Family. Career. A future. Until a couple of bikers took it brutally away from me. They scarred me both inside and out, killing the man I once was. Jared Koynakov is dead and Koyn rose from the ashes. Ten years later, I live by a code that is shaped by hate, anger, and revenge. As prez, I’ve built a brotherhood of men who share the same thirst for vengeance and are loyal until the end. Together, we will find those bastards and end them. Every last one of them. All it takes is one slip, and I almost have them in my grasp. Until a pretty pageant girl, who looks far too much like my daughter, steps into the fray causing the ultimate distraction. I must choose between my revenge and being her savior. I’m one helluva biker with a taste for torture, but I’m an even better daddy...

    With her straight talk, toned figure, and military training, she can disarm a man in more ways than one. But the mission she's on will shake up Cutter's world. Hope's lost her younger sister, but she hasn't lost her namesake. It's been almost two years since Faith vanished, but Hope hasn't given up the search. She'll either find her sister or some answers. Can Cutter keep his club out of trouble and help the siren in his bar on her mission? One can only hope...

    My cut. The club. Three things I love most in life. But, my club brother, Magnus is f*cking dead. And he left behind his legacy. A daughter he'd been searching for. I found her. For him. What I don't expect is to keep her. For me. Holy F*ck. Beautiful is an understatement. Raven hair, firm round ass, and an attitude to rival any f*ck head in my club. Talon's arrival in Brently brings up the question everyone has been silently mulling over for months. Was Magnus' death a set up? And who's to f*cking blame? We never expect the answers lay within our club. Betrayal among the brothers is heavy and no one can be trusted. The ride ahead will be LONG and HARD, but know I have to protect Talon. To keep her safe. Then I will claim her. Make her f*cking mine. If you love dirty-talking heroes who love their MC as much as their women, one-click this insta love novella now. Mick is a standalone MC Romance. No cliffhangers, just kindle-melting happily ever afters!

    Just when it seems her nightmare fate is sealed, a beautiful savior appears, the Vice President of the rival Prairie Devils MC. With her new protectors, Rachel faces a whole new life she never could've imagined...Jack "Throttle" Shields never wanted an old lady. One look at the beautiful angel cowering in his enemy's clutches changes all that. Starting a war with the Raging Skulls MC to haul Rachel onto his bike and into his bed is just the beginning.When Jack stakes a claim, he goes all in. War with the Skulls and a sinister Mayor is just the price of making Rachel his, and only his. But love invites blood and tragedy in an outlaw's life.Just when it's looking up for his MC and his new woman, a savage attack blows the lid off everything. Revenge possessed Jack makes Rachel take a hard look at how far she's willing to go to surrender her heart.Will she weather an outlaw's storm, or will the nightmare return - this time for good?Note: this is a dark and gritty MC romance with language, violence, and love scenes as hard and raw as they come. Forbidden love is never easy!Word count: 50,000+ word (226 print pages) motorcycle club romance novel.

    She's spent her life skating by on her wits and pure determination. When she lands in a situation, she can’t haggle her way out of, she’s forced to rely on another brother for help. Club enforcer Gage “Wizard” Carmody has done his job too well over the years. Icy and numb on the inside, he walks around in a prison of his own making. When the bright green-eyed girl he helped raise winds up unclaimed and in need of protection he steps in seeking redemption. In a life where destruction lurks just around the corner, they discover something with the potential to bring healing and happiness.But when you live in Chaos nothing goes as planned.

    Club. Family.They live and ride by their own rules.These are the Raven Riders . . .Raven Riders Motorcycle Club President Dare Kenyon rides hard and values loyalty above all else. He’ll do anything to protect the brotherhood of bikers—the only family he’s got—as well as those who can’t defend themselves. So when mistrustful Haven Randall lands on the club’s doorstep scared that she’s being hunted, Dare takes her in, swears to keep her safe, and pushes to learn the secrets overshadowing her pretty smile.Haven fled from years of abuse at the hands of her criminal father and is suspicious of any man’s promises, including those of the darkly sexy and overwhelmingly intense Ravens’ leader. But as the powerful attraction between them flares to life, Dare pushes her boundaries and tempts her to want things she never thought she could.The past never dies without a fight, but Dare Kenyon’s never backed down before . . .

    When she learns her reckless stepbrother lost the car as collateral to Houston's most feared loan shark, she fights the urge to throttle him and vows to do whatever it takes to get the car back.Mechanic and mob enforcer Ben Beciraj can't believe his eyes when Houston socialite Aston McNeil storms into his chop shop and demands the return of the car he's just repossessed. He counters with a deal he never expects the fiery blonde heiress to accept—one week at his beck and call for the keys to her late father's favorite toy.But Ben's plans to have a little fun with a girl way out of his league are shot to hell after one taste of sweet, beguiling Aston. When her stepbrother's shady dealings are revealed, Ben will do anything to protect her from the seedy underworld he inhabits—even if it means crossing the only family he's ever known.

    A modern day biker romance. Addison has had a hard life. Her mother is useless, and her father hasn't been in her life for years. When her mother dies, she's left with no money and an angry man after her. She goes to the only person she knows can take care of her right now - her father. She knows her father is the President of an MC club, but she doesn't quite realize just how much she will come to rely on that club. Cade is everything she knows she should stay away from, and yet she can't seem to keep herself from wanting him. He's the club VP, gorgeous, rugged, charming and he makes her feel again. She should be running, she should be escaping the demons of her past, but instead she finds herself falling for the gorgeous biker. Come on this whirlwind romance with two broken people, who figure out how to put each other back together.

    Her wild blonde hair was half-up, half-down, and with a huff she brushed it out of her face and eyes, which were shooting daggers of blue lightning up at us. When my gaze returned to hers, she had enough fury in her eyes to damn me to hell and back. If she recognized me she didn’t show it.I shouldn’t have, but I smiled.She got to her feet on her own steam and headed straight for Chicken. “You dumb shit! I couldn't breathe!” It was clear that she was going to hit him, which just wouldn’t do. No one hit a brother, even a prospect, and got away with it. Chicken actually took a step back, producing laughter from Wizard and Tank. It was clear her attack had caught him by surprise. “You could have killed me!”Just as she raised her hands to hit him I stepped forward and wrapped an arm around her waist hauling her off her feet and back against me. I immediately noticed the difference between her and the skinny whores that hung around club. Thicker waist, curvier hips, and right now her fleshy ass was rubbing against me, and any time I had something this sweet against my dick I got hard.“Who the hell is in charge here?” she snapped, digging her nails into my arm and struggling wildly, obviously too angry to appreciate her situation. “Kidnapping is against the law, you jerks!” She tried to pull my arm from around her waist, throwing her head back with purpose.She wasn’t scared, just mad as hell.Her attempt to head-butt me produced a chuckle from the guys. I was six-foot-six and her head barely reached my chest. There was nothing she could do to hurt me physically, but that didn’t matter. Just the fact that she was trying to hurt me was cause for immediate action. As the president of the club I had a reputation to protect. My crew might be amused at what was happening, but they still expected me to put her in her place and show her who was boss. As she continued to wiggle against me, the clip holding her hair popped open, releasing long, wild hair.The kind of hair a man could grab a hold of when pounding into her from behind.Fuck me. Not a vision that I wanted right then.“Let me go, asshole!”I had a feeling that her hysterical command was the result of my hard cock. Unless she was dead from the waist down, she had to feel it against her ass. I was harder than a steel rod from her movements, and I’d always liked a woman that looked like a woman, with curves I could sink myself into. Another thing affecting my libido was the way she smelled, clean and fresh. I was used to the smell of cigarettes, booze, and sex on the whores that I slept with.“Take your filthy hands off me!”That did it. She needed to be taught a fucking lesson. There was an old, broken down jeep nearby and I threw her up against it, pushing her there with my body. Ignoring her gasp of pain, I fisted a hand in her long hair and jerked her head back roughly, enough so that our eyes could meet.“Give me anymore trouble and I’ll show you how filthy I can get.

    Intended for 18+. May contain Triggers.*** I was raised by the Devil himself. Formed into a man who was unreachable. I went from the boy with bruises to the man with a trigger. Killing is the only thing that calms the itch. The demons inside were a constant battle… …until she changed everything. Problem is when you spend most of your time in the dark, is it smart to step into the light?