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.

Abel LeBlanc, better known to his brothers as Riggs—president for The Kings of Retribution MC, Louisiana Chapter. As a former Green Beret, he runs the club with the same amount of precision and grit he did serving his country. Dedicating years of his life to mercenary missions, and to his club, left no time or desire to settle down and start a family of his own. What good could come of loving a woman if he could never promise her forever, when he willingly puts his life on the line every day? No one has ever come close to making him want more. No one until Luna.

Greyson Stone is the president of the Stone Kings MC, and he's seriously bad news. He's big and bad, dripping with menace, and covered in tattoos. He has the kind of dominant swagger that should make me want to run away.... Instead, it makes me fantasize about him. Even though I know he's a thug. Even though men like him caused the violence that ended my father's life.... One rough, demanding night with Greyson, and I don't know how to walk away. Even when life depends on it....

Toni’s no stranger to making mistakes. She has experienced firsthand how walking down the wrong path can send life spiraling out of control. Fortunately, she had someone to drag her from the gutter and help set her on the right track. As penance for the poor choices of her past, she pledges to suppress her baser desires and focus on finding a steady, dependable man, even if that means embracing a boring lifestyle.

Sometimes you need to crash a funeral to experience happiness. At least Kissimmee Singh, aerial artist for Singh Circus, the most sought-after traveling circus of all time, keeps telling herself that’s why she crashes funerals. In reality, she’s lost and confused. Sometimes it’s nice to experience other people’s grief and be reminded that life isn’t as bad as it could be.

As the VP of Kings of Retribution MC, I live and breathe club life. After suffering the loss of two women in my life, I grew cold and indifferent to the idea of love. I don't need to let anyone in. I've seen the aftermath it can leave in its quake. The last thing I'm looking for is someone to fill the void, until Bella Jameson.

After spending the last 10 years in prison, Zak, former DAMC president, has a few priorities: to reconnect with his “brothers”, to get drunk, and to get laid. Not necessarily in that order. When he spots a stunning woman in the clubhouse and mistakes her for one of the club’s strippers, those priorities get a bit skewed.

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.

Trip, son of the former president of the Blood Fury MC, is determined to resurrect his dead father's destroyed club. It’ll be a long, difficult road as the new president attempts to rebuild the club from the cold ashes left behind. Bad blood and bitter memories are only some of the obstacles Trip has to overcome. The local police department, Manning Grove PD, is another, since they don’t want to see their small town once again overrun by outlaw bikers.

After ten years away, Marcie finally ventures back to where she grew up. She isn’t in town for twenty-four hours when she crosses paths with Hook and Striker, the two boys who kept her safe and happy as a young girl. Only they aren’t boys anymore. They are fully grown, muscular, alpha men. Members of the No Prisoners Motorcycle Club. All through her teenage years, Marcie’s heart belonged to Hook. Not that he ever seemed to notice. And it appears that as an adult, not much has changed with regard to her feelings toward the sexy biker. But a bossy, alpha man is not what independent Marcie is looking for. The moment Hook lays eyes on Marcie, it’s as though the last ten years apart never existed.

Ever since I was a little girl, I've taken care of everyone around me, including my self-centered older sister, Anna. When her poor choices make us targets of the Devil's Rejects Motorcycle Club, I grab her, and we run like hell. A new city, a new job, a new life. It's almost perfect - and then I meet Ryker. He's gorgeous, rugged, and too cocky for his own damned good. But he's a biker - exactly the type of man I've been running from. I have no business getting involved with a man like him. Too bad I can't get him out of my head.

I’m Ogun “Voodoo” Dupré - SAA for the Ankeny RBMC. There’s no pretty way to put it: I do the dirty work for my club. Without question, I follow the direct orders of my president. Except, when my services were required for a particularly delicate situation, I found myself hesitating for the first time in my adult life.

He’s dark. Dirty. Dangerous. A brother in my dad’s MC. Everything Mom told me to avoid. Everything I shouldn’t want. But his dark, his dirty, and his dangerous are like catnip to me. He stirs fear into the hearts of men, but I hear his rage. I feel it like it’s my own. He’s a killer. Shameless. Some might even call him a psycho. I just call him soul mate. We were born to raise hell together.

I'm the Sergeant-At-Arms for the Demented Sons MC. A year ago my life went to shit, and every priority I ever had changed. Being a single dad on the run was never on my radar, but that was the hand I was dealt. I didn't think shit could get worse. Then fate dumped a raven-haired beauty in my lap, and all hell broke loose. Trying to keep my two-year-old daughter and a hot mess of a woman alive while still protecting my club threw my adrenaline into overdrive. Strung tight, danger coming at us from all directions, I faltered...

Remi’s had all she can take. Losing her dad nearly destroyed her, but she doesn’t have time to fall apart. She needs to run his business and finish college. Romance is nowhere on her agenda. And she especially doesn’t have time for the sexy biker who does bad, bad things to her concentration.... Steel wasn’t looking for love, either—until he saw Remi. He knew she was his at a glance. Now all he has to do is convince her of that. Easy, right? If only...

Tessa is a school teacher and single mom starting a new life in Paris, Tennessee. 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 the 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.

Given an assignment to write an article on an outlaw motorcycle club, what award-winning journalist would say no? Not me. I had a weakness for bad boys, tattoos, and men on motorcycles. But Nick Navarro wasn't a typical biker. He wasn't even a typical outlaw.

They say I'm hell on wheels. The fastest, hardest, most successful motorcycle racer alive. They say I don't know how to lose - that I always get what I'm after. And I always do, except for her - my illicit obsession. Years ago, I chose fame over forbidden temptation. Back then, she was way too young. Too off-limits. My best friend's little sister and way too good for a rough, dirty street racer like me. Now I'm back - rich, hardened, and fallen from grace after getting kicked off the racing circuit. But Hailey Prescot might just be my saving grace.

Evander Lennox doesn't do anything he doesn't want to do. At least, that is, until he's sent to prison. The four years he's incarcerated, he's had no choice but to do the things he's asked to do. And now, if he doesn't, it will mean a one-way ticket straight back to hell. Once he's free, it takes him 24 hours to get his old job back, his dog at home where he belongs, and an understanding that people aren't as forgiving as he once thought them to be. He's just about given up hope of ever integrating back into society when a woman slams into his heart, literally and figuratively.

Greyson Stone is the president of the Stone Kings MC, and he's seriously bad news. He's big and bad, dripping with menace, and covered in tattoos. He has the kind of dominant swagger that should make me want to run away.... Instead, it makes me fantasize about him. Even though I know he's a thug. Even though men like him caused the violence that ended my father's life.... One rough, demanding night with Greyson, and I don't know how to walk away. Even when life depends on it....

Harmony makes no excuses for who she is or what she's done. For the past few years she's been living as a club girl for the Brothers by Blood MC. She respects the club, respects the men and she follows the rules. Watching the men walk in and out of her life is strangely comforting, and a feeling she's grown accustomed to. With a history of disappointments and false promises, all she wants is to have fun, play music, and finish college. Being associated with the club, she can do that without having to risk her heart. That was until he showed up.

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.

When he walks into a room, he owns it. He consumes my very breath and melts my delicate little panties. From the moment he set eyes on me, he decided I was his. No one - not even my brother, Nix - was going to tell him otherwise. It doesn't matter that Nix is President of the Kings MC Club. Jake wants what he wants, and he'll set out to get it, whatever the cost.

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It's what I'm known around town for. A rock-hard body, covered in tattoos with a sizeable bulge that women spend their nights fantasizing about. Women track me down, needing someone that will take them rough without holding back. They find me because they need a distraction from reality. They need something to get their mind off of the boyfriend who screwed them over or the job promotion they got passed over on at work. Sometimes, it's just because they need someone reckless in the bedroom before settling down with the right one.

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I've known him my entire life. Before marriage. Before fatherhood. Before betrayal. Now, he's one of rock's bad boys trying to be good. Trying to be the best father he can for his daughter. He's my brother's best friend. He's my boss. He has a wife. Max isn't mine to have, but I want him all the same. And I haven't survived all that I have to not go after what I want.

Brayden: I'm a goddamn prodigy. I threw my first curveball the day I was born. The whole town's waiting on me. To live up to my father's famous name. To reach for the stars. All I want to reach for is her. But Ashley's the sweet addiction I can't afford. She's my best friend's sister. For years, I've protected her from guys who want one thing. What happens now that I've turned into one of them? My game plan sounds simple: Pitch my way into the Major League draft and stay out of Ashley Foster's pants. The first part may be statistically difficult. The second feels damn near impossible.

I like my sex dirty and disposable. I'm not into commitment or chicks who want more than one night. My brothers and club come first, second, and last. Until she walks into my life. Classy, rich, and so out of my league it's crazy. A week together should get her out of my system, but this good girl is so bad when we're all alone and I can't get enough of her. I don't do forever, but she's hooked me so bad I don't ever want to let her go. Except there's no way a princess can live in my world and I sure as hell won't live in hers . . .

He scared me. He thrilled me. And after one touch, all I could think about was getting more . . . Makayla never thought she'd set foot in an elite mixed martial arts club. But if anyone needs a medic on hand, it's these guys. Then again, at her first sight of the club's owner, she's the one feeling breathless. The man they call Torment is all sleek muscle and restrained power. Whether it's in the ring or in the bedroom, he knows exactly when a soft touch is required and when to launch a full-on assault.