It's 1921, Tommy is left heartbroken over Grace's betrayal and having decided not to follow her to New York he spends his time growing the businesses. A part of this business is forming an alliance with a Northern Gypsy family which is where he meets Aurora Hayes. Intrigued by this beautiful brunette Tommy feels a strong urge to get to know her. Aurora unlike her family tries to avoid living the Shelby's way of life yet as time passes she finds herself wanting to be in Tommy's world and into his heart. Will he let her in? What will happen when Grace returns? Will Aurora be left Heartbroken or will Tommy keep her from the truth?

"Hey B..." I start and he hums in reply, just staring at me with adoration and I find the courage in myself to finish my sentence. "Can you do something for me?" "Anything." He promises, without even knowing what I'm going to ask of him. Jesus, this man is literally going to be the death of me. If so, it'll be a good death indeed. "Kiss me." He doesn't need any more prompting than that. Within milliseconds, his lips are pressed against mine in a gentle caress. His hands move to cup my neck while mine tighten on his shirt, trying to anchor myself as he kisses me slowly and languidly. I could definitely die happy now. His lips are like soft velvet and his hands are coarse from riding but they hold me like I'm the most important thing in the world. He tastes like coffee and smells like wood smoke, a heady combination that has me weak in the knees.

I know he's followed me when the door shuts and locks behind me. His breath is on my ear before I can even think about anything and I relax against him as his teeth nip at the lobe. He reaches around me to start the shower and starts undoing my belt without even looking at what he's doing. He's leaving hickeys up my neck and almost rips my shirt in an effort to get it off me. I spin around once it's off and smirk at the lust in his eyes. I push him back against the door and press close enough to him to feel everything, every breath and every rumble of his chest as he hums in approval. "Are you going to keep teasing me, mi vida?" (my life) I shiver at his tone and lean forward, close enough for our lips to brush. "This is not teasing, love." My hand drifts up his torso to wrap around his neck and I turn his head to return the favour, leaving red hickeys and bite marks as he grinds against me. The room starts to steam up as the water reaches the right temperature and I tug his shirt off and yank my belt off along with my jeans and boxers. I back up into the shower and his eyes trail me heatedly, I can almost feel his look on me and I savour the feeling as I step under the water and slick my hair back. He removes the last of his clothes and drifts over to me, his eyes not leaving mine for a second. He reaches for me and slams his lips down on mine viciously, his teeth nipping and pulling while his tongue soothes the pain. He pulls my hair back to release himself from the kiss and starts kissing down the column of my neck to my collarbone where he leaves another mark. His grip is tight enough to leave bruises and I relish in the pleasure pain he gives me as he completely numbs my senses to everything but him.

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.

As the leader of Knight Security and the handler of all four special operative teams, Hunter Hall's life revolved around bringing order to a world of chaos. After growing up in a military family, Hunter followed in his father and brother's foot steps, sharing the same passion for issuing punishment to those who brought harm to others. With a permanent scowl and hard exterior, Hunter is all work and no play, with very little patience or desire for love and nothing could change that - or so he thought.

Tessa Young is an 18 year old college student with a simple life, excellent grades, and a sweet boyfriend. She always has things planned out ahead of time, until she meets a rude boy named Hardin, with too many tattoos and piercings who shatters her plans.

Book 1 of the Hellhounds MC Series Camilla Aguado would never tell you she had an easy life. Her mother never wanted her, her father was an alcoholic who owned a bar... the irony was not lost on her. She really only had one family, The Hellhounds MC. The only cliche about her life was that she was in love with her best friend's brother, Roman. He was her protector, the one who helped her when she had no where else to go. Of course, he never knew she loved him. Once she had the chance she left Desert Creek, Nevada, hoping to never come back. Roman Santiago never thought much of little Camilla. With her being a year younger than him, and his sister's best friend, he never saw her as anything more than someone who needed protecting. Once she left, he moved on to other opportunities. Now, almost a decade later, he runs The Hellhounds MC. He never thought he'd see Camilla again, that is until a weird twist of fate pulls her right back into his orbit. WARNING: Mature Content

Lillian Michaels was just a hang around for the Merc's MC where her mother was a whore. Lillian was abused growing up and even more so when she became of age and the men were allowed to do what they wanted. The woman was given to the Sons. Chibs had taken a liking to the woman. He saw what they made her into and it broke his heart seeing that. Chibs wants to help the woman know she's loved. Follow Lillian through her journey with the Sons of Anarchy during their darkest time. *** Lillian is my OC, anything dealing with the Sons are owned by Kurt Sutter. But the Merc's MC is my own creation as well. Somethings will be different like who her mother is with from the Mayans ***

A world where soulmates are determined by time. Chibs Telford meets a young girl and they fall for each other. They each must get through obstacles to accept time and each other.