Outlaw. Bad boy. Killer? On his deathbed, my MC president made me swear to keep his daughter safe. But marrying the girl is a dangerous mistake. She’s in my house now – and I can’t keep my hands off of her. Which is how she ended up pregnant with my baby. JESSA Silas has always done what he needed to do to survive. But I could never be with a man whose hands are covered in innocent blood. It doesn’t matter that he’d do anything to keep me safe. I don’t need to be protected – I need to be free. Free from pain. Free from violence. Free from my past. But I’m trapped in a contradiction. Because the only place I truly feel alive is on the back of Silas’s bike. I can’t submit to this life. I’ve got a bright future, far away from here. At least, that’s what I used to think. But now, every time Silas lays his hands on me… Every time he takes me to his bed and shows me what my body craves… I’m forced to admit: I belong to him. SILAS Jessa tried to run away from the biker world. But I jumped into the deep end. I’ve done bad things in my time down here. Robbed. Hurt. Killed. All for the club. For my brothers. But my sins have changed me. Marked me. I can’t be near a woman anymore. Especially not one as pure and innocent as Jessa. If she gets too close… There’s no telling what I might do to her. Which is why this fake marriage is a huge mistake. I swore to her father – my dying president – that I’d protect his only daughter. But I never expected it to come to this: Her walking through my house. Sleeping in my bed. And – God help us both – having my baby. SILAS is a full-length, standalone, super steamy, bad boy motorcycle club romance novel from bestselling author VIVIAN GRAY. This suspenseful, action-packed MC romance is intended for mature audiences, due to violence, strong language, dark themes and elements, and explicit intimate scenes. The romance between the alpha male bad boy and the fiery woman he can't resist ends with a guaranteed happily ever after (HEA) ending, has absolutely NO CHEATING, and does NOT include a cliffhanger of any kind.

    He was on his way to patching in to the biggest MC around until his father, the VP of the Rebel Reapers, and his mother, were killed by a rival club. He walked away from it all to become a tattoo artist and start his own business as a civilian. Still, something is missing in his life. The club beckons him back constantly. After being burned by his last woman, Hooper decides they are just a complication he doesn't have time for. That is, until Landis Melroy walks through the front door of his shop to start her first day of work. Landis is a scorned little rich girl that got herself disowned. Her parents never understood her love of art that turned into a career in tattooing and piercing. They kicked her out, trashed her name and kept the keys to her fancy sports car. She thought her life was over until she realized she could make it on her own. The first chance she could, she moved far away from her meddling parents and got herself a new job working in Maroon's best tattoo shop. Too bad her 'boyfriend' nearly ruined it all by cheating on her with her best friend, followed by the flu that nearly finished her off causing her to miss her first three days of work to top it off. She's got nothing left to lose. It can't get any worse, can it? When she meets her new boss, Hooper Payne, everything changes. Can Hooper finally make the choice between his civilian life and his MC family? Can Landis ever catch a break? This is book one of a six book series. Hooper's story is your introduction into the Rebel Reapers MC world. Warning ***This story is hot!! If you don't enjoy reading about hot bikers that ride their women as hard as their bikes, then this is not the book for you. Strong sexual content, offensive language and violence. ***

    Sentimental trinkets full of fading memories or an insurance policy that dries up as quickly as the ink the policy was signed with. Not me. My Pops left a legacy of Pandemonium. I did not choose this life, but I’ll damn sure bleed for it. This motorcycle club, my brothers, are all I know, and no outsider, not even a “Preacher” with a diseased heart will be able to withstand my wrath if he tries to take what’s mine. Tori The American dream is a crock. I followed the rules, towed the line, and what did it get me? A one-way trip to Hell on a hog and a life of purgatory. Two loved ones murdered. Gone. Their executioners answer to a man I thought was dead. Trapped inside a world of violence I have been watching and waiting for the moment to break free of his reign of terror and expose the sins of the father, his adopted son, and anyone else who stands in my way. Forget Prince Charming on a white horse, only a King on chrome can save me now. Trench is a standalone novel with an HEA and no cheating. *This book contains subject matter that may be difficult for some readers including domestic violence, heavy drug use, graphic violence and explicit language. Mature audiences recommended.

    At ten years old, Declan Foster witnessed a terrible thing. At ten years old, best friends Declan and Rosie were torn apart. For twenty years Rosie lived a protected life. She was an angel to the men whom she knew she'd wronged. She was the darkness that the Black Sentinel MC didn't know existed. For twenty years Declan Foster was paying for the sins of others and righting the wrongs done to him growing up. For twenty years they'd been apart- until now. With their childhood behind them, the sins of the past are back to haunt them. She was the Black Sentinels’ Angel and he was Wolf, the deadly president of the Carnal MC. She was untouchable, and he wanted what was his. He would do anything to get her – whatever it took. Angel, the story of a love that spans two decades and an obsessive hatred that has spanned a lifetime – and someone has to pay.

    Language and actions some may deem offensive. Sexually explicit content. MF. Kane “Speed” Weston, after leaving the military, returns to Black Hawk MC, the club he grew up in, the only family he has left. With his father’s spot open, he prepares to fill the position. What he finds upon his return, the military nor the MC could have prepared him for. Sami Borelli was raised in an MC. With her father being the president of the club, she’d been referred to as a princess, feeling anything but. Sami moved to Black Hawk territory when her father’s club faced internal problems, turning her into a liability instead of an asset. She met a man at a club party who changed her life, but when she went back, he was gone, only to return years later with no memory of her while she remembered everything about him. The sons of Black Hawk MC are home and ready to take the places within the club they were groomed for. What they were never taught was how to handle losing their hearts.

    I also knew that if I wanted to remain in control I had to make sacrifices. In my world being an FBI informant was considered a rat. I wasn't a rat in my mind. I did what I had to do to keep my club on top of the game. Charlie Richmond wasn't part of that plan. The girl swooped into my life, my world like a tornado ripping her way through everything I'd worked so hard to build. When her truth becomes mine, the world around us threatens to crumble. I find myself on the verge of killing myself to save her. My name is Marcus "Savage" Turner and I'm ready to bring this world to its knees.

    Then I became someone else, someone loved, someone cherished. I thought I could hide from who I was.When Bliss was thrown at me I knew my life would never be the same. She deserved a man who could protect her, even if that meant taking out her father. I was going to be that man, one way or another.You can't hide from the past forever, no matter how hard you try. Sometimes a little blood must be spilled to save the ones you love.

    One thing the Horsemen have learnedIs everything comes at a priceAnd now they are going have to payAs they prepare for war against a new enemyThey all know one thing for sure, this will change them forever.Lines will be crossed.Bullets will fly.Blood will be shed.Lives will be lost.Brought to their knees is this end of the HorsemenOr will they ride from hell once again?

    Being a member of, Tarnished Souls MC, is a great way to make sure people obey his orders. No one is brave enough to ignore the sergeant at arms, unless your Mia. Mia is an outspoken, opinionated, firecracker that can explode without warning. The motorcycle club may have saved her and her, newly established, sisters from human traffickers, but that doesn’t mean she owes them anything. Going from one prison to another is not something she is willing to be thankful for. Can Mia find a way to escape and keep her three sisters alive in the process? Or will Torch end up setting her body aflame with his possessiveness and demanding ways? WARNING: THIS BOOK CONTAINS SCENES THAT ARE NOT SUITED FOR ANYONE UNDER THE AGE OF 18. THERE IS STRONG LANGUAGE AND SEXUAL CONTENT. IF YOU DO NOT LIKE TO READ ABOUT STRONG MALE TYPES PLEASE DO NOT READ THIS BOOK.

    Naive. And completely clueless. Mary is everything I shouldn't want. I like them fun, crazy, ready & willing. She’s pure, innocent, and fears us all. But there's something there, Something brewing... We all know the truth, A secret that could destroy her, A fact that she's got a damn right to know. But when she does, The sweet little thing just might be ready for a crazy ride, A ride with me, on the wild side a life, A ride that will damn near start an all-out war, Anarchy all over again.

    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.

     Making the Cut Gwen Alexandra does not need a man in her life. Especially not a man who looks like Chris Hemsworth and Joe Manganiello's love child. One wearing leather, riding a Harley, and covered in tattoos. Gwen can bet every pair of her Manolo's that Cade Fletcher is trouble. From the moment she meets him, the attraction sizzles between them. Gwen has a problem when it comes to attractive men in motorcycle clubs. The last one she got involved with almost killed her. She tries to keep away from him, to ignore the attraction between them. But the biker has other ideas, soon she is in way over her head, and her heart, and her life are in danger once again. Firestorm Amy Abrams doesn’t do love. Nor does she do emotional attachments, unless you count the connection she has with designer handbags. She grew up in an Upper East Side penthouse, which had about as much affection within its tastefully decorated walls as Castle Dracula. Her family is the precise reason why she points her red-soled heels firmly in the opposite direction of that dreaded four-letter word. Then it happens. Love. It comes right out of the blue and knocks her off her six-inch heels. She learns that love comes with pesky side effects such as heartbreak, which seriously messes with the complexion. Amy promises herself that she’ll never open herself to that horrible feeling again. She doesn’t count on an infuriating, albeit drool-worthy biker to roar into her life and ruin the plans she had of locking up her heart. She keeps her distance, wary of the sinfully sexy biker whose tattoos should read: Warning - dangerous alpha male, will screw up your life. Out of the Ashes Living a life in darkness causes the soul to char to ash. Battling demons by turning himself into a monster is the only way he can survive...the only way he can keep a grip on sanity. That grip is precarious at best, every day is a silent battle with demons that threaten to yank him into the truest form of darkness, the abyss he’ll never escape. Then it happens. Light shines through the cracks. Beyond the Horizon Life is counted in tiny breaths, ones that measure the length of your existence. Life stole the ability to make those breaths easy when Lily was nine years old. Turned her quiet. Made her curl into herself, and shut out a world that threatened to bury her under its weight. The end of her world is what brings him back—her biker. His chocolate eyes pierce her soul while his club tempts her with a life that she didn’t know she could ever have. Especially not when she was clutching the tattered remains of her existence, and with a weight bearing down on her which makes her unfit for the role of Old Lady. Asher changes that. He wants to set about repairing it, repairing her and her broken world. The problem is, even his strong shoulders can’t carry the burden of her sorrow.

    I’m living in my car because I don’t want to waste money on a motel. Most of the towns I’ve been in are only a place to crash for a few days and make some money before moving on. It all changes when one girl decides to befriend me. Now, I’m living in Smokey’s apartment while he stays at the clubhouse for the most part. Still, I’m klutzy as hell and that’s the one thing I can’t do anything about. Have you ever spilled several plates of food on a biker? I have. It’s not fun and I’m scared to death every time people sit in my section.Things change when I find out my cousin is living in the same town. Now, I have a reason to stay in Shadowville. I take her in and raise her as my own. Then, a little boy absolutely captures my attention, and he needs someone to love on him and take him in too. That’s when everything changes. Again.SmokeyI don’t want an ol’ lady or children. My only focus is the club and what we’re doing. However, I can’t stop myself from helping Jasmine. There’s a pull between us and I have no problem exploring it. As long as she understands it will never lead to anything important between us. Nothing is ever long-term with any woman who spends time in my bed.When kids become involved, I can’t handle it. There is no way in hell I want to be in the same home as Jasmine and the kids. My past rears it’s ugly head and I make the worst decision of my life. One I might not be able to come back from. No matter what happens, it’s not just between Jasmine and me. There are other people to consider, and I’ve never had to do that before.

     Each book in the Grim Bastards MC series includes an HEA and can be read as a standalone. They all include sexual situations and graphic violence. Not suitable for readers under 18.

    My entire life had been one endless beating, and I’d reached breaking point. I was done. Until a letter gave me the strength I’d been missing. Those precious words gave me enough courage to dust myself off, to try one more time. In that moment, I realized something. I wasn’t done. Not even close. And I had an entire family I didn’t even know existed standing at my back. Irish You know you’ve hit rock bottom when putting powder up your nose is the only way to make it through the day. My life took a wrong turn, so I poisoned my body in an attempt to escape. I was done. Until I found salvation on the back of a bike. With nothing but the open road and the wind in my face, I found the courage to live. In that moment, I realized something. I wasn’t done. Not even close. And my family might not be blood, but they were standing at my back.