Ava is a bounty hunter that hunts and lives alone. Her job takes her to Berkeley after a dangerous outlaw, member of a motorcycle club that is accused of serious crimes. As she follows him, she realizes that there is someone else after her prey: a rival motorcycle club that wants the man dead. If she wants to collect her money and finish the job she has no other choice. She has to work with the club and especially one particular hot, sexy and haughty biker, Bjorn. Bjorn has been a member of the Riders of Tyr even before he was born. His father was a member and he had no choice but to follow the life. All the people he knows are members or affiliated to the club and his life is tied to it. When his King orders him to blow up a member of the rival gang, he doesn't even flinch. He never expected that he would end up working with a stubborn, bad-ass bounty hunter. That also happens to be unbearably alluring.

[SAMPLE] Reed frowned, his eyes filled with confusion when he saw that Lena seemed to be fine. "I heard a scream," he announced stiffly, standing awkwardly over Lena's bed. Beneath the sheets, Lena was torn between renewed arousal and slight mortification. Embarrassment won. "Everything's fine," she muttered, trying to discreetly disengage the battery-operated toy from between her thighs. It was a thick phallus, way too thick to silently exit her wet pússy, but finally, finally, it popped out. "But you screamed." "Because I came, Reed." His bewilderment only grew. "Came where?" And that was when Lena knew that even after what had happened between them last night, Reed was still like a newborn, an innocent. He might have been the most intelligent guy she knew but in many ways, he was still the boy he'd been before the accident that had marred his life. So she heaved out a sigh, clamping her thighs together when she felt his gaze scorch her damp skin. "I had an orgasm, Reed." She calmly spelled it out, wondering if she should mention that it was his cock she'd been imagining inside her. Now that she knew what he was packing, it was impossible to get the image out of her head - not that she was trying. Reed swallowed, a blush creeping up his neck. Lena was instantly turned on by that blush, by his obvious discomfort and arousal. So she did the most natural thing that came to her. She pulled her sheets away.