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?

    His days are numbered.My family let the Feral Steel MC down.It is my job to put us back together and make us stronger.My first job is to hunt down Stone and get retribution for everything he has torn apart.Callie, my ol' lady, is by my side, helping keep our family safe.I need to be strong and get rid of my weaknesses and be strong for my family and club.I am Devil, the President of the Feral Steel MC.Today is the Beginning of the Inevitable.The day I take control and send everyone to hell that tries to stand in my way.

    She's survived on her own for as long as she can remember, and no one will dictate the way she lives her life. With loss and pain dominating her memories, how can she put her faith in someone again?Having no one to depend on besides his club has hardened Brandon to the outside world—and it's exactly how he prefers it. The moment he lets people get close they always find a way to backstab him. There's no room for love in his world.Hadley and Brandon need a reason to let their walls down and let love in. Can two broken souls find a way to save each other?

    at Arms for the Royal Bastards NYC/Rotten Apple Chapter▪▪▪▪ I knew immediately Nixx’s tough girl game was an act—New Yorker with a rough edge and a decent size chip on her shoulder—I wasn’t buyin’ that mess at all. She has the eyes of a damn angel and lips that’d make the most religious man wanna lay down with Satan himself. She’d make the Bastards a lot of money. I’d make sure of that. Rattler thought he’d be the one to pull her in, but she was used to guys like him. She hadn’t been around one like me. My mama always said, “You get more flies with honey than you do with vinegar.” I’d be the honey until Nixx was grindin’ on and openin’ all those flies. Boy, did that girl shock the hell outta me. It was like takin’ candy from a baby. Until, she started to like her job too much. I told her she’d be a waitress. I swear on my mama it wasn’t a lie. She did waitress. Then she stripped, escorted, did webcams. Then I took her to L.A. to see what she was made of. That’s when I couldn’t take it anymore. She pushed my buttons too many times—smilin’ and teasin’ while she was with all them other dudes. I wasn’t supposed to fall for any of those girls. Turn ‘em out, keep ‘em high, and make ‘em work those little honey pots until they couldn’t stand—that was my job. Nixx’ s pot never broke or ran dry. For some reason it bugged the ever livin’ piss outta me. Ya know, Eve took the world down by makin’ Adam eat an apple. Either Nixx was the shiniest apple of the bunch or the most rotten apple of ‘em all. ▪▪▪▪Nicolette Barrett/Nixx Barrit▪▪▪▪ I’m Nixx Barrit—it should be Ni-XXX with three fat ‘X’s considering I’m a fancy hooker. Ya know—an escort. Whatever you wanna call it, I do what I do for the all mighty dollar. Cash is king and it all hits the palms of the most royal, rotten hands in the Big Apple. It started when FOCUS and Rattler walked into a diner where I worked. Next thing I knew I was a waitress in their place, The Mounds Bar, at least that’s what the Bastards said I’d be. What a joke! It took about a month, until I was crawlin' around on the middle of the stage. The girls tried to feed me meth and liquor but the biggest drug of all was FOCUS. If you piled all of them on a table they wouldn't compare to the high I got bein' around that psycho Irishman.

    They will regret ever having touched what I protect. These men have never come up against a Wraith, and I swear, this Wraith will be the last thing they see before they meet their miserable end.

    Especially after that article, I wrote about his MC club.But I’m out of options. I need his help.Kids are missing – my sister among them. Storm and the Slayers are my last hope.Storm agrees to help but demands I pretend to be his woman. But being too close to a smoking-hot tattooed biker with a body built for worship robs me of my willpower to resist himStorm is a mystery, a danger, and the protector I never knew I desired.I keep telling myself it’s all fake. Everything. His sultry gaze. His tender caress. His hungry kisses. And yet – Storm haunts me in my dreams.There is no one I trust more than him to confront the bad guys who took my sister. Storm will stop at nothing to save her and to keep me safe. Just for now, he promises.If it’s only temporary, how do I stop myself from becoming addicted? Could it be that some ties can’t be cut?Storm’s story is the first book in the "Dark Slayers MC” hot and alluring romance series featuring bikers who will remind you why you like the bad boys so much. They’re protective, rough, and running on pure diesel and adrenaline.Each book in the series is a standalone with a guaranteed happily ever after for the couple, though it is recommended to read them in order for maximum enjoyment.

     My stepfather turns out to be a rival drug dealer, and I'm pretty sure he killed my mom two years ago. I'm not supposed to fall in love with Chase. He's not supposed to know I even exist. But when he finds me, he can't let go. And when I find myself in his arms? I hold tight. I have to. Because if I don't, I might just die. * * * Read all three books in the Breaking Away series: Finding Allie Chasing Allie Keeping Allie With or without him.

    Sitting and crying about things has never been how she solved her problems, but this time she decides to do just that. A phone call interrupts her pity party and changes the course of her life forever. Loyal brother.Grease monkey mechanic.Vice President of the Heaven Hill Motorcycle Club. William Walker Jr., known as Liam to his club, needs a new recruit that is just naïve enough and desperate enough to do what he asks without question. When Denise Cunningham lands in his lap, he decides to hire her - not because he wants to, because he has to.Neither are comfortable in their new roles, but he needs help and she can’t stand to lose anything else.As bullets fly and a local Bowling Green, KY reporter works to bring the club down, Liam and Denise find themselves getting closer to one another. When the stakes get high and outside forces try to keep them away from each other, they have to decide if they really are meant to be.

    It was black or blacker. And I was the blackest of them all."Xavier "X" Blood only remembers the last few years of his life.Trained as an emotionless and deadly assassin, he goes through each day crossing out names on a never-ending list, not once asking why they deserve what he delivers. Death.Then one day, his programming starts to unravel and it's all because of her.Mercy Reid has a secret. A big one. The kind that will get her killed if it gets out.Looking to get lost, she runs from one hopeless situation and falls into the clutches of a monster. A monster that was programmed by the worst of the worst to kill without remorse. A man who is looking for her.When X is given his latest target, things become muddy. He knows his mark is right in front of his eyes, but he doesn't want to acknowledge it. He's literally losing his mind after all.Will he defy his programming and save the woman who has made him feel again?Or will he pull the trigger?

    But I didn’t care. I was doing it anyway.My father demanded I quit nursing school because women are only good for cleaning, cooking, and making babies. Instead, an hour later I walked into a biker-owned tattoo shop and walked out with a job. It didn’t exactly mesh with the good girl image my father insisted on, but I was going to do whatever it took to follow my dreams.The fact that the tattoo shop came with a never ending supply of eye candy in the way of hot muscular bikers was certainly a bonus. And Hawk was the sexiest of them all. When I was around him it was too easy to forget everything else, and why I even took this job to begin with.But I didn’t escape my father only to end up under the thumb of another overbearing man - even if that man was as irresistible as Hawk.HawkAs soon as Heidi walked into my life, I knew I would lay down my life for her.The fiery redhead had nerves of steal but was as innocent as freshly fallen snow. All I wanted to do was throw her over my shoulder, drag her off to my bed, and keep her there until she promised to be mine forever.But she was skittish from being raised by an overbearing father, and my firecracker was determined to do things on her own. I needed to show her that being my girl didn’t mean giving up her freedom. I just had to convince her to give me a chance.Book One of the Souls of Bedlam MC Series is a steamy romance novella featuring a sexy MC bad boy and the curvy redhead he wants to possess. It has no cheating and a happily ever after.

    Roxanne rolls onto Galveston Island with nothing to her name save her car and her rescued (read: stolen) pitbull, Zeus. Low and behold, the very first person she meets is perhaps the last person she should. A man desperate to keep his home...As the president of the Mischief Makers MC, Jinx is battling the Beachside Bangers and their cartel ties to keep his idyllic island safe. The last thing he needs is a woman who won't listen and her huge monster of a dog taking his time and attention. The battle of a lifetime... As these two find their way to each other, tragedy looms on the horizon, and the brothers of this MC and their allies are going to battle. Unfortunately, the good guys don't always win... Jinx is book one of the Mischief Makers MC by Flora Burgos and is a stand-alone romance.

    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.

    With a different woman in his bed every week and none of them able to tie him down, Jack couldn’t be happier with his life. Tina Harris likes to play dirty. A troubled youth since her days at foster care, Tina is a delinquent who’s seen her fair of trouble. Within days of violating her parole, she’s on the run from the police again. Wanted for armed robbery and multiple counts of grand theft auto, she needs a getaway ride--and fast. When a theft goes wrong, the two find themselves in an unexpected position. When she tries and fails to steal a vintage Harley Davidson from an unmarked warehouse, things seem to go from bad to worse. Instead of dealing out vigilante justice, Jack recruits the young crook for a high stakes heist where failure is not an option... The only thing is… he never expected Tina to steal something else from him—something he never thought she'd ever be able to steal.

    Sloan Prescott is done with bad boys and bad choices.  When she moves to Arizona, she's looking for a fresh start, far away from her drug dealing ex and all the complications that went with him.  She doesn't have the stomach for a life of uncertainty.  Flynn Davis is the President of the Thanatos Motorcycle Club one of the most feared and revered organizations in Arizona.  As such, he's used to getting what he wants from whoever he wants whenever he wants.  When Flynn and Sloan have a chance encounter in a coffee shop, sparks fly.  Sloan wants nothing to do with the arrogant man who screams trouble and reminds her of the past.  But Flynn loves nothing better than a challenge, and Sloan just threw down the gauntlet.

    On top of stealing her identity and ruining her credit, Stephie’s ex-boyfriend has shamed her in the most unexpected way. As a card dealer, she’s determined to make a fresh start in Biloxi where the tips are better and she can climb out from under her shame and debt. Running into her long-lost stepbrother and his sexy-as-sin best friend wasn’t in the cards, but that was her bum-luck rearing its ugly head. The last thing she wants is another man in her life.When it rains it pours, but lucky for Stephie, Har is there to save the day during the deluge. Staying with Har temporarily should be no problem, but they can’t deny their lust. The more Stephie distances herself, the more Har fights to keep her around. And he fights dirty.Michael “Har” Walcott’s motorcycle club is in turmoil. As president of the Riot MC Biloxi chapter, he’s determined to get his club out of the drug trade, but his brothers are resistant. The last thing he needs is a woman dividing his focus from his brothers and his club… which is precisely when he meets a spunky and seemingly familiar brunette.She’s familiar because Stephanie was once a stepsister to Har’s best friend Brute. Allowing her to distract him isn’t an option. But after her roof collapses, Har steps in to save the day. The more he learns about Stephie, the more he wants her to stay.He fights his attraction, but he can’t control his impulses.He hasn’t felt anything like this for a woman in years. It’ll be a cold day in hell before he lets it slip through his fingers again.