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I knew the second I'd arrived back in Portland he'd know I was here within days, so it wasn't a shock to me that he came knocking on my door, literally. Kaden was my first love, but he isn't the same man anymore. These days he goes by another name, Kinetic, one he was given when he went overseas. Now he's in a biker club and living a totally different life. I came back here to take care of my elderly mother, but I didn't come alone.

With marriage, there are things you can and can't live with. Harry, my abusive husband, made that clear enough when he beat me like a dog, forced a miscarriage on me, and tried posing me as a hostage to my father's notorious biker gang, The Reapers. I was lucky enough to get out of my marriage in one piece but it's only a matter of time before he picks up my trail and hunts me down. Blackjack swears he'll kill him the second he steps foot in town. I know he means well but there's something about his stare when he tells me I deserve better.

My life had been perfect, and then I was stripped away from my family. I had everything: loving parents, a huge biker family (even though they did fight like cat and dogs a lot), and the love from every member of one of the most notorious clubs in United States history. The Reapers' blood flew through every vein in my body. It took my years to find out why - or better who - had stripped me of my life, never knowing who the man was that'd taken everything from me.

Taryn Cornick believes that the past - her sister's violent death, and her own ill-conceived revenge - is behind her, and she can get on with her life. She has written a successful book about the things that threaten libraries: insects, damp, light, fire, carelessness and uncaring...but not all of the attention it brings her is good.

I left because I had to; my father was selling me off to the most dangerous man in the world like I was a prized pony. There was already so much taken from me at the hands of my father, and I would allow nothing else to be ripped from me - especially my future. It was simple. I found a new identity. I wasn’t Caprice DiGiovanni, I was Amber, a sweet and sassy Southern girl from Alabama. I ran to the last place my father would expect me to go - Ireland. Everything was working out great for me - that is, until Sergei found me. I just never anticipated Liam Mackenzie going to bat for me.

Booger: He's shipping me off to Vegas in the hopes that it will squash whatever fire is starting to ignite between Camila and I. Fist is a smart bastard, I'll give him that. What he doesn't realize is that I'm not the type to give up easily. He's warned me to stay away, but the heart wants what it wants, and I want Camila. I may be going to Vegas, but she'll be on the back of my bike the whole way whether he likes it or not.

If I didn't love her, I would kill her. I'd kill her for so much, but mostly for hiding my kid from me. For up and running, and choosing to keep my daughter out of my life. She doesn't just belong to Melody. She's mine, too, and Melody doesn't get to keep her to herself. She said she ran because of me, because of what I did. I can't blame her for that. I f--ked up, and I might have lost the most important woman in my life, but I refuse to lose my daughter. Not when we haven't even had a chance. Will fighting for my daughter lead me to winning back my girl's heart?

Set in 1906, Dreamhunter describes a world very similar to ours, except for a special place, known simply as "The Place", where only a select group of people can go. These people are called Dreamhunters, and they harvest dreams that are then transmitted to the general public for entertainment, therapy - or terror and political coercion. Inside The Place, 15-year-old Laura finds out what happened to her missing father and uncovers a government secret.

I had it all. Or, at least, that’s what everyone else thought. Between my husband being the president of the Demons of Hell and his club, I had a “family”. Except the only thing that made us a family was my husband’s persistent reminders that it was. But a family doesn’t turn a blind eye to things. A family doesn’t let one of their own become a punching bag for their mistakes. For all the pent-up anger and frustration for something that isn’t even my fault. My “family” was the reason I nearly died.

One summer night in 1808, Sobran Jodeau sets out to drown his love sorrows in his family's vineyard when he stumbles on an angel. Once he gets over his shock, Sobran decides that Xas, the male angel, is his guardian sent to counsel him on everything from marriage to wine production. But Xas turns out to be a far more mysterious character.

There’s nothing that shouldn’t have ruined us. She works for the FBI, and I’m the president of the Skulls Renegade MC. Her job was to take us down...to ruin everything I’ve worked so hard to achieve. She came into my life as a lie, and has stayed here as...what exactly? I know that I can’t let her go, but how can I trust her now? How am I supposed to trust anything she says?

Like every man, I had a type. Except Indra was the total opposite of that. She was exactly what I needed. But with her came an ultimatum I never expected. I was forced to choose between my family and her.

I've never been the type of man to seek my father's approval, especially when it comes to women. Now though, all I want for him is to accept her into our family - into our club. Ivy has a jaded past, even moreso now than before. She may be his arch nemesis' daughter, but she's my girl and he needs to remember that. This isn't any Romeo or Juliet bullshit. This is a fight of good versus evil and Ivy sure as fuck isn't evil. The words written into her flesh prove that.

Who would've known what I'd find in that fucking basement. More importantly, who knew what I was gonna do. It felt natural, to take off my cut and place it over her shoulders. She'd been exposed for god knows how long, and all I could think is that I didn't want another man's eyes raking over her body. In putting my cut over her, I was claiming her as mine. Alexa may not know it, but she's my lost little lamb and I won't let anyone harm her ever again.

My father shocked not only me, but everyone around him when he announced his retirement. He isn’t just any man - he’s Jorge Vernon and Miami bows down to him. In most cases, his role would pass down to his son, however he doesn’t have any, and that leaves only one heir - me. There’s a catch though, he isn’t just handing me keys to the city. I have to rule alongside one of two men that my father has hand-chosen for me. Oh, and they’re brothers.

I don't know what it is about this stranger that sparks a fire deep inside me. He makes me question everything about my life. I met him one time when he was in the bar with a buddy of his. Weeks have gone by, and I haven't seen him, but I know where he is. He's a Reaper, and these bastards are easy to find.

My Prez thinks I betrayed his trust...but I didn't. I did the only thing I could think of at the time. I went to the one person who just might believe my ass - the national charter Prez, Rancid. Fortunately for me, he believed every word I told him and had me lay low for a while. The plan he made was foolish at best and got me in deeper shit than I was in before. I'm a dead man, but none of it matters when my eyes see the one thing I'd gamble with. Her.

They say when you know, you know. The only thing I knew the second I met her was that she was crazier than I was, and that made me crave her even more. Only, things never work out the way you think they will. She was hiding shit from me but more than that, she was hiding something from the club. After her betrayal I swore I wouldn't love again, but just as I swore off women someone else came into the picture. A breathtaking vixen that was sure to change my mind.

The Raiders of Valhalla MC have been part of my life for as long as I could remember. Lately, there's been some heavy stuff happening at the club. A spa burned down, we saved kids from a horrible situation, and one of my brother's was recently shot. Still, we thrive and persevere with every step. I thought after everything I'd finally have a break. Looking back now, I should've known better. Something tragic happened to my family, and now I'm the sole caregiver to my 3 year old niece, Everly. I thought being her guardian would be the last shake up in my life, but I was wrong.

After everything that's happened to us all over the years - I'm over it. I'm done with the fact that this motherf--ker gets to walk free and breathe the same air that we do, every single day. He's murdered innocents, raped one of our own, and has betrayed us in the worst ways possible. Of course, that's only the things we know about. We're going to get retribution - and if not, I'll die trying.