Donna McCown

I'm Lincoln Wade. Jaded genius, obscenely wealthy, capable of violence, and looking for revenge. Molly Masters might have delusions of grandeur. She might see me as some superman capable of cleaning up the scum, filth, and corruption in Cathedral City. But I'm not the hero she's looking for. I'm the dark alley where all her good intentions hide. So be careful what you wish for, Molly Masters. Because you're about to get it.

I ran. Escaped the man who wanted to hurt me. I got in my car and drove. No destination. No direction. No help. I hid in the one place I would never be found. Now in New York with no job, I didn’t know what to do. Then I met him. Jaxson Price. The enigmatic devil who wasn't only above the law, but played it like a puppet. He might be the answer to all my problems. Too bad he's asking for something in return for his help.... My heart.

The Boneyard Brotherhood Three Book Collection contains three hot novels about bad boy bikers and the women they fall for...hard. Each salacious novel follows an ex-military bad boy who is recruited into the Brotherhood and has to navigate the club as well as their feelings for their new loves.

I don't do relationships, I don't do drama, and I definitely don't do love. I'm not Prince Charming. I'm the VP of the Disciples, and the club is my family. The last thing I need is a violet-eyed enchantress who smells like candy and has some sort of voodoo chemistry that's messing with my mind. She needs to go. She's a distraction...a weakness I can't have. Men like me fall in lust, not love. So why is she still here?

When werewolf Eli Drake is banished from his pack, he leaves a devastated and heartbroken Carla Reyes behind. Three torturous years later, she tracks him down to a hole-in-the-wall Texas bar - the pack is in trouble, and war is on the horizon. Carla needs Eli's help but wants nothing more to do with him - even though he's as ruthless, domineering, and sexy as ever.... Eli hasn't forgotten Carla. And the partial bite he gave her their last night together has had him lying awake nights imagining her sumptuous curves and supple lips.

There was nothing simple about what Brody Carter had to do.... With any other woman, it would be. But not with Michaela Doucet. He barely knew the provocative Cajun, but already her beautiful face haunted his dreams. True, women like Michaela never took an interest in guys like him - ones who were scared and bitter enough not to care what the world thought about them. But that had no bearing now that he had to protect Michaela from the Lycans who wanted her dead.