"She is looking over my shoulder and bites the corner of her lower lip in thought. I want that fucking lip. I want to own it, bite it, lick it. It's mine. " Vik has it all: power, women, looks. Man, he does have the looks! Enough to make women flock to him even if he wasn't a Rider. Vik is loves his fucking life. Or he would if it wasn't so empty. Twice already he hit on future Valkyries with no luck. Third time is the charm? Lysa grew up hard so she had two choices: fight or give up. Really, there wasn't even a dilemma. Lysa fought. Hard. It's in the genes after all. Will she put on a fight against the sexiest man alive? Or will she throw a white towel this time? The two of them will be thrown in the cage for a fight till the end against pain and fear. And fight a few enemies along the way.

Rage is the residential psycho of the club. Tormented by his own demons he lives in pain and agony, a constant state of rage. Everyone knows him as the Hellhound of the Riders of Tyr , known for his cruelty and the joy he gets from causing pain. To others and to himself. Loyal to his King and the club he craves for the liberation death will bring him. Till he meets Iris. Iris has escaped Hell and lives out on the streets till she surprises everyone and becomes a mechanic for the Riders. Afraid of her own shadow, plagued by the terrifying memories she never feels safe. Until she meets Rage.

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.

"I'll wait." Those were the last words he spoke to her and he damn right meant them. Runner fell for the wild beauty that was dragged in by the Riders from the first moment he laid her eyes on her. She was an enemy of the club and he shouldn't but... It was her eyes, that vast ocean of blue that drowned him. When Magdalene comes back for Vik's wedding, Runner will know the real meaning of passion and pain. And the true essence of love. "I'll wait." Those were the last words she heard from him. Magdalene wanted to go back every single day since the Riders let her go, to see him again, to listen to that perfect, soft voice of his. But she was scared of her own self around him. When Lysa, the woman she once tried to kill, asks Magdalene to be her maid of honor, she will be back once more to face her past and her deep-seated fears. And she'll find so much more. *It would be a good idea to read FIGHT ON (Riders of Tyr #3) first.

#DarmetirSeries BOOK I (Can be read separately) *** "Do that again." He growls. I close my eyes, tears are starting to form in my eyes. "Cry. Show me how scared you are." I bite back my tears as my breath quickens again. Oh shit, this can't be happening right now. "Let me g- go." I breath out. He pushes me further against the wall. "I don't think so." He growls. *** Nikolaos Darmetir is one of the most successful businessmen in the world. After he inherit a part of the partnership that his father and his friends built long before he was born, he couldn't be any more successful. But what happens if out of nowhere their bank account gets robbed? Meet Lucia Brooke. An ordinary waitress in Chicago. It was just another work day for her. Another little argument with another customer. What she didn't know was, that this customer could destroy her with just a snip of his fingers. But what they both didn't expect the most was that Lucia is not just an ordinary waitress in Chicago. In fact, she's the key.

Lilah James has never had any troubles with getting into a club, even though she was not 'of age' yet. Still, no bodyguard ever demanded to see her ID. That all seemed to change when a handsome, tall and not to forget tattooed-to-his-neck bodyguard came in the game. Before she knew it, he had denied her entrance to the city's local club. She was beyond embarrassed, but over all angry at him. He was just doing his job, she knew. Yet she couldn't shake off the feeling that there was more behind it. Especially after seeing him let teenagers in. He didn't ask for their ID's, but Lilah could swear they looked like ten! She's never met him before and really wasn't planning on getting to know that handsome, ink covered devil. But after she discovered what he did when he wasn't guarding the club, she knew she would never hear the end of it. Especially because of her brother's interest in fights and his unmistakable admiration for one specific fighter: Prince Charmink. »»» "Jason." I hissed at my brother. "What?" He asked absentmindedly. "That's him." I whispered, eyeing the three men in the cage. Prince Charming stood tall and proud with a knowing smirk on his face. "Yes, I know. He's my favourite too." He informed me and I scoffed. "No, you dumbass. He's the bodyguard I was talking about." I snapped at Jason and his eyes widened. "You mean he was the one who didn't let you in?" He almost stuttered. "Yes." I nodded and looked back at the man who hadn't left my mind in a week. I could feel my anger rising again as I glared at his smug facial expression. As if sensing my eyes on him, his confident look faltered and it got replaced by a surprised one as his eyes settled on me. My eyes widened and I looked away. Jason's breath hitched. "He's glaring at you." He whispered and then he gulped. "Now he's glaring at me."

Sabrina Reed is Nathan Alden's wife, but not by his choice... EXCERPT****** "I found her like this, sir," the guard announced. Sabrina stirred at the voice, blinking groggily and rubbing her eyes to chase away the blur clouding her vision. A towering figure stepped into focus. "What are you doing out here, Sabrina?" Nathan's voice was sharp, cutting through the fog of sleep. His jaw was tight, words pressed between clenched teeth. She blinked again, brushing hair from her face as she sat up. "What are you doing out here?" he repeated-louder this time, more demanding. He stood before her in a jet-black suit and white button-up shirt, sleeves rolled just enough to expose forearms clenched across his chest. His eyebrows were drawn tight, his eyes narrowed. "I came back late last night and... the guard was gone, so... I just fell asleep," she said softly, eyes lowering under the weight of his glare. He dismissed the guard with a silent nod, then stepped closer. "Where were you last night?" he asked, voice taut with suspicion. She yawned, trying to blink herself fully awake. "I've been volunteering at the animal shelter." "Get up," he ordered, tone clipped and harsh. "You expect me to believe that? Don't animal shelters close at a decent time?" She remained seated, her legs too stiff to move. "Yes, but-" "Get up!" he barked.

(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.