I didn’t ask to be in charge of an innocent girl. But when the curvy young college student is put under my watchful eye, I can’t help wanting more. I fight my desire as hard as I can. I'm rude. Crass. I make her hate me and everything that I am. Until the day I hate myself for pushing her away. Now, I've gotta undo what I've done--appeal to her tender heart to give me a second chance. Not just to get her in my bed. But to keep her in my life. Forever. Cruel Mercy is a stand alone novella in the Margarelli Brothers, Devil’s Riders, and Untouchables MC universe. As always, no cheating ...

I don't believe in fairytales. But I will do anything to sweep this girl off her feet. I'm kind of a big deal. As in, everyone on the planet knows who I am, and they have since I was fifteen. You'd think that doing whatever I want, not to mention the constant stream of women, would be pretty fun. And they were. For a while. But now I've seen it all - and it's enough to make a man pretty jaded. When there's a human stampede outside my concert, I jump out of my car to help. That's before I see the girl who nearly got trampled - the tiny, young, adorable superfan. So I invite her backstage... ...

She's the one who got away. But I live for the chase… I'm a thrill seeker. I fly the fastest jets in the world, and ride my motorcycle when I'm on the ground. The only thing that matters to me is speed. Why would I ever think about settling down? Jenny Reeds, that's why. One look in those hazel eyes and I found a thrill no dogfight could match. For one wild, unforgettable night, she was mine. I wanted to keep her close but she disappeared without even telling me her last name. I did my tour and flew combat missions in desert skies. But I never forgot her. Now they have me pushing papers ...

I’m over the hard partying and easy women rock star thing. Have been for years. But when the gorgeous single mom shows up at the studio, I quickly become obsessed. I’ve been alone for too long. When the backup singer walks into my audition, I want her instantly. But she doesn’t fall into my arms like a groupie. Kat has secrets of her own. Her kid is sick and she will do anything for him. I’m too old and too damaged for her. But when we sing a duet on stage for the first time, not even she can deny our off-the-charts chemistry. She ignores my attempts to buy her affection. I try ...

Wherever I went, I heard it: the sound of a purring motorcycle behind me. They never bothered me or said a word. But I knew they were there because of him - Devlin McRae, the head of the local MC. Being followed all the time like this was disconcerting. And lately, the bikes had been getting closer, less secretive, more obvious. What would I do if Devlin ever caught me?