicate flower. He slowly undressed me, removing my button down blouse, jeans, and sneakers, his lips never long removed from my skin. I had managed to unbutton his shirt, but nothing else, and I wanted to feel his flesh against mine. I pulled him up by his arms and he came, his lips finding mine. I pushed his shirt over his shoulders and he allowed it to fall as I began to work on his belt. He allowed me to open his pants and I reached inside, taking his hardness into my hand, each beat of his heart a pulse in my hand. As I held him, he kissed me with intent, a kiss as erotic as any I ever had, and it practically took my breath. “I want you,” I whispered as I stared into his eyes. His smile returned and he beamed at me as his face softened. “I want you,” he whispered in return.

    One I fought against and one I succumbed to. One was my light and the other pulled me into darkness.This isn't the story of how I was taken captive. This is the story of everything that led up to it--every beautiful, aching, passionate moment that created the memories I live for even though it hurts so much to remember them.I was the President's daughter. He was the son of the VP. Everyone but us thought we were made for each other. I couldn't believe how stupid they were until the night I finally saw the boy I grew up with as the man he'd become...The night everything in my world changed...The night I met him.Damien thought he'd saved me. Instead, he sealed my fate.

     He's battling devils that haunt him on a daily basis Being a convoy escort is no laughing matter, and Andy Manners has always been one of the best escorts among his brothers of ink and steel, the Satan's Cubs MC... At least, until he got himself addicted to the very product he's supposed to protect. Now with both his life and job on the line, he must find the help he needs or risk losing it all. Often times, different roads lead to the same destination Their common struggle unites the two lost souls and lets them give each other the strength to resist the temptations of their past. But the shadow of relapse looms above the blissful bubble around them. Can the two see the dangers that lie ahead of their paths, or will Andy's inked brotherhood make everything fall apart and plunge them--helpless--back to the crippling grips of addiction? EXCERPT She giggled nervously as Andy shifted weight between legs and stuck his hands in his pockets. He was cleanly shaven and was actually wearing a button down shirt. It was interesting, considering he seemed to always wear motorcycle jackets and baggy pants. “You clean up nice, Andy,” she complimented, grabbing her purse. “Bye, Caleb.” “I got my eyes on you, buddy, okay?” Andy nodded, and Melanie could see he was trying not to laugh. As they walked outside, Andy looked her up and down probably noticing her high-waisted shorts over black hose. “Melanie, would you feel more comfortable taking your car? I can give you directions.” Melanie shook her head. “No way. I wore shorts instead of a dress so that I could ride that Harley. Don’t disappoint me now, sir.” She shook her finger at him like she was mad and then grabbed the extra helmet from the bike, straddling the back of it. “Well, c’mon, I thought first dates were supposed to be fun!” Andy chuckled and put his own helmet on as he mounted the bike. Melanie thought he looked pretty hot getting in the zone and everything. She wrapped her hands around his waist, and she could feel, surprisingly, that his abdominal muscles were pretty tight, very strong. He must work out or something. She wondered why he hid it underneath all the baggy clothes. “You ready?” he asked her as the engine revved.

    A taker of lives. A trainer of slaves. You can call me Lucifer. Luc “Lucifer” Bontrager is a nomad in Lucifer’s Legion Motorcycle Club. Traveling chapter to chapter, he brings in big money kidnapping women, training them and selling them as sex slaves. He’s heartless, brutal and all business. And then he meets his match.Lilith. Every man’s worst nightmare. A taker of lives. A sociopath on the run.Inked up with satanic symbols and verses, she’s fearless and completely insane. Luc can’t train her, he sure as hell can’t sell her, and—for the first time in his life—he can’t bring himself to put a bullet in the bitch’s head either. She’s his worst regret.Her words and cold, calculating eyes haunt him. She’s the devil on his shoulder, reminding him of all his sins. He should’ve killed her when he had the chance, because when the unthinkable happens and Luc falls for the young, innocent girl he’s training, Lilith seeks her revenge, targeting the only girl he’s ever wanted to keep as his own.

    Prison food sucked.But now that I'm finally out, There's only one dish I'm looking for...A dark-haired beauty named Raven.She was my best friend's girl.But he's gone now.And it's all my fault.It's only right that I should take care of her.But once I lay eyes on her again,I know I want to do more than comfort her.I don't know if I can control myself.And then there's the f*ckin club.Things have gone to sh*t since I got locked up.I can barely take care of myself...But now Raven,And the club?F*ck.Prison was easier.

     My stepfather turns out to be a rival drug dealer, and I'm pretty sure he killed my mom two years ago. I'm not supposed to fall in love with Chase. He's not supposed to know I even exist. But when he finds me, he can't let go. And when I find myself in his arms? I hold tight. I have to. Because if I don't, I might just die. * * * Read all three books in the Breaking Away series: Finding Allie Chasing Allie Keeping Allie With or without him.

    Losing the President’s patch has left a scar deeper than any bullet or knife is capable of. To get it back, he’ll have to endure a war, battling both himself and someone he once considered as close as a brother. And in the midst is a beautiful woman looking for a chance at survival...

    Scared and in need of shelter, she walks into the club house not knowing what to expect Elias Neal never liked bulliesWhen he sees the scared woman walk into his club house, he accepts her without a question and promises to keep her safe. Neither of them knows what they've just stirred up.When Chelsea's boyfriend Tomas--a corrupt cop from Houston--makes an unexpected arrival in Pinemont with every intention of bringing her back with him, can Elias keep her, himself, and his club safe?

    I had a weakness for bad-boys, tattoos, and men on motorcycles. But Nick Navarro wasn't a typical biker. He wasn't even a typical outlaw. Nick Navarro As president of the Filthy F*ckers MC, when I was offered an opportunity to be interviewed by a local journalist, I didn't accept for the notoriety or the publicity. I agreed to get a shot at the 27 year-old p*ssy between the journalist's legs. She had plans to get in and get out, and do so quick. But once I lay claim to something, it's mine. Until I decide otherwise.

    For the past few years she’s been living as a club girl for the Brothers by Blood MC. The club girls are there for a purpose - to cook, to clean and to keep the men happy. She respects the club, respects the men and she follows the rules. Watching the men walk in and out of her life is strangely comforting, and a feeling she’s grown accustomed to. With a history of disappointments and false promises, all she wants is to have fun, play music and finish college. Being associated with the club, she can do that without having to risk her heart. That was until he showed up.When Kit's father stepped down as president, he took the title with pride. The Brothers by Blood MC is his family, his home. Deciding to celebrate his new title with his brothers from a neighboring chapter, the last thing he expected was to find Harmony - a club girl with all the makings of a perfect old lady. The stunning blonde is beautiful, strong and fiercely independent. Harmony refuses to lower the walls she’s created around her heart, but the fire inside her and her love for the club fuel his need to have her by his side, and on the back of his bike.When Harmony’s safety is threatened, Kit is determined to do whatever it takes to protect her and prove that she can trust him. But after a lifetime of broken promises, will it be enough?

    He was her first love, her only love. She was what he needed, what he wanted.Insecurities, fear and misconceptions lead Lil's to make a heartbreaking decision to abandon that life and love behind, before it consumes and destroys her as it did her mother years earlier.But.. moving on isn't so easy when you are deeply connected to your past.When Lil's finds herself in a whirlwind of danger her knight in shining armor, er..., her badass biker on a Harley bails her out. But at what cost?Warning: This novella is intended for those 18+ of age and contains strong language, sexual content, adult situations and a shocking ending that is continued in book #2, A Lil' Less Lost.

    But now, they find themselves targeted by the ruthless Norte Mexicali cartel—who are looking to erase them for good. Blanche Herrera is the best at what she does.With a sweet face and an innocent laugh, nobody ever suspected her to be one of the most deadly assassins for the Norte Mexicali cartel. When told that removing Jason Fowler will help the cartel bring peace to Gold Creek, Blanche takes up the job without hesitation. She never thought she’d fall into his world.Blanche knows to keep business and pleasure strictly separated, but there’s something about Jason Fowler that is making it difficult to separate the two. And when she finds herself tumbling into his bed, she’ll start questioning just where her loyalty truly lies.

    He’s got history. A biker with a violent past. I need to stay away. Why can’t I stop thinking about him? His raw grit and power pull me in like a magnet. I can’t stop staring at his massive, hard body. I’m drawn in like a fish to a baited hook. His confidence consumes me. One lonely night, I finally gave in. Now he fills my every fantasy, but he’s the poison that will kill me. God help me, I’m wearing down. She’s mine. She just doesn’t know it yet. She lit a fire inside of me. I’m going to capture her heart and soul. She’ll beg me not to let go. I’ll do whatever it takes, and I won’t stop until she’s in my arms where she belongs. I’ll make her understand there’s only one choice, and I won’t be denied. There’s nowhere to run that I won’t find her. She’s mine. She’s a single mom. He’s been in trouble more times than most. Can this oil and water couple find their way to happiness?