Tall, Dark, and Handsome takes pity on me,I’m helpless not to become his prey.What are men like him made of?Everything that should make me run.Yet, before my life no longer belongs to me,I want to enjoy the ride.I can only pray my heart will be intact when it’s over.HimI’ve got one mission.To have the man that fathered me, King Me as his.I deserve the billions as much as my legitimate brothers do.But I’m thrown off that pursuit by a pint-sized woman who saves lives as a career.By contrast, my job during many combat missions has been to take them.We are too different.Yet, she’s a beautiful distraction I can't seem to give up.I’ve made the mistake of falling in love before.I won’t do it again.So when I’m forced to choose between becoming a King and saving her life—The choice is simple.

    He consumes my very breath and melts my delicate little panties. From the moment he set eyes on me, he decided I was his. No one – not even my brother, Nix – was going to tell him otherwise. It doesn’t matter that Nix is President of the Kings MC Club. Jake wants what he wants, and he’ll set out to get it, whatever the cost.Jake may be an arrogant asshole, but there’s no denying the hold he has over me. His fierce, carnal need to make me his, and his alone, is a snare I can’t escape. And truth be told, I don’t want to. But when my life becomes threatened, Jake Castle is the only man my brother trusts to protect me. He knows Jake will do anything to keep me safe.Anything.

    

     Abandoned at birth, Rebel has been raised by the men of Hellion MC. Happy and successful, living the life she’s chosen outside of the MC, everything changes when her mother surfaces on her 30th birthday, desperate to forge a relationship with her daughter. All is not is as it seems. Duplicity and betrayal threaten not only everything she holds dear, but her very existence. Forced to decide between the mother she’s always wanted and her MC family almost destroys her. Who will she choose, and who will she lose?

    Pearl:The only thing I ever wanted in this life was to be an artist.No matter how rough my childhood was, I knew tattooing would be my salvation.Trying to succeed in my father’s shadow was too much for me to handle, so I took off for the city the first chance I got.I didn’t realize until it was too late that there was a reason he wanted to hide me behind him.Now he’s dead, the shop I grew up in is in shambles, and the only person who can save me from his past is Driller.He says he’s going to claim me.He wants to make me his.But which would he rather keep? Me… or the secrets of the Dead Ringers MC.Driller:My club is in shambles.My family is divided.My brothers are growing restless, and I’m sick of the lies.Dead Ringers born and bred, it’s my time to take matters into my own hands and get the MC back on track.Pearl is a nice distraction.I’ll do whatever it takes to keep her safe and avenge her father’s death.To claim her as mine.But will a man like me dull her shine?Driller is a steamy standalone novel in the Dead Ringers MC world.

    I expected them to ride on past us, but when they slowed and pulled up behind Pops’ truck I straightened nervously. They weren’t just weekend bikers, I could tell that immediately by the way they were dressed and the air of danger that they exuded. The six men belonged to an honest to goodness motorcycle club, and their worn, leather cuts were decked out in colorful patches and name tags.They looked serious, and mean as hell. As I watched them climb off their large bikes and slowly approach us, I added big and handsome to their description. I glanced at Pops, looking for a sign that he knew these bikers. If he didn’t, I was going back to my car to retrieve my baseball bat out of the back seat. He just smiled and gave me a wink.What was I worried about, anyway? We were on a busy public highway. I took a deep breath, smiled, and said in my usual, cheery tone, “Hi, boys.”I couldn’t tell where their eyes were focused, since they were all wearing dark sunglasses. The man who appeared to be the leader, the hunk wearing the president’s patch, came to a stop a couple of feet away from us. I began to feel self-conscious of my clinging, wet clothes, especially when I felt my nipples turn hard against my thin tee. I crossed my arms, but the quirk of the man’s lips told me that it hadn’t been fast enough.Jerk!“You pickin’ up strays now, Pops?”Ohmygod! The deep, gravelly tone of his voice was sexy as hell, and it did something quirky to my core. The man wasn’t too bad on the eyes, either. He was taller than most, his sun-tanned skin pulled taut over his super hot muscles. He oozed dominance, and the clunky silver rings on his fingers screamed that they were his backup.“’Bout damn time you got here,” Pops grumbled, pushing away from his truck. “And be nice to cutie, here, she stopped to help, and fed me, too.”“Cutie?”Now I knew that his eyes were full on me, and I could tell by the tilt of his head that he was looking me up and down, as if he had the right to. I didn’t like his intimidation tactics, even if his presence was having an unexpected affect on my lady bits, something I’m sure he was accustomed to when it came to the opposite sex. The devil in me prompted me to lower my arms and slap my hands on my curvy hips in a move that I knew was challenging. A big mistake, I knew, when his sexy mouth turned up at both corners.“Looks like a drowned rat to me.” The bikers behind him laughed.“Flattery will get you nowhere,” I responded sarcastically, meeting what I thought were his eyes. I turned my attention back to Pops, putting my hand on his thin shoulder. “Now that your boy is here, I’ll be on my way. It was nice meeting you.” I glanced back at the group of bikers. “Goodbye, boys.” I gave them a wave, eager to be on my way.“Baby--” The sound of his growly voice made me stop in my tracks to look back at him. “You call me a boy again, and I’ll be only too happy to show you that I’m a man.”

    He lives and breathes his club and fighting - in or outside of the cage. But that all means nothing when Sara walks into his gym for a self-defense class he's teaching. Wither her, he feels at peace, which isn't something he's ever felt before.Sara was always a doormat and a pushover. But after years of being abused, both physically and emotionally, she decides to leave her boyfriend. In order to do that though, she has to leave what few friends she still has, her job and her apartment behind. She flees from New York to California, hoping that it is far enough away he won't find her.They meet when they never expected it. But when they are together, they feel things they have never felt before. Can they survive when Sara's past clouds their present? Can Sara get over Toby's hard exterior? Or will they only hurt each other beyond repair?It's time to decide if they will follow what fate has set out for them or if they will both be in for the fight of their lives; Fighting Destiny.

    He was her first love, her only love. She was what he needed, what he wanted.Insecurities, fear and misconceptions lead Lil's to make a heartbreaking decision to abandon that life and love behind, before it consumes and destroys her as it did her mother years earlier.But.. moving on isn't so easy when you are deeply connected to your past.When Lil's finds herself in a whirlwind of danger her knight in shining armor, er..., her badass biker on a Harley bails her out. But at what cost?Warning: This novella is intended for those 18+ of age and contains strong language, sexual content, adult situations and a shocking ending that is continued in book #2, A Lil' Less Lost.

    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?

    She’s a nun. Cloistered away from the world—desperate to keep her head down and obey all the rules. When they meet sparks fly. Loyalties are tested.Secrets are hidden. And forbidden fruit… just might be tasted.

    That’s a long time to go without talking to somebody, especially someone who was such a huge part of your life…A letter from my first kiss and my childhood everything…from prison.He may be nicknamed Saint, but this sweet, sexy biker most definitely has a wild streak. Hearing from him draws me right back into the Knights of Fury motorcycle club—the people I’ll always think of as family.He’s still the only man I’ve ever wanted.Each good, old-fashioned letter from my “prison pen pal” has my heart racing. Which is nothing compared to how I feel when Saint surprises me in person, as a free man.I was just a kid the last time we saw each other, but the connection between us now is anything but innocent.He’s the type of man who would do anything to protect his woman. And with my world crashing down around me, that’s exactly what I’m going to need.This book is approximately 67,000 words Please note: This book is part of the Knights of Fury MC series but can be read as a stand-alone. One-click with confidence. This title is part of the Carina Press Romance Promise : all the romance you’re looking for with an HEA/HFN. It’s a promise!

    

    Once, I lost everything. Failure seems to follow me around.I didn’t spot what a snake Snake was—he had planned a mutiny right under my nose. Yeah, he did well when he appointed me as his VP. I followed him blindly, never suspecting a thing.Now Snake is dead and I’m the prez. I still spend my days doubting myself, but I’ve got the whole MC depending on me. If I get it wrong, it won’t just be me who goes down. Then I meet her, a woman who needs me to keep her safe. I should warn her to stay far away, tell her I’m not a man she should lean on. I’m not a person to trust when I don’t have faith in myself. PatsyChoices, always choices. I thought I did right when I left everything behind to make a new life, choosing which of my two adult children now needed me the most. We should have been safe in our new life—nobody knew who we were. But we’ve been found. Luckily, before danger strikes, the Satan’s Devils ride up to our door. I’m no spring chicken. I’m not looking for a man in my life. But I need protection, I need help. It’s time to make a stand and not run anymore. There’s only one man I can depend on to keep us safe. The trouble is, he’s Lost.

    . . Hunter:My call-sign is GHOST. My roadname, too. I keep my head down, stay off the grid, fly under the radar. I’m the rough, gruff, good guy who does bad things for pay. JB is my most recent mistake. The MC babe is innocence wrapped up in a rockin’ body. Don’t get me wrong, she has a wicked side, too. She’s kickass in bed, when we make it that far. But she’s the ultimate wholesome good girl, and I don’t want to dirty her up. Hey, no one said life was all fun and games, right?JB:Good girl? I prefer to think of myself as a rebellious hellion. I live my life like I ride my bike: carefree, in your face, and full throttle. My soft side? Well, that’s reserved for my job. I’m not looking for love, and I certainly don’t need any relationship complications. Too bad complicated is the only way Hunter comes. He’s a quiet, deadly storm. He prowls. He hunts me. He wants me. He’s sexy, sinful . . . secretive. Hunter will turn my life inside out no thanks to his dangerous past about to come back and bite us both in the ass. Who’s gonna save us now?Warning: Graphic sex, graphic action, graphic language. Triple X caution.

    The Sons f*ck who, when, and where they want. They don't care who knows or who sees. Can you handle that?"Max Fisher is going to have to get up close and personal with a whole new scene in her very first undercover case for the FBI. She's smart, focused, and ready to put the Savage Sons Motorcycle Club in prison. The only problem? She has to work with a partner.Moses Hall, muscled, tattooed alpha male wants out of the Savage Sons MC, and he's agreed to work with the FBI for a chance at a new life, free of the drugs and destructive forces of the MC. But can he learn to trust Max with his life?LEATHER, HARLEYS, AND HOOKERSMax and Moses grow closer, and the sexual attraction between them is undeniable. They start building their case.....until they learn that all isn't as it seems, and there could be deadly consequences.