Reno is where the bad ones go.Amidst the drugs, weapons, and trafficking, a murder-for-hire market has emerged. And my motorcycle club is right in the thick of it.If you can pay, we have a million different ways to solve your problem. You want someone to vanish without a trace? The Great Basin Desert is almost two hundred thousand square miles of “nobody will ever find you.” You want to make a statement? We’ve been known to hang bodies from the Reno Arch.If you’re paying, we’re killing. No witnesses, no evidence, and no questions asked.That is until we’re hired to locate and kill a group threatening biological warfare by exposing our city to a deadly virus they stole. It’s the big payday we need. But in order to take the job, we have to also agree to protect the spoiled brat who saw everything.Small. Frail. Innocent. Frightened. I made her my little birdie, but she always wants to fly away. Too bad for her I’ve clipped her wings and locked her in my cage.They say free birds sing, and caged birds pray. Her cries sound the same to me.*Birdie's Biker is a dark romance in the second run of the Royal Bastards MC. It's sexy as sin, thrilling, gritty, and dirty. If you love tortured heroes and a heroine who learns her strength in the most depraved way, then you'll love Birdie's Biker.

    Hell, I've done some things that would give most serial killers nightmares.But nothing has ever gutted me like finding Raylynn-- beaten, raped, drugged, and barely holding onto life in a filth ridden basement where she'd been for six months.I've never attached to someone the say I did her the moment I walked in that room and now, all I want to do it protect her. It's going to take a long time to build her back up, physically and mentally, to the woman she was before this, but every fiber of my being wants to be the man who does that for her.The men that kidnapped and shattered her aren't going to let her go so easily though, and even if I hate her choices, if I don't respect them, I risk her hating me too-- and then I'd lose her forever.

    Both of them could easily destroy me if I let my guard down. I’m the daughter of the president of the Vegas Kings MC. I was born and raised with the club. Zane’s a member of Shattered Souls MC and nephew to their president. We grew up together, leaned on each other, loved one another. Enemies and lovers. But, we knew even back then that it was life or death. Walking away was one of the hardest things we’ve ever had to do. Years later he comes crashing back into my life, refusing to stay away. He’s not the boy I remember, he’s a man full of anger and pain hidden in his dark eyes. I try to keep my distance, but when it comes to that wicked smile that means nothing but trouble, it’s impossible. The risks are higher, the wounds are deeper, but the want is stronger. It’s a deadly situation for us both. Love should stand the test of time, but I let my guard down. Now the devil will do whatever is necessary to make one of us suffer - forever.

    Retiring from the Marine Corps didn't mean I stopped serving the civilians of this great nation. Serving her would be my absolute pleasure. I know why I said yes when she asked for help. Her wild hair, long legs, and a mouth I'd love to teach a thousand lessons definitely weighed my decision in her favor. Now, preventing the war she started when she arrived, that's the easy part. SNATCH I've always been a connoisseur of the opposite sex. Tall, short, thin, thick and juicy, my tastes knew no limitations. That became abundantly clear the night my best friend took me in his mouth. Sure, there'd been close calls before, the slip of a hand or misplaced lips. With our propensity to share women, it was bound to happen. That fateful night, I was met with pure intention and an experience I never want to forget. Falling for a friend has never been so complicated. LAWSON My plan was as simple as they come… in theory. Show up at the Cerberus clubhouse and give dear old Dad a piece of my mind. What I didn’t expect was being welcomed by the open arms of a father who had no idea I existed. More importantly, I didn’t anticipate HER. Delilah Donovan was a breath of fresh air. She would soon become my reason for wanting to become a better man, my reason for getting out of bed with a smile on my normally sneering face. But no matter how much I changed, she’d always be too good for a man like me. It was over before it could even begin. HOUND My first job with the Cerberus MC was to grab a girl from a seedy bar. Easy money, right? The moment I realized the blonde I was hunting wasn’t around, I ended up captivated by a redhead dancing on the stage. With her striking features and sinful body, I knew she was trouble, but that didn’t stop me from making her mine that night. When I learned that she WAS the job, everything became clouded. I was only looking for a one night stand, but when the dust settled and she ran, my only desire was to chase her. Should I risk my job, and quite possibly my life, in order to have her? Would she even stay if I caught her?

    I’d take a bullet for any single one of my Knights Corruption brothers. In fact, I had—two to be exact. I believed in codes, following them without question. But everything shifted the first time I saw her, a gorgeous and classy redhead who was out of my league.She also happened to be the daughter of a fellow member, therefore completely off-limits.He warned me to keep my distance, but I couldn’t stay away.When the war with the Savage Reapers escalated, I assumed the role of her protector.I remained glued to her side whenever possible.I made her promise not to go anywhere without my protection.But she broke that promise.And the consequences ripped my world apart.Would I be able to hold it together long enough to help finally put an end to the war between our clubs once and for all?Or would I crumble under the weight of my own devastation?

    She came into my life when I knew that I had to walk away. The life we live isn’t safe for a girl like her. I’m not good for a girl like her. I like things rough and dirty, something I don’t think the pretty little blonde knows. One night is all I give her, one night of the most vanilla sex I can muster. Walking away was the coward’s way out. It was the right thing to do, I know it. She deserves the white picket fence and all that shit chick’s dig. That wasn’t me. I’d ruin her if I had her again. No way I’d let that happen. Having my brother’s watch her was the only other option until she moved on. She moved on from me and it stung like hell, but it had to happen. Brynn One night was all it took to get me addicted. The way his hands felt as they brushed over my skin burned into my memory and it’s what got me by. Chase wasn’t Bentley. No one could take his place deep inside of me. I kept all thoughts of Bentley far from my mind and it never went away. I needed him like I needed to breathe, but he left. He’s a bastard. The moment his motorcycle pulled back into the lot of Wayward Cycles, I knew every little plan I had made over the last two years was going up in flames. The minute his hand touched me, I melted. It didn’t take much to get me to ruin my future with someone else. I hate him. I have no idea what I’m doing. He’s going to ruin me and I don’t care.

    

    Ever Especially not when you're the daughter of the president of another club. And definitely not when that debt brings you to the attention of his club's enemies. And ending up in his bed? Absolutely not part of the plan. Hawk His club's enemies were becoming bolder. And his patience was virtually non-existant. Taking a fierce cage fighter as his old lady wasn't what he'd had in mind when he manipulated her repayment of the debt she owed his club. Now he was in too deep and was never letting her go. Taking her as his old lady was the easy part. Keeping her as his old lady was going to be to hard part. Especially when his enemies were focused on taking her and his club away from him.

    The women are fast and the violence is intense. I excel in both.People either respect me or fear me. I'm not arrogant. It’s just the truth.I was a king, reigning over Vegas without complication, until one gorgeous sheriff made everything fall apart. When I saw her, I became a Neanderthal, wanting nothing more than to be between those legs. I guess that’s where I went wrong, because my reality was shot to hell real fucking fast.One kiss caused her to step over that blue line.One night in her bed made me a traitor.And now… we’re both screwed.

    Know that your only reason to live is to protect the innocent child you brought into this messed up situation. Come to the realization that the man you thought would be your happily ever after is actually a monster and the one that will eventually end your miserable existence when he is finished punishing you for living. That was my life until I started Surviving For Tomorrow. ****This book is for adults over the age of 18.***** This is a prequel to a series so there is a cliffhanger so the story continues.

    I have my club and that’s all I needed. My mind changed with one look at the dark-haired beauty in need of help. Persephone Chapman should have been dead, the fact that she has the grit and determination to survive is exactly what I want in an old lady. It’s more than that, though. It’s the softness in her touch and the way she makes even a hardened man like me long for more. She deserves to be cherished and I’m going to make sure no one hurts her again. In fact, I’m claiming her as mine. Tory is back with a dirty-talking biker that will delight all you over-the-top Alpha lovers. Get ready for the Diamondback MC, where the bikers are big on the rowdy, even bigger on the filthy, and make their women—and hopefully you—weak in the knees.

     Reaper: I didn't know what love was, but I knew what want was, and I wanted Abby. When I walked out of the club and saw her I was stone cold sober. She was quietly beautiful and unlike any other woman I'd had before. But she was the daughter of the president of Satan's Sons MC and completely out of my reach. Abby: Everyone knew The Reaper and how he got his name, so I never expected him to be my salvation when my sister's drunk boyfriend wanted to lay hands on me. I thought my innocence would be lost in that alley, until he showed up and saved me. I know being with Reaper will lead to trouble, but I don't know if I have the strength to stay away. Being together might be dangerous, but outlaws are meant to break the rules.

    Dangerous. Full of demons. It all started when I decided to leave the biker gang. The leader killed my father and destroyed my family.I will not rest—until the bastard’s dead. When I return to town, I have only one place to stay—Carlisle’s Pub.The owner is a gorgeous woman with perfect curves.The moment I see Regina, I can’t take my eyes off her.Her sexy eyes melt my soul.Her touch is just what I need.Regina’s pub is the best place for me to draw the rival out.But I can’t unleash my demons on her. Putting her in mortal danger will be a mistake.But it’s too late. I can’t let her go.I can’t leave.She's the woman I want.I have to risk it all to make her mine.

    The Devil Riders think they can move in on our territory.Over my dead body.As President of the Rebel Saints, it’s my duty to protect my men and this town.That’s just what I intend to do…by any means necessary.The last thing I need is a complication like Harper.Strong.Beautiful.Sexy as sin.Trying to deny the attraction between us is futile.And when she becomes inextricably entwined with defeating our new enemy, all bets are off.Together, Harper and I are combustible, but so is building tension with our rivals.Things are reaching a boiling point and ready to explode.Not everyone can survive the fallout.