I walked into the clean, wide tattoo shop, to find a large red head lady sitting at the counter at her computer. As I walked up, she smiled and asked who I was booked for. "I'm here for my thigh, Johnny William" Smiling nervously at her wide grin. I saw a very tall, tanned well built man over near the tattoo seating. Putting his black plastic gloves on, then he looked over his shoulder directly at me. A small, evil smirk sunk into my soul. And his piercing rich green eyes darkened.

Sarah has always wanted to get tattoos. Her parents didn't think it was a good idea but with her living In Chicago with her best friend nothing could stop her. When she goes to get her tattoo she falls in love with more than a little ink. Find out Sarah's story in this sexy story. (Slowly Editing. Don't judge or comment on my miss spells, extra words, punctuation, etc.) [COMPLETED]

Elyssa's a complete work-a- holic and is on call 24/7. She receives all the security calls every night from her work. Elyssa then directs the security company on how to proceed and respond. With no time for romance what happens when one night the new guy from monitoring calls her with an emergency. His voice is sexy, young and he comes across hotter than hell. Will Elyssa be tempted to finally have something fun in her life or will it always just be about her work. ~~~~~~~ Copyright © 2016 by Debbie Brock All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording, or other electronic or mechanical methods, without the prior written permission of the publisher, except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical reviews and certain other noncommercial uses permitted by copyright law. So basically, copy my work, and I'll hunt you down. :) Amazing covers by: @halle_is_a_wolf

*Story Excerpt* Trust gently gripped the sides of my face, my eyes widened as his electric blue eyes captured mine, "I just got you back, and I am not loosing you again." With that our lips collided, and I never wanted it to stop. * May Sharp is innocence personified, her smile has the power to bring the toughest of men to a halt and yet she has never believed that she would find love, that is until she met Trust. Trust, the epitome of danger. A man who oozes power, and as the vice president of the Kingsmen MC, he believes that everyone's life has a meaning. With a series of cliffhangers, unexpected plot twist and romance to die for, I promise you will want to stick around.

Marren thought she had left it all behind her. Her father's old motorcycle club, her high school sweetheart who chose to stay with the club rather than leave with her, and the forces outside of her control that led to her mother's death. But when her abusive ex-boyfriend has more connections to the law than she does, Marren runs to the only person she knows can keep her safe. Jack.

** Wattpad Featured Story ** Lenni has been running for months, constantly moving and never putting down roots. When she runs into a face from her past, halfway around the world from home, will she finally be able to stop running, or are old habits too hard to break? This is a story of one woman's fight for survival, and the bikers who may make or break her. Contains lots of swearing. Warning: May contain triggers for suicide, domestic abuse, rape and mental health issues. Please don't read if these make you uncomfortable. Copyright © 2017. All rights reserved. This book or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the express written permission of the publisher except for the use of brief quotations in a book review.

MC Book 3 Cheyenne suffered from abuse most of her life at the hands of her father. When she finally escapes at the age of 18 with her 8 year old brother, Jack, she runs into the easy going MC, Marley. Marley was the laid back, funny tattoo artist that loved to make people laugh. He runs into Cheyenne Clark and her brother, along with some dangerous baggage along the way.

"I came to get a tattoo." His eyes narrowed dangerously as he stared down on me, his fist clenched over his chest. I felt vulnerable under his blazing gaze. I awkwardly shifted on my feet. His 6,1 form dominating the room. The t-shirt he was wearing didn't do much to hide his well build body. Tattoos rolling down his arms and neck, disappearing behind his shirt. I couldn't help but stare in awe. "No" No? I opened my mouth to speak, but closed it when no words came out. His intense gaze didn't break, I wanted to run. I shouldn't have come. His form grew larger as he stepped closer. I tried to swallow down my anxiety, but it only grew with every stride he took. He stopped right in front of me. It took all my power to stand my ground, to not stagger away from him like a deer. "You are not getting a tattoo." The coldness of his blue eyes only intensified. Next this I knew a hand grasped my waist and pulled me into a stone chest. I gasped in surprise. Before I could squeal in protest he already had me pushed up against the wall, one arm circled around my torso while the other rested on the wall beside my head. My body shook in fear, adrenaline coursing through my veins as he leaned in closer. What was he doing. Was he going to hurt me? I'm sure he could crush my skull with his bare hands. I turned my face to the side, looking away from him, not wanting to see the satisfying look in his eyes when he hurts me. I awaited the pain, but it never came. Instead my cheek tickled with the breeze of his warm breath, his lips touched my ear. I squeezed my eyes shut as I anxiously waited for his next move. "If I see your body-" I gulped, his eyes boring into mine, "- tainted-" his voice was raspy and painfully low as his palm caressed my cheek, trailing down my neck until it fell on the curve of my sides. "-in any way-" it almost sounded like a growl, "I will kill the person who did it"

A road trip. It sounded simple. It sounded easy. I was simple, it was easy... well it was supposed to be. I had done it before when it was all to much for me, why not do it again. I had hoped all would work out like the last trip. These were my thoughts then... My thoughts after I met HIM.... I'm not so sure I know what the words simple and easy mean anymore.

Leila never had it easy growing up then add in some poor choices and her lifestyle was difficult. She had been on the run for two years from her biggest regret, always on the lookout for him knowing he wouldn't just give her up. That was until she wandered into East haven. Where she met a god like man at a biker bar, one who consumed her thoughts and who wouldn't let her leave. She didn't know what to do; she knew it was only a matter of time until someone found her and then all hell would break lose.