From USA Today Bestselling Author Bella Jewel comes a brand new, thrilling, dark motorcycle romance with a twist of murder! You won't want to miss this one! Years after her father's reign of terror as the infamous Shadow Butcher, Mera Sloane returns to the small town she once called home, hoping she can start again. But people there haven't forgotten. When a young girl vanishes in a way that mirrors her father's crimes, the suspicions turn to Mera, leaving her with no one to trust. No one, except the Fallen Sons MC, a notorious biker gang whose leader, Wolfe 'Rook' Cross, knows more about ...

Dear Mex, Firstly, what kind of name is that? I bet your real name is something like Greg, or George, or Bob. I’d be ashamed, too. Secondly, who the hell do you think you are? You come in here all tough and rugged, acting like a hero, thinking you know what you’re doing. You have no idea. You don’t know a single thing about me. Gosh, if you did, you would know you’re playing with fire. You want what I have – don’t they all? Here’s the thing, Mex, you’ll never get it. You’ll never get a single thing out of me. So, lock me up in your wilderness bunker, keep me cold and ...

Marek is a novella, and can be read as a standalone, however it is suggested to read the Prisoners of Purgatory MC series, starting with Nightmare, to get a better understanding of his character. My name is Ellie. Ellie Mae, if you will. Before you ask, no, it’s not a cruel joke. My parents thought the name suited me and, well, here we are. That’s the mildest part of my story, though. Oh, hell, it doesn’t even scratch the surface. I’m a dancer, and a good one at that. I have a fiancé—one my parents picked out just for me—and a blossoming career. Everything was going well, until...

THE SECOND INSTALLMENT OF BELLA JEWEL'S NEWEST MC ROMANCE IS HERE!!! Dear Nightmare, I f*cked up. It wasn’t meant to be this way. I wasn’t meant to hurt you. I wanted the world to know the truth. I wanted them to see who you really are. I never thought it would end like this. I wish you would hear me out. I wish you would let me speak. I’ve made a mistake. There is no coming back from that. My life is in danger. Your life is in danger. The club is in danger. I’ve done this to all of us, yet I can’t turn back the clock. I can only fight to keep you safe. Even if I must make a deal ...

Dear Fury, I get it, okay. You didn’t sign up to become a fill-in father, or uncle, or biker dad, or whatever it is you want to call yourself. But the hard truth is, you don’t have a choice. I don’t want to have to be the one to point out that you can’t send your niece to school with no food. Have you met kids? They eat a lot. I’m trying really hard not to get involved, trying not to let her sweet little voice sway me into calling you and telling you that I don’t like how you’re handling things. But it’s really hard. Because dammit, she’s a good kid and I can’t sit back ...