Wanting to get away from the motorcycle club life she'd been born into, she left without a backward glance. But four years later, after failing to make a name for herself and getting mixed up with the wrong crowd, her grandfather passes away, and she decides to return to her roots. What she doesn't expect is to get involved with Ford Lawson, her father's biggest rival and president of the Suicide Kings MC. Sixteen years older, he is everything Dixyn swore she didn't want; outlaw biker, cocky as hell, with a way of getting under her skin. He pushes all her buttons, but for some reason, she can't get enough of him. They both know what they're doing is wrong, but neither are able to stop, caught up in the rush of their forbidden romance. But when Dixyn's troubled past catches up to her, their relationship is the least of their worries. Suitable for readers over 18 due to adult content.

    A girl who dreamed of sunsets and roller skates. Until my grandparents died. Then I found myself alone in the world. One bad thing after another seemed to find me but I dealt. I dealt because a man with a black leather jacket and ink from head to toe told me how to survive this world. He told me sometimes you have to get mean. And so, I embraced my mean. I hated it at first but as time went on being mean became second nature.I rule my world, staying ahead, never stopping. You won’t find anyone like me. I’m Jesse Miller and I’m one of a kind.I’m fine on my own.Fine.Perfect.Good.Until, I’m not.DirkWhen I found Jesse at ten years old she was cute as a button and sweet as a jar of honey. I gave her a bit of advice to survive this world. I hated to be cynical, but she was in the foster care system. She needed to learn a little mean, otherwise she would be eaten alive.Now, I’ve found her again and believe me, Jesse Miller isn’t a little girl anymore. Seems she took my advice to heart. I may have created a monster. She’s a dark-haired vixen with a wicked mind and sharp tongue. Jesse is very, very enticing.She thinks she can do it on her own.She doesn’t have to.She has a family.A tribe.Me.She has me.Sugar and Skulls is a stand-alone novel. It is a dark romance, but I promise it does have a HEA. There is no cheating in this novel. It does contain dark content, including, but not limited to profanity, sexual abuse, and violence. It could possibly have triggers for some individuals.

    Ever Especially not when you're the daughter of the president of another club. And definitely not when that debt brings you to the attention of his club's enemies. And ending up in his bed? Absolutely not part of the plan. Hawk His club's enemies were becoming bolder. And his patience was virtually non-existant. Taking a fierce cage fighter as his old lady wasn't what he'd had in mind when he manipulated her repayment of the debt she owed his club. Now he was in too deep and was never letting her go. Taking her as his old lady was the easy part. Keeping her as his old lady was going to be to hard part. Especially when his enemies were focused on taking her and his club away from him.

    Her past causes drama for my club.  They don't agree with what I'm about to do but I need her. More than I thought I did.  And I refuse to let her go.

    A club whose ties ran thicker than blood, murkier than the dirt and grime that tainted my soul. Stronger than the bonds that connected me to my own family.A band of brothers, where loyalty was kept and paid in a currency of blood.When I was twenty-seven, I betrayed that brotherhood.I’ve spent every day since running, avoiding paying back that debt.My name is Daniel Johnson. I have betrayed everyone I ever loved. And I’ll betray her too.This is my story—if you’re screwed up enough to want to read it.Warning: Kick contains graphic violence, profanity, drug use, and explicit sexual situations of a taboo nature. Intended for an 18+ audience only. Not intended for pussies.

    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.

    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.

    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.

    For the better that is…I had a secret and I was finally going to tell the boy of my dreams, the love of my life, soul mate and boyfriend of the last four years. I wasn't prepared for what actually happened…I didn't expect to lose my boyfriend and best friend in one night…. Things weren't supposed to end this way. My heart was ripped out, split in two and stomped on for all to see. I was humiliated and betrayed.How deep can the knife of betrayal cut before it’s too late to wrench it out and let the forgiveness heal?Is forgiveness even possible when you’ve been hurt in the worst possible way? Can a soul so broken and ruined ever be restored? How am I supposed to heal from this when I have a reminder of the beautiful man whom broke me looking up to me every day?****Harley is the product of a one night stand. Her mother being an all-out train-wreck and her father the President of a notorious Motorcycle Club. She lives with her mother in a run-down apartment near the strip club she works for, her father lives a few hours away. To say she’s had a rough childhood is an understatement. Her life is the complete opposite to the luxury Caleb was brought up with. He is wealthy but never looks down at Harley since he is completely and utterly in love with her.Harley has just graduated from High School, it’s their fourth year anniversary and tonight she has a secret to tell him before they head out to college and move into their new apartment together. They've been best friends since they met in Kindergarten and haven’t let anyone come between them despite being complete opposites. Caleb is the typical jock and Harley, his dorky sidekick.What happens when Harley is betrayed...by none other than Caleb? What happens when Harley's secret is revealed? She runs to her father, now she has to learn to adapt to the Motorcycle Club life that her father leads. She has a long road ahead of her, surrounded by possessive bikers with dirty mouths and beautiful tattoo clad bodies she’s forced to understand the place of a woman in this club, even when she doesn't agree. Will Harley be able to resist Raven, the soon to be Vice President of the Club, when she captures his attention?***AUTHORS NOTE: There is a cliffhanger so be warned ;)

    . . until a feisty little firecracker comes crashing into our compound with the body of a goddess and drowning in trouble.Nova needs help, but nothing comes for free. I agree to rescue her sister from a rival club, but only if she gives her body to me exclusively. The longer she's here, the more I fall for her, but pleasure with Nova comes with jealousy, secrets, and betrayal.I can't stop the burn in my soul for this woman, though, and between the bastards brutalizing the kids in my town, and our enemies determined to take her from me, I'm almost certain Nova will do more than burn me—this time, I may get scorched.Too bad no one realizes I'd walk through Hellfire to keep Nova at my side and in my bed. She's mine, and I'll unleash my darkest demons to make sure she stays that way.

    I fought through life with my scarred soul, wrangled through the dark empty nights where I’d pray I didn’t wake up the next morning. I would shut my eyes and mentally take myself to my happy place.Red rosesThe sound of waves crashing on the sand under my feet. The final time the cold blade pushed up against my thigh, and I waited for my blood to trickle over the other One hundred and thirty-six scars that covered my skin— never came. Who was this man who just saved me? He had no idea how close I came to ending myself that day. I was ready to blow my brains all over the bedroom walls and I had a nine sitting under my pillow to prove it.BeastSome people have families, I had engineered human killing machines surrounding me my whole life. I’d been a part of this unit since I was a baby, raised in a community that was shut off from the real world. A community where we were nothing but empty vessels, until Hella (my best friend) and I escaped. Hella took us to a girl who was in foster care with him before he was summoned into The Army. After finding out yet another complication in my life, I needed space. I booked in to a run down apartment, ready to clear my head. Only my head didn’t clear, because I was haunted every night from the screams that would vibrate through my walls.This is not a story of a perfect man coming in to save the day. This is a story of what happens when fate interferes and two completely broken souls collide.

    Not that my parents want to hear it.Every three years, the young eligible men and women in my community gather in Citrine Cove to party, flirt, and leave the island with a fiancé on their arm.Falling in love optional.The last thing I want is to participate in this sham. Especially not alongside the boy who tricked me. The boy who dumped me. And the boy who tortured me.Love is not in the cards for me, but so much of my life is out of my control. Why should this be any different?Preston, Nathan, and Carter are breaking down my walls. Breaking my rules. Making the girl who hates fairy tales believe in a happily ever after. Every day with them they drag me deeper into their depths, singing that siren song I can’t resist.Unfortunately, my life belongs to only one man……and he’ll kill to keep it that way.

     Years spent as a daughter in the Dominion MC left me washed up and struggling to breathe. Life was never flowers and sunshine. It was gravel and dust, the trails of dirt left behind when the brothers tore out, floating up from the ground to hover in front of an angry, red sun. I could never have imagined that a life sitting at rock bottom could get any worse, but it did. Life is funny like that. Just when you think things can’t get any more bleak, a shade is drawn leaving you staggering and blind – lost in a world of heartache and sorrow. I met J.D. Brooks on the road and he swept me off my feet. Literally. But not in the way you might think. He was both an angel and a demon. He was the most vicious storm that ever darkened my life. He was also my salvation. Stripped from the hands that always held me back, I was released into a nightmare that would threaten everything I thought I knew about the crap hand I’d been dealt. I thought I could never hate a man more than the one who stole me from the life I’d known. And in our time together, he would teach me one important lesson: That in the end, it doesn’t matter how our paths intersect, because when it comes down to the basic truth of our lives... ...we’re all stuck traveling down hard roads *Disclaimer - The book is not recommended to readers sensitive to graphic depictions of violence. This book is not suitable for persons under 18 years of age.*

    I do what I’m told, no matter how grizzly, how dangerous, how inhumane. And I live for it. I like hurting people, teaching them a lesson they couldn’t possibly forget. But even I have my limits. I don’t hurt women, children, or animals. In fact, if I catch you crossing that line, I’ll make you pay… with your life. So when another local MC reaches out to us for help with a traffic problem, I jump on it. The problem is, I don’t realize exactly who I’ll be working with until I come face to face with her. Yeah, that’s right, her. It doesn’t take me long to realize why they call her Looney Tunes, and I kinda love the fact that there’s a female version of me out there. And I’m willing to burn down her walls to prove we’re two sides to the same coin.Luna…Looney Tunes. That’s what they call me. And I’ve earned the nickname. I embrace it, embody it, revel in it. Some would say I have a screw loose, but I don’t care. I’m the President of the Devil’s Handmaidens MC: Oregon Chapter and my ability to handle the more unsavory side of life makes me good at what I do. So when I have to enlist the help of another MC, I don’t like it. Not even when their Enforcer stirs up fantasies I’ve worked hard to ignore. I don’t do relationships, or even one night stands. They’re too much trouble, too distracting. And it’s never been a problem for me… until him. Can I let him in enough to get the job done without compromising a life system that works for me? I don’t know, but I’m sure as hell going to try.

    They grew up together as the closest of friends... and then more. When Sara Nolan and Jaxon Barlow decided to be together, their relationship as a young couple was consumed by a love that was both passionate and beautiful. Sara had it all when it came to a boyfriend: romance, trust, and a protector of all things bad. Jaxon had given her his bleeding heart for the keeping. The last thing Sara expected was to ruin it all. Falling into a darkness that turned her loving relationship into a chaos of deceit and violence, she walked away from the pain she was inflicting on the man she loved, never seeking to return again. But when Sara is forced to return to her hometown, she didn't anticipate for Jaxon to be there. Nor does she anticipate the change in him; a change so harsh and callous, he is a stranger with a dangerous agenda of his own. Ignited by her past feelings and the reminder of the guilt she carries in her heart, Sara attempts to avoid Jaxon at all costs… only to find herself trying to pull him out of the same darkness she was once in