She’s all mine—if I can kill her father. I’m not the pushover anymore. Once the “little brother” of the club, I am my own man. I’ve got men under my control, and I’m not afraid to use them. I’m ready to fight back and end the bloodshed forever. I’m willing to die for victory. I’m willing to die to destroy my enemies. But then I meet her. The woman who gives me a reason not to be a martyr. The woman who gives me a reason to see life beyond the final battle. She's beautiful. She's smart. She's perfect. The problem isn't who she is. It's who her father is. The man ...

She’s the worst person for me. And I can’t get enough of her. Life nearly broke me a year ago. My father died. My brother killed my girlfriend. And my club almost fell apart. By the skin of our teeth, I’m hanging on. But I know I will never meet anyone like my last woman. Her beauty, her smile, her joy… it will never return. And then her best friend showed up. I have every reason to hate her. She works for the DA. She wants me arrested. But the fire in her eyes… the spark in her soul… the flame in her heart… I can’t get enough of it. And I’m going to have it. I don’t ...

She's tempting, irresistible, and quite possibly the literal death of me. And I cannot resist. Hannah Jett. Sister of Mason Jett, the club's Sergeant-at-Arms, the most dangerous biker in the club. He watches over her like a hawk, promising to kill anyone who so much as touches her, let alone sleeps with her. When I first knew Hannah, she was shy, innocent, and timid. But in the years since I've seen her, she's grown into something else now. Fierce. Powerful. Hot as hell. And I must have her. I do not care what the consequences are. I do not care what the fallout must be. I only care about ...

She’s perfect for me. Which means she’ll probably end up dead. I'm the pretty face of the Black Reapers. I'm the poster boy. I'm the guy shown to the public, the charmer, the seducer. I’m also a man responsible for the deaths of many. I enlisted in the military to fight evil. Instead, I witnessed too much of it. It broke my soul and destroyed my first marriage. The Black Reapers has given me a second chance at brotherhood, but I can’t trust myself with love. I can fight, I can protect, and I can kill, but I can’t be open. I can’t love. And then I met her. Fierce. Unyielding. ...

I must have her. If not, I will destroy what little in my world remains. I watched my father get murdered in cold blood by my “friends.” He was my only parent; I was his only child. He was everything to me. I was once named after him, but no more. Now, I am Phoenix. I am reborn with a fiery vengeance, set to burn the world down. The Black Reapers cannot stop me. The Fallen Saints cannot stop me. I cannot stop myself. But someone can. Her. She is the light that fills the void my father left. She is the hope in a hopeless world. She is the only soul that can prevent me from destroying ...

I don't know why she's reaching out to me. She knows I hate her. It's been years since I last spoke to Rose Wright. And as far as I'm concerned, I'd like to keep it that way. She was a nightmare. Rose could cut me down like no one ever could. By the end of our relationship, both of us were trying to pierce the other's soul with our words, to leave them bleeding out. And the sickest part of it all? The only reason we really broke up was because she moved away for school. It wasn’t like I grew a pair and dumped her. Only the good—yes, good—fortune of distance broke us apart. I swore I ...

I've seen my father and friend fall in love. I won't make the same mistake. There's a war coming, and we are not prepared. I've told everyone in the club that we need to change things up. No one's listening. And why would they? My father is president. I'm just the vice president. For that reason, I'm focusing on what I can control. My preparation. My club. My focus. Not falling in love. But then Leigh shows up. She's a party girl. She's a wild one. She's the type that's easy to love for a night, ignore thereafter. But funny thing, that. Leigh isn't disappearing so easily. I can't get her ...

I've waited over a year for a second chance. I won't wait another day to have her. Justine Elks is the most exotic, intelligent, and beautiful woman I've ever seen. She also swears she'll never date a Black Reaper ever again. She got burned badly the last time she wound up with one of us. It wasn't my fault, but I'm paying the price for it. But that won't stop me. I see the look in her eye. I see the smile she tries to hide when she sees me. I feel her lust, her passion, her arousal for me. And after waiting as long as I have for this chance? I don't care what she says about never dating a ...

Sarah has loved Tommy for years, but he only sees her like a sister, until . . . ♥♥♥ Tommy is super easy-going as a fun-loving Sport’s teacher in Clear Creek County. But when a co-worker asks him to set up a date with his best friend, Sarah, Tommy becomes more than a little over protective. And what are those weird feelings he's having toward Sarah? It couldn't be jealousy? ♥♥♥ Sarah’s dream is to save enough money so she doesn’t need to depend on her parents for her equine therapy business. That way she wouldn’t be under her father’s eagle eye when it came to her ...

She’s my best friend’s ex—and I must have her. There’s nothing in our town for men like me. The Bandits terrorize the residents. The sheriff looks the other way with bribes in his pocket. My brothers and I fight, but it’s a losing battle. We only have ourselves, our fists, and our bikes. But one person sees something more in me. Tara Rogers. She’s the girl next door—if you happened to grow up in a rich neighborhood. Sexy, smart as hell, and feisty. She’ll knock you on your ass with both her body and her wits. There’s just one problem. Her ex is my best friend. And not only...

She shouldn't even be alive. And now she could be mine. A decade ago, the Bandits took everything from Rachel Reid. Her dignity. Her passion. Her soul. The horrible events drove us all with rage, but they drove her to disappear. We never saw her for years. We even thought she might be dead. But now, rumors are spreading. She's been seen. Somehow, she's looking stronger, more beautiful, and more determined than ever. I shouldn't be feeling this way about her. She was once Brock's. I'm too old. She's been through too much. But looking at Rachel has made me feel something I thought I'd never ...

She's my perfect past and my ideal future. But first, I have to survive the present. Long ago, I had the perfect childhood. My best friends, Lane and Cole. The girl next door, Sasha. And everything I could ever want. But then the perfect nightmare came. My father moved me to Las Vegas. I had no choice but to forget everyone I knew. Then, one day, I discovered friends had become enemies. But the girl next door never did. Beautiful, calming, and peaceful, Sasha is the only thing that keeps me grounded. And as things have started to unravel with my father, she's the one forcing me to ask the ...

I thought she hated my guts. I was right--and yet she's still returned. Long ago, Melissa Cook and I were together. It ended dramatically. I wasn't ready for her. She wasn't ready for me. We parted not just on bad terms, but irreconcilable ones. I had no reason to believe she would ever want me again. And yet... For some reason, she's come back. And when I see her, I don't recall the hate, the contempt, or the disgust. I recall the passionate flames of love. I recall the feeling of her being the one. I recall the certainty we'd figure it all out. And now, with a second chance, maybe we will.

Somehow, my wife has become my biggest regret—one I cannot get rid of. I shouldn't even be alive. Hunted by both the Black Reapers and the King's Men, I'm a man with no country. Luckily, I'm not a man with no brains. I've found a way to leverage things to my advantage. I know which side won't kill me. I know how to help them. I know what I can do. And that should be all that matters. But... The woman I told to leave me for dead just won't do that. In fact, she's moved down to Phoenix to get me back. She knows how deadly this is. She knows how much I don't want her around. And yet, I can't...

One fall. One kiss. And one spicy fake relationship with a sassy redhead that shatters my playbook forever. Faye’s a young, cinnamon-sweet baker and a hopeless romantic. I’m a battle-scarred hockey player, rough on and off the ice. But when a slip, crash, and mind-blowing kiss go viral, the whole town thinks we’re a match. So we play along. She’ll hide my injury. I’ll bring crowds to her bakery. It’s a Win-Win. Until she moves in, and the late-night kisses turn into something more. And her laughter and her touch make me forget every rule I swore to play by. Just as things get ...