{The Wattys Awards Shortlist} The Saint's Brotherhood motorcycle club was known all over town, they were ruthless. They were feared, they got their reputation from one member in particular, one member that was so unbelievably intriguing and mysterious, people made legends and stories about him. They didn't know his name, didn't know who he was, where he came from, and they didn't know what he looked like for he wore a mask. The man himself struck fear into everyone he meant, he was the club's personal Devil. But she was okay with him.

I recommend reading the first book in the series, "Two Different Worlds Collide" Otherwise certain details won't make sense in this book. I update this book daily. Amelia is a free spirit. She is a happy go lucky kind of person and is always bouncing around from place to place. She is always out to have a good time, bring on the tequila she always says. She has very few people that have stayed as a constant in her life, but Ember is one of those people. So when her best friend is going to be getting married she has to be there even if she is on the run from something and might be bringing that danger along with her. Blade has a dark past. He was in special forces in the military and saw somethings he wishes he could forget. His training has made him deadly. He was dead inside until Ember showed up to the club something within her lit a small Flame within him bringing a piece of him back to life. It was fitting that his Prez named her Flame. No he didn't have any romantic feelings for her. He felt protective of her and that only intensified after she got abducted and hurt on his watch. Her and the Prez are about to get married soon and that brings along a woman completely opposite of him. She is light and he is darkness. But it seems there is darkness following close behind his light. Can Blade keep the darkness from touching his light? Can they overcome their differences and have something beautiful? I strive to update daily. I hope you enjoy!

Fiona Grace's life turned upside down about six months ago. Her twentieth birthday did not go as planned, which ruined her chance of living in the mostly blissful life she had. Now, she's unsure of where to go and what to do as she tries to live with James Anderson. One night, Fiona is kicked out of Mr. Anderson's place, and she stumbled through the woods - hoping to find another, safer, place to stay. What she didn't think she would stubble upon was the Devil's Rose MC or Reaper for that matter. From what others say, he is violent, harsh, and cruel...but rumors aren't necessarily true, right? You'll have to read to find out!

After catching her fiancé in bed with her best friend, Lily Hale packed her belongings and ran. She left everything behind: friends, her job at the library, her home. She arrives in the small town of Clintwood, VA and slowly settles into the small cabin she was given by the local bikers club, in exchange for her services as a waitress in a bar. Jonah Hawk is the Hell Rider's hellhound. The enforcer of the club, the one that carries out all the punishments. He hates everyone and everything. What happens when a small timid young lady enters his club and all the men try their hand with her? Why is he so worried? The hellhound doesnt need a Mate..... right? NOT A WEREWOLF STORY. JUST A BIKER CLUB THAT REFERS TO THEIR FAMILY AS A PACK AND THEIR OLE LADIES AS MATES!! So some werewolf terms, but... not a werewolf story!!! Thanks!!!

When Lucy left her home in Atlanta, she expected to be lonely and vulnerable, living on the streets as a runaway. She hadn't expected to end up in Arizona and had definitely never expected to be taken in by the Bulldogs MC. As if settling in with the Bulldogs isn't hard enough, she still has to navigate high school, boys, crushes and... streetfights? Will she be able to find her home with the Bulldogs, or is it all too good to be true?

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.

He brings me closer and presses me against the island. I can feel every part of him against me, his warm skin brushes on mine and his nose rests against mine. "I really want to kiss you." He mumbles almost absentmindedly as he strokes the back of his hand down my face reverently. He goes to pull away but I grab him by the back of the neck. I've been waiting too damn long for this. His lips encompass mine and they're sweet and taste of tequila. He's warm and smells of mint, his hands are soft and squeezing my waist hard as I lean up to taste him more. This is a dream; this has to be a dream. His arms band around my waist as he lifts me onto the island, parting my legs to stand between them. His erection presses into my core and I shiver, opening my mouth to let his tongue mingle with mine.

I didn't mean to let jealousy take over, honest, but Lexie egged me on and I just thought, fuck it. I was certainly rewarded for my efforts with a kiss that weakened my knees and fired me up in a way I've never experienced. I was close to giving all the bikers a good show on this bar but he pulled away before I could commit to my dirty fantasies. His words settle my nerves but tighten my thighs and stomach, his dominance proven in his demands and the kisses he gives me. He takes complete control and I let him. I haven't had many sexual relationships but in all of them I control the situation, socially and sexually. With Roman I'm willing to succumb to his orders because I know I can trust him. "Are you staying at mine tonight?" I ask about twenty minutes after our make out session concluded, after which I just sat on his lap and we flirted playfully. "Is that an invitation?" He tickles my side and I squeal slightly, smacking his hand away. "Take it as you please." "I'm gonna take it how I please." He whispers in my ear, his lips brushing against it causing a shiver to rush through my body. My stomach and thighs tighten again and I'm very willing to take him up on the offer.

Book 3 of The Hellhounds MC Sparrow Williams comes from a long line of cops. She being an EMT is not exactly what her family wanted but at least she didn't have a complete 360. While living in Nevada she meets Harper, The Hellhounds MC, and Sniper. A man who does crazy things to her and is not what her family wants for her. When her family comes to shut down the MC Sparrow's loyalty is put to the test. Will she choose the family that she never fit into? Or will she choose the family that loves her for who she is? Sniper Collins used to be the best sniper that the military had. But since his last tour went horribly wrong he lost his faith in who he is and what he was meant to be. Being a nomad gave him free range to do as he pleased and being close to The Hellhounds MC gave him that sense of loyalty that he had lost. What he wasn't expecting was to meet Sparrow Williams, a feisty pint-sized surprise that does dangerous things to not only his health but his heart as well. WARNING: Mature Content

It's literally four in the morning but Mark said we couldn't go to sleep without watching all three of them and whenever my eyes drooped for more than two seconds, he woke me up again. Leo moves first and I whine as my body is exposed to the freezing cold air. He lifts me gently and I wrap around him like a koala bear, he's warm and the air is cold. "The one on the right is yours, Martha took your bags up for you." Leo holds me effortlessly and carries me all the way to the bedroom, I'm almost lulled to sleep by the slow sway of his body. "Don't you want to put your pyjamas on?" He asks me as I refuse to let go of him when we get to the room. I'm not exactly wearing comfy clothes but I'm so tired. "Floss, you're gonna regret it later." "I know, you're just comfy." I force myself to slide off of him and he kisses my head when I pout at him. I pick up my bag and wander into the bathroom to wash my face and refresh my hair before changing into a pair of leggings and a loose long-sleeve top. I check with Leo if I can come in just in case he's changing before crawling into the warm cotton bed. He drops in next to me with a groan, his back probably hurts from sitting in awkward positions for the last few hours. I curl into his side with my head on his chest and his arms wrapped tightly around me. I could sleep like this more often.