But he is no prince. He is everything I shouldn’t crave. A danger, sending all the wrong signals while awakening all the right things.Aaron LeBeau.A heartless alpha.An undefeated Formula 1 driver.A dark enigma.… And the man who trapped me into an agreement.I was supposed to unravel who he is, without shattering my rules.I didn’t sign up for a whirlwind passion of a twisted role-play of the hunter and the prey.Nor for our demons to be magnetically attracted, our chemistry to be haunting, our broken souls to understand each other.I promised I would never be his; body, soul, heart.And that’s a promise he’s hell-bent on breaking.Love.A banned word from our vocabulary.Significant.It has never been a possibility for us.A mutual salvation, or mutual destruction.Breaking or freeing each other.Healing or getting ripped apart.A fatal game.

    She and her best friend have spent countless hours watching them and their jockeys practice on the track. It’s not just the thrill of the race. It’s the engineering of the horses and the way they’re programmed to seem so lifelike. The Titans are everything that fascinates Astrid, and nothing she’ll ever touch.She hates them a little, too. Her dad lost everything betting on the Titans. And the races are a reminder of the gap between the rich jockeys who can afford the expensive machines to ride, and the working class friends and neighbors of Astrid’s who wager on them.But when Astrid’s offered a chance to enter an early model Titan in this year’s derby, well, she decides to risk it all. Because for a girl from the wrong side of the tracks, it’s more than a chance at fame or money. Betting on herself is the only way she can see to hang on to everyone in the world she cares about.

    Growing up as the only girl surrounded by the Sinful Souls MC community has never been easy. Outside of the club, I had no life because my brother and his two psycho best friends kept tabs on me. My only out was racing at Point Hellers, the largest and steepest drift mountain in Westbeach, California. Cars were my life, and eight years later, that hasn’t changed. Only now, I have the funds to support my habit. My love life’s been rocky. All I’ve known of love is twisted biker men from other MC chapters. Until I met Ryder Oakley, the lead singer and rock God from Twisted Transistor. He showed me the world in two weeks. Then one night he up and left me, without so much as a note. Now, two years later, I’ve been assigned as a fashion assistant to go on tour with Alyx Munroe, pop princess and diva queen. Only my shitty boss Maree omitted to inform me that Alyx Munroe would also be touring with Twisted Transistor. Just when I thought I’d forgotten Ryder, he comes back into my life in full force, causing me to slowly lose traction of my feelings. With my plans for building my own racing circuit underway, I finally have the footing to leave the fashion industry and concentrate on finalising my circuit. Where we can showcase some of the best and hottest girl racers from around the world. This empire is mine, but with power and money comes hate and destruction. Welcome to Westbeach.

    honest when she lambasted NASCAR pretty boy Trent Matheson on national TV. All the sports psychologist wanted was to give a memorable sound bite. But maybe she took it too far? Because now Trent's team wants Kelly to devise a plan to whip their on-again, off-again racing star into shape. There's just one hitch-- Trent doesn't think he needs some professional to dig into his psyche, especially someone who is totally unimpressed by him. And Kelly has only one week to convince Trent that he does need her-- body and soul.

    There are very few people in his life who he answers to. One of them being his little brother Remington (Remy). When Cash and Remy are forced to make a life-changing decision they no longer have a place to live, no idea where their next meal is going to come from, or any prospects as to how they will make it. They need help. That help comes in the form of the Heaven Hill MC and Harper Stillwell. Harper Stillwell comes with her own set of problems, but when she and Cash Montgomery meet, sparks fly. None of them know what they’re doing, where they will end up, or how they’ll get there. The only thing they know is that the race for their lives is only beginning—the flag is waving—and they have to hang on for the ride. *****This is a trilogy & the story ends on a small cliff-hanger. Books 2 & 3 of the trilogy will be out in July & August!*****

    A recovering alcoholic who is fanatical in her love for animals and her misanthropic friends, Ruby lives above a furniture store and works at the musty Coney Island Museum. One day, Ruby is on the subway heading into Manhattan when the train stalls between stations. An elegant blond woman with a scarred face strikes up a conversation, and a misunderstanding between the two women leads to an offer Ruby decides she can’t refuse. The woman needs her boyfriend followed, and she thinks Ruby is the woman to do it—and do it right.Ruby’s life has been flat and painful lately. The Coney Island Museum isn’t doing much business, Ruby’s live-in boyfriend has moved out, and her best friend Oliver is battling cancer. Ruby agrees to follow the woman’s boyfriend, Frank, a man who works at Belmont Racetrack and seems to hang out in odd places with bad company. Ruby soon finds herself pushed headfirst into horse racing’s seamy underbelly. This is a dangerous world where nothing is as it appears, and people and horses seem to have limited life spans. When Ruby finds herself staring down the barrel of a loaded gun, she begins to have second thoughts.Only now it’s far too late.

    Johnny Harlow, world champion driver and apparent cause of the latest accident, decides the time has come to sort things out. And what he finds has nothing to do with cars.