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I thought my hometown was supposed to be safe.If it was, then how did I wake up in a trunk after a first date?Terrified, still woozy from the drugs my date slipped me, I had enough clarity to know I had to escape before things got even worse. So I risked my life to get away from him.When the...

As Houston Lonestars’ enforcer, my job on the ice is simple—protect my team and break anyone who gets in our way.After a shoulder surgery sidelines me, I’m left with one goal: get healthy, get back on the ice, and fix a reputation that took a hit while I was benched.Enter Jett. She’s...

Snow... As the president of Satan’s Legacy MC, I have an image to maintain, responsibilities that pull me over to the wrong side of the law. We’re one percenters and damn proud of it. But I have a weakness for women and children in need. I found a way to turn that weakness into a positive...

Humans are taught that death is the end, that it’s their soul’s final curtain call. But for the members of Valhalla Rising MC, death is only the beginning.Viking…I never asked to be one of the chosen, never dreamed a place like Valhalla existed. Yet that’s exactly where I ended up when a...

He was a biker, a Nomad at that. They're the worst type of outlaws to fall for. He called me his daydream, and I fell. I promised I wouldn't f--k him, but I lied and then left. I had to. He didn't want kids, and I was carrying his child. Now, I have to go back and can't help but wonder...will he kill me for keeping his son a secret?

Corruption runs rampant even in a not-so-distant future where the biggest lottery is rigged so that the only winners are rich and white. But in a world ravaged by a destructive alien attack, an opportunity for a lifetime of riches in exchange for serving as consort to one of the alien defenders is indeed a great prize. Karma, down on her luck, will become the first Black consort despite her belief that being an alien whore is only marginally better than serving humans.

In a world that has been ravaged by a destructive alien attack, an opportunity for a lifetime of riches in exchange for serving as consort to one of the alien defenders is indeed a great prize. Karma, down on her luck, will become the first Black consort, despite her belief that being an alien whore is only marginally better than serving humans.

Corruption runs rampant even in a not-so-distant future where the biggest lottery is rigged so that the only winners are rich and white. In a world that has been ravaged by a destructive alien attack, an opportunity for a lifetime of riches in exchange for serving as consort to one of the alien defenders is indeed a great prize. Down on her luck, Karma will be the first Black consort, despite believing that being an alien's whore is only slightly better than being one for humans.

I once served with her older brother and when she ran into some trouble, she came looking for me. She shows up at the gate to the club begging for my help. Of course, I’m going to help her - I would never turn away a woman in trouble. But with her, its more. I’m going to claim her. Make her mine...and never let her go.

Rancher - Injured, I can’t run my ranch and I can’t ride my bike. The two things I love. And just when I’m at my lowest, I’m sent Zoey. She’s sassy, bossy, and pushes me to my limits. She’s everything I need. Zoey - It’s my job. To help people heal. But when I’m assigned Rancher, I find out that I’m in way over my head. I want to help mend his body...he wants to mend my heart.

I knew Erik Chenault was dangerous the moment I saw him. Everything about him should have warned me away, from the scar on his face to the fact that mobsters call him Blade. But I was drawn like a moth to a flame, and I ended up burnt...and blushing, sore, and thoroughly used.

I'm a Royal Bastard through and through. Being prez has been my life, and seeing anything other than the club isn't on my to-do list. To my surprise, a sexy diamond appears out of the blue, and I can't seem to stay away or keep my hands to myself. The perfect gem is mine; I know it, and so does she. I'll do whatever I have to so I can keep her.

Emory Masters has a life she loves, working with her sisters in their tattoo parlor. Helping people find the thing that will allow them to show their artistic side makes her smile. And then, there’s Marcus. A long-standing admiration for one another has turned into something more...maybe, love?

The saga of the first Black consort to the alien defenders continues in this Afrofuturistic space opera! In the wake of the catastrophic clash with the Black Masks, Rafe's crew is shattered, separated across continents by loss and betrayal. As war grows closer, old wounds are torn open, and...

The Queen's fist never fades. Beware the shadows, for they might be Masks. Beneath the reign of the Galatian Queens lies a secret army, veiled in mystery and dread. These assassins, known as the Black Masks, serve a singular, unyielding purpose: to hunt down and annihilate Galatian hybrids—as well as the mothers who bring them into existence. Their ruthlessness is matched only by their anonymity. 

Brick: She saved me in a bar fight. Yep, that’s right. I’m a bad a** biker and a little, bitty woman saved me. When I finally got out of there, I took her with me...even though she didn’t want to go. Now, I have to find a way to keep her.

A botched robbery took my parents, leaving me alone. Well, not entirely alone. My uncle took me in. Enter my Greek God - my uncle’s friend and business partner. Two decades and tons of water separated us. Plus, he’d just lost his wife to his best friend. Not the best time for either of us. Not that time gives a damn when hot wild action is on the table. Muscles upon muscles. Hotter than sin.

The saga of the first Black consort to the alien defenders continues in this afrofuturistic space opera! Victory demands everything—but can they survive the price? At long last, Ragna is in the possession of Rafe, Karma, and their team! The odds have never been higher as they face the ruthless...

A best friends to lover romance. Willow: I did it. I fell in love with my best friend. Should I mention he’s a player? So, I make a proposition - we be friends with benefits. Surely, it won’t backfire. Rider: I’m in a motorcycle club and my best friend is a girl. She wants to be friends with benefits. I want forever. Somehow, someway, I’m going to convince her how good love can be between friends.

Saint: They call me Saint. But I'm not one. I've always lived life by my rules and my own moral code. What I did may have put me behind bars, but I don't regret it. At least not until I met her. She's the one. And my past is the one thing that may destroy our future. Cat: The MC found me. They gave me a job and I'm under their protection. But right when I start to feel safe again is when I find out there's nothing that can protect my heart.