Then I saw Lilly. There’s no harm in picking up a girl for myself, right?One time. A few hours with her underneath me. No longer than a night. That’s all I ever need with a woman.  I’m the Vice President of the Lost Kings MC. There’s no shortage of women waiting to warm my bed.Lilly’s appetite matches my own and one night suits her fine.But it’s not enough. I can’t get her out of my head, even though she makes it clear she’s not available. Suddenly, I find myself seeking Lilly out on holidays and special occasions, using any excuse to be near her.That’s when I realize she’s the only one I want to spend all my nights with.Now if I can convince her what we have amounts to more than a few lust-filled hours.I don’t know where we went wrong but this is how it all begins… Get to know Zero and Lilly better before reading Zero Tolerance! Zero Hour includes three previously published short stories and one never-before published short story and bonus epilogue!

    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.

    Fearing Ford will kill Cropper if he finds out, Madison flees town, becoming an upstanding cardiology nurse.Madison and Ford have an ill-fated, star-crossed love that will last their lifetimes. Ford is a lifer in a different sort of enterprise, the gritty full-throttle club of guns, blood, and allegiance to his brothers.Twelve years and several tours of SEAL duty later, Ford is thrust back into Madison’s arms on the worst day of his life. Madison’s prospect brother Speed has screwed up big-time and owes the club his life. She offers herself to Cropper as a sacrificial lamb to save Speed.But how long until the fiery, full-on outlaw Ford discovers that the woman he loves was treated like a degraded slave by his own father? Well, meet the new boss. He’s not the same as the old boss.

    Population 1,500—maybe. It’s a quiet town, with small town values. Its greatest income is the University just outside of the town limits… and the revenue the local Motorcycle Club brings in.Being part of the MC that was Angel’s Halo was exactly like being part of a family. A scary, powerful, crazy family. It was also like its own society. There are rules, just as there are in every family, every society. But only breaking one of their rules will leave you in a broken, blood pile on the floor... No one touches Raven Hannigan. RavenI was the MC’s only weakness. Or so my father use to tell me as I was growing up. Mad Max Hannigan was once Angel’s Halos’ president. He made the rules and everyone was expected to follow them or come face to fist with the enforcer…I have spent my life in the middle of the MC. I knew the rules—the penalties for breaking those rules. So I knew what would happen to him if I let him break the golden rule… But I loved him, like I have never loved anyone or anything before. I thought my love would protect him.Of course it hadn’t. When our secret was discovered he was beaten. So I shouldn’t blame him for leaving me… BashAs the enforcer I knew the consequences. Knew exactly what was in store for me when Raven’s family found out that I had dared to break my MC’s unforgivable rule. I loved her, so it didn’t matter to me. When her oldest brother delivered my punishment I didn’t scream. Didn’t groan. I took it like the man my MC had made me, and would have done it over and over again if that was what it took to be able to call Raven Hannigan mine.But then my past reared its ugly head and I had a choice to make. One that I have only lived to regret.Taking on the job as Angel’s Halos’ new president was my second chance. But... would my secrets destroy everything Raven and I once had?

     Emily Rose Dougherty is a good Catholic girl from mythical Walkerville, CT. She had somehow managed to get herself into a heap trouble with the law, all because an ex-boyfriend has decided to make things difficult. Luke “Spade” Wade owns a Motorcycle repair shop and is the Road Caption for Hade’s Spawn MC. He’s shocked when he reads in the paper that his old high school flame has been arrested. She’s always been the one he couldn’t forget. Will destiny let them find each other again? Or what happens in the past, best left for the history books?

    A meeting that should never have happened. Many years ago, two children from completely different worlds forged a connection, a fateful connection, an unbreakable bond that would change their lives forever… Salome knows only one way to live—under Prophet David’s rule. In the commune she calls home, Salome knows nothing of life beyond her strict faith, nor of life beyond the Fence—the fence that cages her, keeps her trapped in an endless cycle of misery. A life she believes she is destined to always lead, until a horrific event sets her free. Fleeing the absolute safety of all she has ever known, Salome is thrust into the world outside, a frightening world full of uncertainty and sin; into the protective arms of a person she believed she would never see again. River ‘Styx’ Nash knows one thing for certain in life—he was born and bred to wear a cut. Raised in a turbulent world of sex, Harleys, and drugs, Styx, unexpectedly has the heavy burden of the Hades Hangmen gavel thrust upon him, and all at the ripe old age of twenty-six—much to his rivals’ delight. Haunted by a crushing speech impediment, Styx quickly learns to deal with his haters. Powerful fists, an iron jaw and the skillful use of his treasured German blade has earned him a fearsome reputation as a man not to be messed with in the shadowy world of outlaw MC’s. A reputation that successfully keeps most people far, far away. Styx has one rule in life—never let anyone get too close. It’s a plan that he has stuck to for years, that is, until a young woman is found injured on his lot… a woman who looks uncannily familiar, a woman who clearly does not belong in his world, yet a woman he feels reluctant to let go…

    A girl who doesn't need a hero.Until she does.Until her power and control are tragically stripped from her. But a broken man who dances with the devil isn't meant to save anyone.

     Roane Connors doesn’t do relationships. He’s been burned before and isn’t looking to repeat past mistakes. All he needs is a warm body in his bed for the night. Someone to ring in the new year with. Julie Wilson ticks all his boxes. She’s back in town, hot, and single. When the clock strikes midnight one kiss ignites a spark this royal bastard’s not ready for.The Biker’s Kiss is a Royal Bastards MC holiday novella.

    He never stays with the same woman, and although there are plenty of women who want to be his old lady, he wants none of that. He doesn't date.He doesn't let chicks ride on the back of his bike.He doesn't fall in love.And that suits him just fine until he meets her whose eyes light a fire in him. Problem is she's not so easy to get into his bed. Hawk wants her. And when Hawk wants something he takes it. Cara Minelli doesn't want to go to the biker bar, but her friend talks her into it. Swearing off men since she caught her fiancé cheating on her right before her wedding, she has buried herself in her career not wanting a man in her life. Until she sees him. He is sexy, rough, crude, and oh so very wrong for her. So why can't she stop thinking of all the nasty things he'll do to her if she relents and lets him in her bed?Then a vicious killer who has been strangling women in the area focuses on Cara. Police think bikers are involved. Can Cara set aside her trust issues and let Hawk into her life? Hawk sees it as his job to protect what is his...and Cara is very much his even if she doesn't know it yet. Cara keeps her heart guarded, but when danger comes calling, their lives collide. Hawk will stop at nothing to keep Cara safe and make her “Property of Hawk”. The Insurgents MC series are standalone romance novels. Hawk’s Property is Book One in the series. This book contains violence, strong language, and steamy sexual scenes. HEA. No cliffhangers. The book is intended for readers over the age of 18.

    . . Hunter:My call-sign is GHOST. My roadname, too. I keep my head down, stay off the grid, fly under the radar. I’m the rough, gruff, good guy who does bad things for pay. JB is my most recent mistake. The MC babe is innocence wrapped up in a rockin’ body. Don’t get me wrong, she has a wicked side, too. She’s kickass in bed, when we make it that far. But she’s the ultimate wholesome good girl, and I don’t want to dirty her up. Hey, no one said life was all fun and games, right?JB:Good girl? I prefer to think of myself as a rebellious hellion. I live my life like I ride my bike: carefree, in your face, and full throttle. My soft side? Well, that’s reserved for my job. I’m not looking for love, and I certainly don’t need any relationship complications. Too bad complicated is the only way Hunter comes. He’s a quiet, deadly storm. He prowls. He hunts me. He wants me. He’s sexy, sinful . . . secretive. Hunter will turn my life inside out no thanks to his dangerous past about to come back and bite us both in the ass. Who’s gonna save us now?Warning: Graphic sex, graphic action, graphic language. Triple X caution.

    Away from our MC club, all his responsibilities, and me. We haven’t spoken since the day he handed me the keys to the kingdom. Shoved them down my throat was more like it. I hate him, and the new family he’s playing house with. He left his entire life behind for a woman he barely knows. But I’m strong, resilient, and don’t need a damn soul to survive. At least, that’s what I thought...until she walked into my bar. Kira Someone is watching me. I can feel it. I wake up in the middle of the night freaked out of my mind, paranoid a stranger is there. My skin prickles every time I leave my house, because I know someone is following me. I’m afraid. Alone. And there’s only one person left to turn to. The stepbrother I never met. The man my stepfather speaks so highly about, but never sees. He’s the president of a notorious motorcycle club, and exactly the kind of person I need to protect me. Little did I know, Ky Parish, freakin’ hates my guts. Slashes in the Snow is an enemies to lovers, stepbrother romance, romantic suspense (emphasis on romance) with dark elements. Reader discretion is advised.

    The Sons f*ck who, when, and where they want. They don't care who knows or who sees. Can you handle that?"Max Fisher is going to have to get up close and personal with a whole new scene in her very first undercover case for the FBI. She's smart, focused, and ready to put the Savage Sons Motorcycle Club in prison. The only problem? She has to work with a partner.Moses Hall, muscled, tattooed alpha male wants out of the Savage Sons MC, and he's agreed to work with the FBI for a chance at a new life, free of the drugs and destructive forces of the MC. But can he learn to trust Max with his life?LEATHER, HARLEYS, AND HOOKERSMax and Moses grow closer, and the sexual attraction between them is undeniable. They start building their case.....until they learn that all isn't as it seems, and there could be deadly consequences.

    Their lives were promised and destined to the Condemned Angels and Hell's Rebels. As they grew, so did Chase's feelings for Jeremy's younger sister, Roxanne. Stemming from separate clubs, they have all the stakes against them. Michael Moretti, President of the Condemned Angels has forewarned Chase to stay away from his daughter.There is too much at risk and clubs stick to their own. No mixing whatsoever. The years apart have done them good, however, Roxanne has finished school and is back home, and back in Chase's life. However, she isn't alone. Roxanne is dating the Treasurer of her father's club.Things start to go wrong as their secret feelings grow stronger for one another. Will Chase fight for what has always been his, or will the MC stand in his way?

    She grown up surrounded by men dressed in leather, blood on their hands and living by a code society deems morally corrupt. She couldn't be happier at the thought of finishing college and returning home to the men she regards as her uncles and brothers, her family. While she's been at college, she's been hidden from the ever growing, never ending feud between her uncle's club and The Raging Riders MC. Her uncle -Michael Blake- The Lost Souls president is under pressure against their rivals. In a game that long ago began, he makes decisions that place not only his brothers in danger, but everyone connected to the club, including Alannah. Castiel 'Cas' Jackson is the Vice President of The Lost Souls MC and gave up the only thing that ever meant anything to him when his VP patch is threatened.His loyalty to his brothers and his club has never been a problem, until he got close to the presidents niece - Alannah Blake.After breaking her heart before she left for college, can he keep his word to stay away from her now she's back?With Michael's decisions affecting the club and Alannah, can Cas figure out his presidents secrets before it's too late for Alannah and the club?

    He’s had a taste of her pie and he wants more– no really, Ana bakes pies for a living, get your mind out of the gutter.She’d be willing to hand over everything tied up in a big red bow, there’s just one problem; Elijah has secrets dirtier than last week’s underwear. Secrets that won't just break Ana’s heart, but put her life at risk, too. When those secrets come to light, their relationship is pushed to breaking point.Add to that a psychotic nympho best friend, an overbearing father, a cuter than humanly possible kid brother, a wanton womanizing cousin, the ex from hell, and more pies than you could poke a ... err ... stick ... at.And you thought small towns were boring.Welcome to Sugartown. Content Warning: Intended for a mature 18+ audience. Contains explicit sex, oodles of profanity and a crap-tonne of AWKWARD.