Hooking up with an MC president at my age isn't something I ever thought I'd do as a successful doctor. Beard wanted to keep it casual. So he didn't take the news that I was pregnant very well. Fine. I don't need him. Then he decided he made a mistake and wanted me back. Age-gap romance...

"Because only a demon could recognize an angel when he saw one." Wolf was the Devil's Henchmen MC's greatest asset. He was their killer. People feared him because of what he would do for his club. He wasn't an average man. He felt no remorse, no guilt, no shame. He did what he had to do to protect the people that had taken him in and give him the family he craved. That was until he met Lillian. His Dove. She came into his life and turned everything he knew on its head. He would do whatever it took to have her for himself. Even if it meant going against his club.

25 year old Cordelia, lives alone and has never had a boyfriend. But she does have her Trusty dog Maximus. Shes fed up of her boring, routine life, but doesn't know how to shake things up. Being a nurse doesn't give you much time for adventure working 12+ hour shifts at the hospital. Well her life was about to completely change when Maximus decides to take her a dangerous route on their nightly walk. Adrian "Killer" Jackson is a heartless leader of Broken Demons MC. He is a ruthless leader, he has his whores but he's never found love. Unsure if he can even feel the emotion what will happen when he stumbles across Cordelia? ***Trigger Warning. Topics of sexual assault and self harm.****

• Mirjam • I've had a good life. A nice family home. Parents who only wanted the best for me. A nice and almost perfect fiancé. I followed my passion and never looked back. Until I went to far. I got abducted and tortured in Afghanistan. Held by terrorists for months. I just wanted to help people, follow my passion as an army nurse. But I paid the price. I'm home but the old Mirjam died in Afghanistan. Died in that dark room. I left everything behind and went to find my new self. I was never one to give up. So why start now? • Saw • As the President of my club, I have to be in control of everything. My club, my life, the woman I fuck. People respect me, like they should. People do what I say, because they know what I will do if they don't. Woman flick around me, there is never a short supply. Life is good. Until the spitfire that moved into my sisters old apartment starts haunting my mind. *This story contains violence, mature language, sexual content and dark themes* **I don't own any of the pictures used in this story; all right go to their rightful owners**

Astrid is running from a monster, the man who kidnapped her and forced her to breed his heirs. But she's escaped his clutches. Finding herself fleeing across countries with heavy baggage she finds her self dropped on the compound of the Viking Warriors by a glorious stroke of fate. Vidar has always dreamed of finding his Goddess, his other half. But what will he do when he finds out his destined other half has more than he ever bargained for. Will the great Vidar finally find love, or will Astrid fail in finding him? Read to find out... I can't move swiftly enough as I drop down to my knees to pick her up. Gazing at her face, I loop one arm under her knees, the other over her back. She's as cold as death, and barely conscious. Her pale grey eyes gaze at my with a strange combination of trust and terror. I gently pull her closer to me. "Shhh love, I got you now." "L-Liam..." Her voice shudders and her lips tremble, the cold has seeped through into her bones, and she's so tiny anyway she must be permanently cold. Walking towards the car for the baby I pull her closer to my chest. She's now flitting in and out of consciousness, but, as I hold her closer- hoping my body can give her some warmth- I feel the bump, small and distinct. Panic grips me. She's pregnant? But that baby can't be more than 9 months? In her white T-shirt I can see the bruises and cigarette burns littering her pale skin. Whatever has happened to her is beyond awful. But I'm here now. I've got her.

Not even one night passes by when the nightmares don't visit him. He learned to live with them, hide them deeply, accept all the guilt of the things he did and of the things he didn't do. And he found a home with the Riders. But Wood is simply incomplete, empty and he thinks that he will stay like that forever, a worthy punishment for his unworthiness. He was wrong. She was sold as a sex toy and used as one for years. Sick men came for her, made her hurt, scream, cry. But she had to survive, she had to be strong to get out. And she did. She became an automaton, a doll with a thousand faces all to go back to the thing that mattered most to her. And when her door was finally broken down, she found a dark, haunting man standing there. She was free.

(Highest Ranking #76 in Romance) Chiara is a journalist. A good one. For the world to know that, all she needs is a scoop. Her instincts tell her that the Riders of Tyr have a few stories to offer to the public and she decides to expose them. Will her undercover act work or will she be caught by a tall, silent Rider with consequences she never saw coming? Ironhand is a soldier. A good one. All he needs is peace and quiet and for others to leave him the hell alone. But when the club is threatened by a journalist, he has to obey his King and take care of the problem. An enticing problem that won't shut up. Not all love stories start with flowers and romance.

Her innocence stolen. Her father murdered. Six years ago, Juliette Portland was viciously attacked and left for dead by by people she trusted. People inside her fathers motorcycle club, greedy for power, who defiled her, shot her father dead and destroyed everything she ever cared about. Only, she didn't die. She survived ... and now, she's out for revenge.

COMPLETE. Sniper, the Sergeant at Arms of the Fallen Angels, didn't have a fun childhood. The black sheep in his family meant he was stared at, glared at, and made fun of. They pushed him away, disapproving of the club from the start, but he had a new family now-one that wouldn't give up on him. Beatrice was raised by her father, a retired military man, grew up learning to shoot guns and throw knives from an early age. Her father raised her to be a tough, fighting machine, but she never got to follow her true passion: math. She'd been made fun of her love of math all her life, and dreamed of finding a career involving it, but was stuck working at her dad's arms store. Beatrice longed for a future that didn't exist, and Sniper longed for her.

THIS IS GETTING PUBLISHED !!! PAPER BACKS WILL BE AVAILABLE ON AMAZON SOON! When Indigo receives a letter from her late father stating that she was adopted, she cant help but be on search for her real family. Will she finally get the answers on why she is the way she is? Will she fit in?. What happens when her biological father is actually an M.C. president? will she run or will all those year's of training finally pay off, can she help her new family when they need her or will she run back home. Will Indigo show her true colours or fade away? Will she find love or hate ? MC love story # 1 in beginner! # 1 in bikies # 22 in MC ! Please continue voting and commenting ! I appreciate all of the support !!