He wears scars like armor. She wears confidence like a weapon. And in a town that believes in soulmates... they never stood a chance. Void: I'm the ruthless President of the Savage Sinners MC. Feared, respected, and untouchable. On the outside, I'm all dominance and control. On the inside, I'm convinced no woman could ever want me. Not with the darkness I carry or the scars etched into my skin. Sam: I don't believe in fate. I do believe in knowing what I want, and taking it. I wasn't looking for forever, just one unforgettable night. But one look was all it took. In Galetown, legends say soulmates recognize each other instantly. When Void and Sam collide, denial burns just as hot as desire. He thinks he'll ruin her. She refuses to let him push her away. Two alphas. One undeniable bond. And a love neither of them saw coming. A gritty MC romance with soulmate energy, fast-burn heat, and a scarred hero who never expected to be chosen.

After finally freeing myself from my father's iron clutch, I move from Arizona to Oregon for a fresh start. With my foul-mouthed rescue parrot and a new sense of hope, nothing can stop me from finally moving on. Until that foul-mouthed bird lands me right into the arms of three insanely beautiful, slightly psychotic, Hell's Gate MC bikers that refuse to let me go. I might be a soft and delicate woman on the outside, but my brain packs a whole lot of dangerous power on the inside. I just hope this whole place doesn't blow when these bikers uncover the true depth of my abilities. I tried to warn them... but bikers don't like the word no when they see something they want. Bliss and Bombs is a dark MC Reverse harem. This is dark and contains graphic violence, mature content, and elements that may be triggering. All readers should be over the age of 18. If you are a fan of my book (Cupcakes and Grenades) then you'll love this one! You'll get to see even more of Hell's Gate and the characters. This book is about Texas, Ice, and Skull claiming our new girl Bliss as theirs.

A country music star on the rise. A real girlfriend who's too shy for the limelight. A fake girlfriend who craves the limelight...and the man. What could go wrong? Apparently...a lot.

I knew my best friend since childhood loved me. I knew it. And when I got back from my business trip, I was going to tell him how I felt, especially when he told me he had something exciting to tell me. But it wasn't that he loved me. He'd gotten married while I was on an overseas business trip to my worst enemy.

My husband was in a terrible accident that required six months of physical therapy. While I stood by him, cheering him on, he was making plans to leave me. For his physical therapist.

He made me his ol' lady. I thought it was because he'd finally seen me as more than my brother's little sister. Until I heard him talking with his ex, I didn't realize he was with me out of guilt, that he'd promised to protect me. So I ran and didn't look back...until I had to go back to find him waiting for me.

What would you do if you heard that your whole relationship was nothing but a lie? Well for Ginny that is exactly what happened, when she overheard one of her friends telling someone that she had to bribe the love if Gins life with sex in order for him to even talk to her. Heartbroken she tries to hear him out, but just cant. Will she ever forgive him? Will he even care that she has left him?

Zach Westbrook was my best friend-and the boy I'd secretly loved since forever. Until he said the one thing I was never supposed to hear. So I did what any heartbroken, humiliated girl would do. I ghosted him. Ditched the university we both planned to attend. And left without looking back. Our friendship ended the day I left town. Or so I thought. Three years later, I'm back. Not because I want to be, but because family comes first-and unfortunately, that means transferring to Ridgewater University. The same school Zach owns like a second skin. Still hot. Still cocky. Still the campus golden boy with a hockey stick. And still the last person I want to deal with. But I'm not the shy, awkward girl he used to know. I've changed. I've moved on. I'm no longer the girl who used to follow him around like a lost puppy. This time, I'm not the one getting benched.

He's a gorgeous model. She has severe acne scarring. It doesn't help when she hears him brutally disparage her looks. So she teaches him a verbal lesson in humanity. That should have been that. So why won't he stop calling her?

At our gender reveal, my husband joked about getting my sister pregnant with a boy. Everybody thought that was hilarious. Except me.