If you are an enemy to my club, my mission is to find you and end your life. If you are an ally, I can provide a safe place to regroup or lay low. In all my time as the Sgt. in Arms for the Puerto Rico chapter of the Royal Bastards MC, I have never let a job affect me. That was until Cariña showed up looking for refuge. She knows secrets that can destroy a rival club, so when they come to my island of paradise to kill her, I put my patch and my life on the line to keep her safe.

    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.

    at Arms for the Royal Bastards NYC/Rotten Apple Chapter▪▪▪▪ I knew immediately Nixx’s tough girl game was an act—New Yorker with a rough edge and a decent size chip on her shoulder—I wasn’t buyin’ that mess at all. She has the eyes of a damn angel and lips that’d make the most religious man wanna lay down with Satan himself. She’d make the Bastards a lot of money. I’d make sure of that. Rattler thought he’d be the one to pull her in, but she was used to guys like him. She hadn’t been around one like me. My mama always said, “You get more flies with honey than you do with vinegar.” I’d be the honey until Nixx was grindin’ on and openin’ all those flies. Boy, did that girl shock the hell outta me. It was like takin’ candy from a baby. Until, she started to like her job too much. I told her she’d be a waitress. I swear on my mama it wasn’t a lie. She did waitress. Then she stripped, escorted, did webcams. Then I took her to L.A. to see what she was made of. That’s when I couldn’t take it anymore. She pushed my buttons too many times—smilin’ and teasin’ while she was with all them other dudes. I wasn’t supposed to fall for any of those girls. Turn ‘em out, keep ‘em high, and make ‘em work those little honey pots until they couldn’t stand—that was my job. Nixx’ s pot never broke or ran dry. For some reason it bugged the ever livin’ piss outta me. Ya know, Eve took the world down by makin’ Adam eat an apple. Either Nixx was the shiniest apple of the bunch or the most rotten apple of ‘em all. ▪▪▪▪Nicolette Barrett/Nixx Barrit▪▪▪▪ I’m Nixx Barrit—it should be Ni-XXX with three fat ‘X’s considering I’m a fancy hooker. Ya know—an escort. Whatever you wanna call it, I do what I do for the all mighty dollar. Cash is king and it all hits the palms of the most royal, rotten hands in the Big Apple. It started when FOCUS and Rattler walked into a diner where I worked. Next thing I knew I was a waitress in their place, The Mounds Bar, at least that’s what the Bastards said I’d be. What a joke! It took about a month, until I was crawlin' around on the middle of the stage. The girls tried to feed me meth and liquor but the biggest drug of all was FOCUS. If you piled all of them on a table they wouldn't compare to the high I got bein' around that psycho Irishman.

    He was my shield, my rock, with dark grey eyes that burned through me. Now I’ve walked right back in to Heavy’s world to see the hatred and rage in his eyes. But he cannot hide the sensual hunger and feral desire to own my heart, dominate my body and possess my soul – a silent promise I’ll belong to him no matter the cost and no one will get in his way.

    

    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.

    The day I walked in to find my entire family gone, I learned that hard lesson. It was the same day I completely shut down. Why? Because you can’t lose yourself when you have no emotions. I became who I am now by being ruthless, I pride myself in it. We’ve handled a lot of things within my time as President, but nothing like what we're about to face.For a long time there's been a war brewing, one I knew would eventually come to our doorstep. Before I didn't care about much, but now I have her and I’m not sure if I’ll be able to keep her protected from the inferno we’re about to face. She came into my life at the worst possible time.Danger's surrounding the club and I'm not sure what to do.My pride only reaches so far and so does my trust. Will she be able to snag them both and hold on, or will she be taken out with the bloodshed?

    All her happy moments took place in Avery Falls, and she can't wait to give her sons the freedom to enjoy their teenage years.Except the town has changed. No longer the sleepy, remote place, Avery Falls has turned into an outdoor recreational hub owned and run by a Motorcycle Club.Brandt "Trip" Rowe is one of the original members of Avery Falls MC. More than capable of protecting what the club has invested and dedicated their lives to, he's prepared to make sure the woman who holds the deed to the house on the knoll doesn't find out what happens deep in the mountain.But being around Bonnie changes him.Changes that could make him ride his Harley straight into the side of the mountain, eliminating his existence.Not everything is what it seems in Avery Falls.

    At only fourteen, she developed a teenage crush on me, the man who rescued her. I gave her time to grow, waiting for her feelings to mature. As years, when I was forbidden to touch her, passed, I never doubted she was mine. I just wasn’t allowed to show it. Circumstances send us to Colorado, away from the restrictions and over-protective brothers. At last we have a chance to be together. What could be better? What could be worse? A new club. A new life. Out of my depth, I don’t fit in. A different president and his old lady who’ve been married thirty-six years. That their marriage is on shaky ground spills over into how they treat us. For some reason, Hellfire and Moira want to force Jayden and I apart. Jay and I are just beginning. Or, is it the end? After all this time, will we make it work? Or have the years I’ve spent waiting been wasted?

    And then I met her.The first time I met Angela, she swore she’d get me arrested.She believed I was responsible for the murder of my ex-fiancee and her childhood best friend, Shannon.But as soon as I laid eyes on Angela, the only cuffs I wanted were her to my bed. Yeah, it was a "love to hate." So what?I knew that as she got to know me, she’d see the truth. She’d know what kind of a man I was. She’d fall hard for me.And guess what? When she started to get involved in our war? When she found herself caught between us and our rival club?I knew the truth. I knew how I felt. If I had to kill everyone to protect her, so be it.Because eventually, it wasn't a love to hate.Somehow, she made me believe in true love again.

    He'll kill me if he knows I've even thought about her. However, from the moment I laid eyes on her, I knew I'd never be the same. There's just something about Coral that makes me want to break the rules and taste the forbidden. But I can't, so I'll do as my president ordered and I'll stay away from the beautiful blonde who has my insides tied up in knots... I'll fake it anyway. There are some things worth defying the people you call family for. I've never asked for anything in this life, never needed anything, but I have to have her, no matter what it costs me. My place with the club, the family that took me in when I was a punk street kid, even my very life. Some things are worth dying for. Coral I spent my life being protected from people like Stryker. Bad men. Motorcycle riders. Bad things happened to me thanks to men like that. Very bad things. So why then do I feel my heart beat wildly the second my eyes land on him? I've never wanted a man as badly as I want Stryker, but he has been warned to stay away from me. Every member of the Snakes Henchmen MC has been warned what will happen to them if they even touch my hand. Who warned them? The man who is like a second father to me. Shepard, President of the MC. He means what he says, and he says what he means, and when he says he'll kill his own men if they touch me, he means it. I know if I push what I feel and make it known, it could get Stryker killed. However, I can't stop this feeling inside of me for him, even when he ignores me like I'm not even there. But I am Coral Harmon, and if the horrors of my past have taught me anything, it's to never walk away from the things you want most in life. What I want is Stryker, and I won't stop until he's mine, no matter what it costs me. Some things are worth fighting for.

    The moment my eyes met hers, there was nothing stopping me from giving her everything. She’s devastatingly beautiful.Stubborn.Independent.I want to protect her from the horrors of the world, if only she’ll let me.I can’t leave her alone.Not with her abusive ex on the prowl.I would give her everything I have.And I want her.Every part of her shines.Her touch is like fire.Her eyes draw me in.It’s impossible to escape from her, even if I wanted to.I’ve lived my life for my bikes, my club and my foster family.But now there’s only her.I know she thinks otherwise.Why else would she hate me after all that we had? She’s the only woman I ever loved. I want her safe, nothing can hurt her.I’ll do anything to get back with her, Even if it means following her everywhere.

    With the fate of her loved ones at stake, she did what she thought she had to do. She ran. The past however, has a funny way of finding those who refuse to face it. With nowhere left to turn, she ended up back where she started, facing the family she’d left behind and the truths she desperately wanted to remain hidden. When the president of The Devil’s Reapers sends his enforcer to pick something up, the last thing Blade expected to find was the one who got away. Annabelle was everything a man like him could never have, and everything he’d always wanted. With the past rearing its ugly head once again, he will do everything he can to keep her safe and make her his. Caught in a war between two clubs, Annabelle must face the past once and for all.

    Taking the law into their own hands when necessary. Slater, a natural born leader, ex Marine turned badass biker. Della, a scared sweetheart running from a man who doesn't deserve her. He'll save her and in the process she'll find out what she really deserves in life.  This is a STEAMY, instalove, short story romance. No cliffhangers, No cheating. This is the first story in the Graffiti Street Guardians MC Series. Come take a ride through your wildest fantasies!

    With the RBMC being targeted by a powerful and sadistic Cartel leader set on revenge, his little boy is put right in the line of fire. Jinx will do anything to save him, including contacting the one person he never thought he would talk to, let alone see again. He gets his son to safety but puts her right in the middle of it. Joey Turner worked a double and just wanted to get some well-needed sleep when the past literally came knocking at her door. The man she once knew was no longer the same person. He’s changed, they both have, but the one thing that stayed the same is their out-of-this-world chemistry and their love for each other. But is chemistry, love, and friendship enough to save a child and survive a mad man? What happens after all the chaos? Was it all too much or will they make it? Can they get over past hurts and present obstacles so one day, Jinx and Joey can be together? Join Jinx and Joey on another ride in the RBMC series to find out. Content Warning: Explicit love scenes and naughty language. Intended for mature audiences. This book is part of a series. It can be read as a standalone although to get full enjoyment, it is suggested that you read in series order, starting with Whiskey: RBMC Book 1.