A name feared by most. I'm the VP with no regret. A knife is my weapon of choice, but little does anyone realize I live in my own tormented hell. Unanswered questions from one mistake in my past plagues me at every curve. Betrayal runs deep in my blood. Vengeance strums through my soul. One woman takes me to my knees. She overrides everything I've ever believed in and she carries secrets of her own. Siren My soul is damaged. My hands are stained with blood. My secrets are haunting and terrifying. Every time I trust someone with the truth they use it against me. Now I've fallen for a sexy biker. The VP of Savage Saints MC who offers no mercy or forgiveness. Terrified of the damage I've caused and the secrets I've carried, I shove him away at every turn. He possesses the ability to break me. To tear me in half and expose the impostor I truly am. Will Blayde's thirst for vengeance be quenched? Will Siren's lies and secrets be too much for his tormented soul? Can they look beyond the lies, secrets and betrayal and become whole together?

    

    It was show room perfect, an illusion. One I wanted desperately to escape.Then fate intervened and revealed something new.Even now I’m not sure how it happened. That the fates aligned so perfectly as to give me a second chance. I had fallen hard and fast and just when I thought my life was over it exploded in color and love and happiness. A world full of Skulls with dark ink, sharp tongues, and wicked minds. I had finally found my home.If only my father hadn’t found it too. DanMy world had been good. No better than good. It was great. But it was lonely. Then I made a wish for something more. Amazingly the universe came through for me. I fell hard and fast. Suddenly things that seemed impossible became possible. My life exploded in warmth and sunshine. A world full of big brown eyes, soft lips, and sweet sighs. She reminds me of home.Her father thinks he can take her away from me. I guess he’s never met a Skull.We protect what’s ours…and Lily is most definitely mine.

    Now, I’ve moved to a completely different state, and what have I done? I dropped right into another problem. This time though, it’s not a cheating ex, it’s the Russian Mob. To make matters worse, I now have to live with the son of my landlords, who are part of the Devil’s Soldiers MC, who is a smart-mouthed, arrogant, jerk. I don’t care how hot he is, I’m not about to make his life easy. Except, the chemistry between us is out of this world, and now he’s the only one that seems to be able to save me from the mob that’s hot on my tail.KING:She is the most irritating woman I’ve ever met. How the hell have I gotten wrapped up in being her bodyguard/roommate? I mean, we can barely stand each other, she’s crazy, and now I have to be around her twenty-four/seven. I’m talking worse than my mother crazy. Do we have chemistry? Oh yeah, but I don’t have time for that brand of insanity. The Russian Mob is after her for being in the wrong place at the wrong time, and I need to keep her safe. So why am I constantly allowing myself to think about her in all the ways I shouldn’t?

    He refused to be hurt again. Being the chaplain of the MC, the one who was supposed to help with disputes, he always felt he did this from a faraway viewpoint. Love, care, trust, none of that mattered.That is until he met Shay.During a patrol he heard a noise, only to discover the former Devil in a container. Defensive at first, he slowly lowers his guard. He also learns Shay has her own secrets and reasons for leaving the Devils, and as they grow closer, Monk learns to trust her.But will that be enough? Or will this former Devil screw over the MC in Atlantic City completely?

    It’s in my blood. I was born and bred MC. My father was the club’s original enforcer. When I was grown and man enough, I followed in his footsteps. What none of the brothers realize, is that my father wasn’t the same man at home as he was in the clubhouse. Having big boots to fill, I’ve always strived to be not only a better man than him in general, but a more lethal enforcer. The day I met Aria Stevens, she was my salvation, my light, the one person who made my miserable existence worth fighting for. The day I lost her was far worse than anything my twisted mind could fathom. From that moment on, Hawke ceased to exist, and Sandman was born.

 Aria: 

The day I first laid eyes on Hawke Morgan is one I could never forget. I was new to our high school and when some ill-intended boys attempted to corner me, he was my only hope. After that, we were inseparable. He spent most evenings with me and my family. He never fully opened up to me about what was happening to him behind closed doors, but I knew it wasn’t good. After his father's passing, he began to bring me around the clubhouse and the people he called family. He seemed to be happier and our relationship grew and flourished rapidly. That was, of course, until the day I was taken. Even during my darkest nights, I never gave up hope that he would find me—and he did. Things will never be the same after this for either of us. And even though he’s fully embodied the road name Sandman, I know somewhere underneath it all is Hawke. My only problem now is convincing him of that. How can I assure him that he has been, and always will be, my savior? Or is it too late for us and the life we once dreamed of sharing?

    

    Since I was a child my mother always instilled the fact there is good in everyone, even those we don’t believe have any.Now I’m here, stuck in the middle of the road, wanting to be with the man I love and betraying those who would give their lives for me.I have quite the battle on my hands, but I have to convince them he’s not all bad.

    To him, relationships are a joke, and the only thing he’s interested in is a quick fling to take his mind off the club.Sick of being hurt by the men she loves, Layla thinks she’s sworn off relationships forever. But when this feisty newcomer crosses paths with a mysterious tough-as-nails biker, she struggles to stick to her rule of not falling in love.Rage has no time for romance – but try as he might, he begins to feel a budding attraction to Layla that threatens to challenge everything he thinks about love. But when the Satan’s Outcasts start receiving suspicious anonymous messages, he’s forced to make a tough choice – to put his loyalty to the Outcasts first, or the woman he’s growing increasingly drawn to…Can Rage convince Layla to risk her heart again? Or is their unlikely love affair doomed to end in disaster?Imbued with all the high-stakes romance and drama of the tantalizing Satan’s Outcasts adventures you all know and love, the first book in this riveting MC romance series will take you on a wild ride you won’t soon forget.If you love action-packed HEA romance with a fun twist, then grab your copy of Rage today.

    She broke my heart when we were eighteen and never looked back.Instead like the fucking idiot I am, I answer it and save the damsel in distress.I want answers and I’m not letting her leave until I get them.

    Thanks to the drama, Reno thinks the Devil’s Luck Motorcycle Club is a band of derelicts. They’re right and wrong. Lucky for me, a hot little thing from the Sunrise Casino drops the perfect opportunity into my lap. That’s not the only thing I’m hoping lands in my lap.Charity work? You gotta be sh*tting me. But it looks like it just might work to get us into good graces with the place we call home. And honestly, spending more time with her is at the top of my list. The only catch to our long nights together is the secret she’s keeping from me. A baby.And here I thought I was the one rolling the dice.

    and there are worse things in life than death.HannahFor seven years I've kept my past hidden, rejecting the man I love to keep him and his Lords brothers safe. Despite my best efforts, the past catches up to me bringing a savage brutality to our very own doorstep, and not everyone survives. ​BloodShe's been mine since I rescued her all those years ago, whether she admits it or not. Now with the enemy closing in and bullets flying, I refuse to take no for an answer. I'm willing to put my life on the line, but if I do, my reward is her.

    Or they did. Their numbers decimated, the President on his deathbed, the Club becomes unrecognizable. When his cousin and her son are threatened and secrets are exposed, Chains must make a choice. Protect his family or stand with his sworn Brothers. The words that are burned in his mind are 'Blood in, Blood out'. Who's blood will it be? Will help be found within or from an allied MC? This short story was originally released as part of the TNT19 Anthology Collection and is meant as a prologue to introduce new members of the Northern Grizzlies MC collection.

    

    I watch from afar. They have so much fun, so much life in them left to live. Although I deeply yearn to be included, I know it’s best to stay back. They would never accept me, even with their good hearts. I don’t deserve to be included. I’ve done things. Things I’m not proud of. I’ve taken souls. I’ve taken fortunes. I’ve ripped away loved ones and left strong men drowning in the darkest despair. I am broken. I’m evil. So, I hide. I watch. I listen to everything…" NOTE: This is the TWELTH book of the GODS OF CHAOS MOTORCYCLE CLUB series. Each book may be read alone, but they are best read together. To find book one, search for Gods of Chaos Motorcycle Club: The Trilogy. This book is intended for adults 18 & over.