A gang of bikers locking everyone in until they find a killer, now that’s exciting. Believing she’s merely part of a murder mystery dinner, Eve plays along by helping a gorgeous fallen angel find the killer.Stumbling onto another dead body crashes her illusions.Faced with real danger Eve falls into the strong arms of Hallow who’s more like the fallen angel he’s dressed as than she knows. Too bad his brothers decide to take her hostage as they leave the bar in pursuit of the killer.A member of the Royal Bastards MC, Hallow is more than prepared to protect Eve on their wild night, but he isn’t prepared to fall in love. Costume complete with apple or not, Eve’s no temptress. She’s as innocent as an angel. Hallow plans to snatch her from heaven, corrupt her and keep her for himself.

    Not even she knows.And when I discover that she might be the killer's accomplice, only one thought runs through my mind:Run.But there's nowhere to go. The storm is too heavy.How can I trust her when she doesn't even know her own name?The two of us are trapped here, trying to find out who she really is.Is she here to kill me? Or have I just saved her life?The only thing I do know is this:Baby, it's fucking cold outside.

    Those people would be irrevocably wrong. Our now rival MC, The Dogs of Chaos, was proof. Their club’s greed outweighed the amount of honor they had for our deal. We were quick to remind them what a colossal mistake they made. I was the Vice President of the Cleveland, Ohio Chapter of the Royal Bastards MC. My cut was sacred, and I wore our colors with pride. I thought of my past daily, but that didn’t mean I still loved her. The remnants of guilt I felt in my gut every day didn’t prove that I should have followed her. They were reminders of my life, a part of the history of how I became who I am: a stubborn SOB with a foul mouth and a heap of felonies. Stealing guns, arson, breaking and entering, these were all petty things to me. My only weakness was admitting my true feelings for her, and I refused to…until I was forced. When Ray abruptly walked into my life again, or rather, I barged into hers, I quickly vowed this time would be different. The thing was, a person couldn’t make promises without considering the rest of their life, particularly someone with as many enemies as I had. I stupidly got caught up in the moment and forgot who I was and what that meant for her. I never meant for any of it to happen; I didn’t want this for her. The Dogs would retaliate for our transgressions; this much I was certain of. Having knowledge didn’t make a difference in the end, because what they took from me could never be replaced. I was Logan “Crow” Williams, and just like a crow, I would hunt them down and reap my revenge in blood.

    I was fine with that until he walked into my life. Now, I can't shove that half of myself into the dark anymore. My club won't understand and the woman I want definitely won't get it, but what choice do I have? I want them both and I'm done with not taking what I want. Yeah, I'm savage enough to screw the rules to get what I want and I want them. Both of them—and I won't settle for less. You can't control who you love but sometimes, it's savage enough to make its own heat.

    Women don't run gangs, yet I'm the leader of the biggest one in Liverpool. No one knows I've stepped into my father's shoes and that I'm making changes. Taking on the Royal Bastards MC is not a good idea, but I want the wealth and power they have. I want my family's legacy to live on long after I'm gone. Doing that means making difficult decisions. I didn't expect the Royal Bastards to retaliate so savagely.Now, I'm prisoner of their President, a man who goes by the name of Mouth. He's dangerous, vicious and he wants to make my father pay for crimes I've committed. Can I survive his wrath?MOUTHThis prissy woman is a thorn in my side, but she's the only way to exact my revenge. Crossing the Bastards is an instant death sentence, and when I'm done with Genevieve, her father is going to beg for mercy I won't deliver. I'm not someone to cross without retribution and mine will be swift. I will destroy The Dockland Gang and every person associated with them, including Desmond's pretty little daughter. She's a doll I want play with and I will break her down piece by piece, because now that she's in my control I'm never letting her go.*Warning : Contains adult content, reading age 18 +. Graphic violence and dark emotional scenes that may trigger some readers.

    . . but I didn't. I did the only thing I could think of at the time. I went to the one person who just might believe my ass - the national charter Prez, Rancid. Fortunately for me, he believed every word I told him and had me lay low for a while. The plan he made was foolish at best and got me in deeper shit than I was in before. What a load of shit that is. Or at least, it's what I thought. I'm a dead man, but none of it matters when my eyes see the one thing I'd gamble with. Her.

     Rain: Up north, in what they call The Last Frontier, we play by a different set of rules. Everything is brutal, from the weather down to the criminal underworld. I’m a Royal Bastard through and through. I live by the club’s code. I don’t take shit, I dish out plenty, and I never lay a hand on a woman unless she asks me to. So, I don’t take too kindly to these scumbag Russian mobsters playing sex-trafficking roulette on my watch. Not in my backyard. Then there’s Cassie. She ain’t good for business, but when my Pres says, “Keep an eye on her,” watching her becomes my part-time job, and I can’t say I don’t want to go fulltime with it. Yet, keeping her safe means keeping her close, and the closer we get, the more danger she’s in. Cassie: It’s always freezing up here. Maybe I shouldn’t have moved to Alaska, but my drive to help some of the city’s homeless kids was too strong. I never expected things to be this… cold. These kids aren’t safe, and my new personal bodyguard seems to think I’m in as much danger as they are. Rain. What am I going to do with him? He’s not the relationship type, but he is gentle with me. How can a man so frozen be so warm? And how could I go from being so closeminded about bikers to constantly craving one of my own? This is motorcycle club romantic suspense full of violence, mayhem, alpha males, feisty women, and the Bratva.

    Fast-paced, romantic suspense with sassy women and the gritty outlaw bikers who can’t resist them. If you love motorcycle club romance, grab this complete collection today!The PresidentWhen Alaric meets the right woman under the wrong circumstances, as the president of Rebel Rage MC, his options are limited... unless he can strike a deal that would benefit the both of them.Making the best of a bad situation, Angie accepts the help of the muscled, overbearing biker who offers her protection from the danger stalking her at every turn.As the death of a woman unleashes a chain of events that draws out new enemies and threatens everything he holds dear, Alaric will do whatever it takes to protect what he considers his.The Vice PresidentWhen Hunt's daughter goes missing, he'll do whatever it takes to find her. Unexpectedly, the vice president of Rebel Rage MC stumbles across the right woman along the way.After a hot encounter with a sexy, arrogant biker, Peyton never expected to see him again, but fate has other plans. When she is unwittingly pulled into a dangerous situation far beyond her control, Hunt swoops back into her life, vowing to protect her.Will Hunt be able to save both his daughter and the woman he loves, or will this threat be too much for the MC to handle?The ProspectAs a prospect of Rebel Rage MC, Linc's assignment was simple: take care of the woman who was kidnapped. Easy... except for the riot of emotions she stirs within him.Harper is broken and has the scars--inside and out--to prove it, but the love of a headstrong, protective biker might be just what she needs to heal.While Linc and Harper dare to explore their developing feelings, danger lurks within the shadows, waiting to drag Harper back into the torment she barely survived the last time. Linc will risk it all to make sure that never happens, but will it be enough?

    Because getting my rocks off isn't nearly as important as protecting the Royal Bastards MC. I may only be the VP of the Detroit Chapter, but I take my job seriously, and no bitch is going to come between my club and me. But the new batch of submissives we've just received has me turning my head, and while my club starts to tear itself apart from the inside out, the platinum-haired beauty in my cuffs is the only thing on my mind. I don't care that I'm more than double Lacey's age, and I don't care that my closest companion in the club wants her. I'm going to collar her and make her my baby girl. Amidst the gun powder, lead, lust, and betrayal, I've got to step up and take what's rightfully mine. I am Lacey's Daddy, and this club's enforcer--God help the sorry son of a bitch who stands in Daddy's way.

    Hold on for the ride and meet The Dutchmen MC.Iceman has a reputation for being the coldest and most ruthless biker in the Dutchmen MC. He has no loyalties to anyone or anything outside his club. The people who go against him or betray the club find themselves in serious pain... or dead.Then one afternoon trouble in the form of a blonde walks into his life.Gabriella doesn’t want to be here. She doesn’t want to enter this biker world of crime, cards, and sex, but her uncle has left her little choice. She must make a deal with Iceman to protect the ones she loves. In doing so, she finds more than she bargained for.Iceman must face the demons of his past while Gabriella must face the monsters of her future. Are either of them willing to pay the price of their redemption?

    It was incredible, earth shattering, but most of all, it was heartbreaking. He walked away without an explanation. Without saying goodbye.He was simply gone.But five years later, I walk into a room and he’s there. He had been only hours away from me all these years. I often imagined how a reunion between us would be. Would I run into his arms, kiss him and tell him I still love him?No, I slugged him.Jake…I knew the day would come when I’d have to face Skylar. I made a decision years ago that I’ve always questioned. Always wondered if it was the right choice. I was torn between the woman lying in my bed and the best friend who was giving me the opportunity for a better life.Skylar deserved better than me. I chose the Royal Bastards MC.Now, she’s here, having been brought to the club for protection. Our reunion didn’t go as I imagined it would. There was no sweet embrace, no words even exchanged. She marched right up to me and punched me in the face.I knew right then and there, I never stopped loving her. Thing is, the Royal Bastards have rules. I live and die by them. If I break them, I’m out. I’ll lose my patch and lose the family I have.Is Skylar worth the risk?

    She doesn’t know love, has never been in a relationship, and she’s okay with that. After all, it’s hard to give your heart to someone when your body is for sale to the highest bidder. She knows herself, or at least she thought that she did until a man walks into her life that turns her entire world upside down.Hawk isn’t necessarily in good standing with the Savage Beast MC. He knows that he has quite a bit to atone for. And he plans on doing just that, no matter how much his club and daughter fight with him on it.When he sees Avah, he knows that she is not part of his plan, but you know what they say about best laid plans... He cannot have her. She should not want him. They know what they deserve and what they clearly do not.They were wrecked by life a long time ago. Two people who should not be drawn to one another. One is a murderer. The other an escort. They can’t stay away from one another. They know they shouldn't, but nothing can stop them. *INCLUDES: UNBIND ME

    Being Prez has been my life and seeing anything other than the club isn't on my to-do list. To my surprise, a sexy diamond appears out of the blue and I can't seem to stay away or keep my hands to myself. The perfect gem is mine, I know it and so does she. I'll do whatever I have to, so I can keep her. I'm a b*stard after all, and b*stards always break the rules.-A Gritty MC romance with a brand new club, characters, and storyline.-B*stard is a complete standalone that does not need any other books read prior. -Steamy romantic suspense full of action, alpha bad boys, and strong women.

    A Rogue. A goddamn mess.When his pres offers the chance to seek vengeance,Bodie doesn’t hesitate to make his move.But one simple choice brings a painful confrontation from his past,And the Royal Bastard isn’t prepared for the shocking surprise. Some gifts are unexpected. This Christmas Bodie is in for one hell of a ride.* WARNING - This book contains dark and mature content with a paranormal REAPER twist. *

    Not when the pull of serving our country is my competition. With no other choice, I rebuild myself and focus my attention on the clients of the Broken Rebel Brotherhood, the people who need the club’s help. I even date other guys in an effort to circumvent the heartache. It works for a while but eventually, the past comes back in the form of muscles, tats and so much baggage.Isaiah is no longer the boy I loved. He’s a man that oozes sin and pain. His eyes tell a story that I’m not sure I’m up to hearing. Why then is it so hard to turn my back on him? And why in the hell is he the only person my soul calls out to when I’m in trouble?Isaiah…Leaving my family and Tillie was the hardest thing I’ve ever done. But duty called and I had to answer. Especially if I want to be the president of the Broken Rebel Brotherhood and fill my dad’s very large shoes. When a bombing sends me back to the only place I’ve ever called home, I mistakenly think that everything will magically be the same. Not only has everything changed, but Tillie has moved on. She’s become a woman I don’t recognize, a woman who spends her days proving she doesn’t need me. But I know her better than she knows herself. And danger lurks in the shadows, threatening her existence, whether she wants to admit it or not. I will stop at nothing to protect her, to show her that we still belong together. Fighting for my country was my duty. Fighting for Tillie is everything.