"Because only a demon could recognize an angel when he saw one." Wolf was the Devil's Henchmen MC's greatest asset. He was their killer. People feared him because of what he would do for his club. He wasn't an average man. He felt no remorse, no guilt, no shame. He did what he had to do to protect the people that had taken him in and give him the family he craved. That was until he met Lillian. His Dove. She came into his life and turned everything he knew on its head. He would do whatever it took to have her for himself. Even if it meant going against his club.

"Are you ready, baby?" I'm asking her as much as I'm asking myself. She never lets her eyes leave mine. "Mm," she nods and I push all the way in. Her face twists in a mixture of torment and temptation. I hold myself still, feeling her tightness wrap every inch of me. Leaning forward, I press my forehead to hers. "No one will ever get you like I do. No one will ever f ck you like I do. No one will ever love you like I do, baby." --Though she's young, Silvie has spent a lifetime paying for other people's mistakes. That's what landed her in the sights of a wolf. A Gang of Wolves to be exact. Everything Wulf does is for his motorcycle club, but when Silvie- young, innocent, and sweet, enters the picture things change. He takes an interest in the little pixie who becomes more than just a payment for her brother's debts. What happens when a woman begins to tame the beast of her predator? What happens when a wolf learns he wants to be a protector? ** This story is a Dark Romance. If you want a fairy tale, read Cinderella. Yes, this book has a HEA, but there are a lot of bumps and bruises along the way. This book is real and sometimes raw. If you have triggers, expect some of them to be pulled** Highest Ranking - #1 Dark Romance #1 Age Gap #1 Alpha Male

***** This is not related to my Broken Demons series in any way****** Violet Wilkins moves into a house she's just inherited in North Carolina. Immediately she has the interest of the VP of The Reapers Riders, a dangerous motorcycle club. Bones can't get Violet out of his head, and his prez thinks she's hiding something. As Bones tries to get closer will he uncover her secrets? Will Violet have to run again?

{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.

You ever have feelings you know you shouldn't have for a person you know you shouldn't have them for? That's what it's like for Claire and Ashe. Electricity surged the moment they laid eyes on each other. On the front porch of the parent's home. Disregarding the familial technicality and the order given to him by her father- his vice president- to stay away from her, the two find themselves sneaking away to steal any moment together. All under the nose of the man who turned Ashes life around. While the two struggle to keep their relationship under wraps long enough to find a way to break the news to her father, the club's enemies zero in on Claire, using her past against her as a tactic to dismantle the club. After many attempts, the Cartel are successful at luring Claire into a trap that lands Ashe in Prison. With this sudden added pressure to the relationship and the reality at the type of lifestyle Ashe really lives, will the relationship make it through his sentence? And what will happen when he gets out?

Over 20 years ago, I truly felt like I belonged. With my club, in my life. One night is all it took to destroy that. Now, that same club has walked into my bar. Why does it feel like this is another chance? Can I keep what I do, my other life I lead, away from them? What would they think if they knew I can be a killer? Can he take the darkness from me? He is her twisted fantasy We found our club Queen, in a fucking bar. The instant pull I feel, I can't deny. Her eyes say she has secrets. A darkness in her eyes, can she let her guard down, to love someone? I have never in my life felt this pull, to hand over my all to a woman. But for her, I will take all her darkness. She is his dark fantasy