Serious relationships? Not my usual ride. As the Prez of the Steel Demons MC, my life has always been all about the thrill of the chase. But lately, those club bunny flings ain't cutting it. Deep down, I crave something more real, something with meaning. Then, outta nowhere, my past roars back. A night from five years ago, a hazy memory, and in a flash—a son I never knew about. This is how Ellie comes into my life, the game-changer. Her sister's vanished, and she's been raising my kid all by herself. The moment I lock eyes with Ellie, I'm hooked.

I might be the first man to join the Cerberus MC and not love it. Instead of leaving, I bide my time, knowing that I burn every bridge I cross. When an opportunity plucks me from the desert of New Mexico and transplants me in East Tennessee I feel a little better about the path my life has taken. The new job isn't as solitary as I expected it to be. Instead of doing reconnaissance alone, I'm stuck sitting at a bar, trying to determine if they're using the business as a human trafficking hub.

You know when you see that big red flag, and you think to yourself, I should probably not go anywhere near there? Yeah, Quincy Carter ignored that big red flag. He walked right up to that red flag, waving blatantly in the wind, and kissed the holy hell out of her. Sure, he probably should've arrested her for breaking a restraining order. He probably also should've stopped her from continuing to break that restraining order. Yet he can't.

Our pasts were a part of us. Definitively. Irrevocably. Mine hijacked my dreams every night, drowning me in guilt and staining my hands red. It wasn't just a part of me, it stole a piece of me—the piece that stopped me from letting people get too close. And I'd become pretty damn good at playing the untouchable asshole card just to keep them away. But apparently, Dakota Samuels didn't get that memo.

I thought coming to this unknown town would keep me out of trouble, that it would be the perfect place to hide and start a new life. Instead, I found myself a different kind of trouble. The kind of trouble that makes good girls like me want to be all kinds of bad. This obsessed hero is dark and dirty and willing to unleash all kinds of evil to protect the woman he loves. Hold on tight while he takes you on a fast and sexy ride in this stand-alone motorcycle club romance with no cheating, minimal angst, and a guaranteed HEA.

Vegas is where good people go to sin. Reno is where the bad ones go. Amidst the drugs, weapons, and trafficking, a murder-for-hire market has emerged. And my motorcycle club is right in the thick of it. If you can pay, we have a million different ways to solve your problem. You want someone to vanish without a trace? The Great Basin Desert is almost two hundred thousand square miles of "nobody will ever find you." You want to make a statement? We've been known to hang bodies from the Reno Arch.

When a scared chick calls the Steel Demons for help, we don't ask questions. Emma just offed her abusive ol' man, and now it's on me and my brothers to clean up the mess. First time I lay eyes on her, something hits deep—she reminds me of the woman from my past. One night, one taste, and she was gone, but the mark she left? Still there. Ain't got time to chase ghosts, though. Cops are sniffing around, and worse—Emma thinks someone's tailing her.

King Stanley is the vice president of an MC. Shawn Cotton is the small-town bakery owner. He's not looking for more than one night. Her bakery is failing—epically. She's the sweetest thing he's ever laid eyes on. He's everything she doesn't need. Their stolen moment together was a distraction. It wasn't meant to last forever. She could be the best thing that's ever happened to him. He could be everything she dreamed of and more.

I couldn't walk away. It's not who I am. The moment I saw Rayne broken and bloodied, I knew I wasn't leaving without her. As the president of the Houston Defiance MC, my job is to protect. And there's no taming the rage building inside my body, screaming at me to shield her from the husband who's beating her day in and day out.

The Collapse changed everything. Good men became killers. Strong women became property. And I’ve been captured by the most ruthless men of them all....

My family betrayed me. Tossed me out onto the street at seventeen. But with a reputation to keep, my parents decided they would rather see their daughter homeless than have my teenage pregnancy taint the perfect facade they'd created. I swore I'd never again let another person close enough to hurt my little girl or me. Yet, every wall I built, he smashed straight through. Hawk wasn't just the VP of The Exiled Eight MC in Detroit. He was alluring. He was possessive. And the scars that decorated his skin told the story of a dark past.

I have witnessed the darkest parts of this world and endured countless struggles in a life riddled with sin. I walk among the demons that haunt our town, all in the name of survival. Being an Ice Reaper was not a choice but the only way to outlast my fate. Until karma blew through the front door, and I was claimed by the enemy. As the remnants of my former life fade away, I'll do whatever it takes to keep my secret hidden, using the only thing I have at my disposal… my body.

They call me Ghost for a reason. Silent and in the shadows, I don't make my move until I am absolutely sure of everything. Four years ago I was sure about Jenna. My best friend's kid sister had grown up into a spitfire I couldn't resist. One night we stopped resisting. We promised we'd keep it a secret. It was a one-time mistake, but we'd put it behind us. Jenna tried to get out of our corrupt town, but it pulled her back in again. Now she needs help. I'll do all of that for her, if she'll just shut the hell up and let me. She can even keep all of her secrets, except for one.

When I was ten, I was a naïve, shy girl. A girl who dreamed of sunsets and roller skates. Until my grandparents died. Then I found myself alone in the world. One bad thing after another seemed to find me but I dealt. I dealt because a man with a black leather jacket and ink from head to toe, told me how to survive this world. He told me that, sometimes, you have to get mean. And so, I embraced my mean. I hated it at first but as time went on, being mean became second nature.

Sometimes the worst wounds can’t be seen. Lucas Everett knows that firsthand. It's why he and his former Navy SEAL brothers created the Resting Warrior Ranch. Usually, soldiers show up at their door. But this time, it's Evelyn Taylor—a soldier in a very different kind of war.

When a scared chick calls the Steel Demons for help, we don't ask questions. Emma just offed her abusive ol' man, and now it's on me and my brothers to clean up the mess. First time I lay eyes on her, something hits deep—she reminds me of the woman from my past. One night, one taste, and she was gone, but the mark she left? Still there. Ain't got time to chase ghosts, though. Cops are sniffing around, and worse—Emma thinks someone's tailing her.

Serious relationships? Not my usual ride. As the Prez of the Steel Demons MC, my life has always been all about the thrill of the chase. But lately, those club bunny flings ain't cutting it. Deep down, I crave something more real, something with meaning. Then, outta nowhere, my past roars back. A night from five years ago, a hazy memory, and in a flash—a son I never knew about. This is how Ellie comes into my life, the game-changer. Her sister's vanished, and she's been raising my kid all by herself. The moment I lock eyes with Ellie, I'm hooked.

Is it possible to fall for a man you don't know? Before I saw his face, heard his voice, or felt the warmth of his touch, I fell in love with his mind. Devious. Cunning. Deceptive. The master of deadly and dangerous plans. The silent threat no one saw coming. Manipulating people's lives like pawns on a chessboard. When he steps out of the shadows, the king reclaiming his throne, he sets the world aflame and burns my heart to ash.

I might be the first man to join the Cerberus MC and not love it. Instead of leaving, I bide my time, knowing that I burn every bridge I cross. When an opportunity plucks me from the desert of New Mexico and transplants me in East Tennessee I feel a little better about the path my life has taken. The new job isn't as solitary as I expected it to be. Instead of doing reconnaissance alone, I'm stuck sitting at a bar, trying to determine if they're using the business as a human trafficking hub.

Hope and Trask are on a rescue mission that brings them back together after 10 years apart. Faith and Eddie escape Colorado Springs for sunny California on a Harley. Charity needs Tanner to save her from her abusive ex-boyfriend. These three stories focus on The Rising Sons Motorcycle Club, the toughest group of bikers in Southern California.

Dr. Tally Chambers is furious. After trying to report her sibling’s disappearance to the uncaring cops, the independent spitfire fights back when her mission gets her kidnapped by a motorcycle gang. Horrified to find they’ve brought her to treat her badly wounded sister, the career-focused woman is doubly confused by her instant attraction to the domineering club president.

Inferno: Inferno; noun 1. a large fire that is dangerously out of control. 2. a place of suffering; hell Tessa is a school teacher and single mom starting a new life in Paris, TN. Romance is the last thing on her mind. Bishop is the leader of the Devil Chasers’ Motorcycle Club, and a single dad trying to rescue his son from sins of his father. He doesn't have time to add a woman into the mix. Bishop's past won't let go, and soon Tessa is swept up in the powerful, intense biker's world - and all the danger that brings. When all hell breaks loose, will their love survive the blast or will ...

To say we come from different worlds is an understatement. I'm ambitious. Professional. I keep my nose clean and my reputation impeccable. No bad choices. No bad boys. The VP of the Ironwood Lords of Carnage? Definitely not part of the plan. But when fate slams us together, to protect someone we both care about, it's impossible to deny the heat between us.

I suppose some of us have to get really dirty before we can become truly clean. I was allegedly South Dakota's most famous Old Lady. Sixteen years ago, I had survived my Old Man's murder. Never again. Never again will I surrender my heart. Never again will I sacrifice to the Club. But that all changed in one night. I came home and crashed into him, and my past and present blew up in my face.

I thought coming to this unknown town would keep me out of trouble, that it would be the perfect place to hide and start a new life. Instead, I found myself a different kind of trouble. The kind of trouble that makes good girls like me want to be all kinds of bad. This obsessed hero is dark and dirty and willing to unleash all kinds of evil to protect the woman he loves. Hold on tight while he takes you on a fast and sexy ride in this stand-alone motorcycle club romance with no cheating, minimal angst, and a guaranteed HEA.

Life hasn’t been kind to Harper Rain. In fact, so far, it’s only proven the one person she can rely on is herself. But when all her efforts to escape her family fail, she takes the last desperate option—run. With little more than a few dollars to her name, she ends up in the small town of Misty Peak. The first person she meets is a tall mountain of a man…whose kindness is only outshone by his captivating smile.

They call me Ghost for a reason. Silent and in the shadows, I don't make my move until I am absolutely sure of everything. Four years ago I was sure about Jenna. My best friend's kid sister had grown up into a spitfire I couldn't resist. One night we stopped resisting. We promised we'd keep it a secret. It was a one-time mistake, but we'd put it behind us. Jenna tried to get out of our corrupt town, but it pulled her back in again. Now she needs help. I'll do all of that for her, if she'll just shut the hell up and let me. She can even keep all of her secrets, except for one.

My family betrayed me. Tossed me out onto the street at seventeen. But with a reputation to keep, my parents decided they would rather see their daughter homeless than have my teenage pregnancy taint the perfect facade they'd created. I swore I'd never again let another person close enough to hurt my little girl or me. Yet, every wall I built, he smashed straight through. Hawk wasn't just the VP of The Exiled Eight MC in Detroit. He was alluring. He was possessive. And the scars that decorated his skin told the story of a dark past.

King Stanley is the vice president of an MC. Shawn Cotton is the small-town bakery owner. He's not looking for more than one night. Her bakery is failing—epically. She's the sweetest thing he's ever laid eyes on. He's everything she doesn't need. Their stolen moment together was a distraction. It wasn't meant to last forever. She could be the best thing that's ever happened to him. He could be everything she dreamed of and more.

Greed. Power. Sin. It all comes with the gavel. Blurs the lines between church and state. But the Knightdale Charter of the Satan's Knights MC is my life. And I'd do anything for this club. Like letting the best woman I ever had slip through my fingertips. A sinfully beautiful spitfire, she's my better half in every way. My twin flame. My everything. My biggest regret. But there's no making things right between us.