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.

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.

"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.

"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.

(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.

***book one of the Savage MC series*** Im going to tell you a story. A story about a love that was so preciously beautiful it belonged in a fairy tale. A love that held so much purity in a world of sin it made even the damnedest see hope. A love that held so much raw feeling it could only be real. One created to last through anything. I'm going to tell you the story of a love that was ruined by rumours. A love that was lost in time. * Eight years ago a girl met a boy who changed her world. Eight years ago a boy made the decision that she was his. Eight years ago, a night that started out innocent, tore them apart. * Now she's back and he wants nothing to do with her. * As Millie starts to explain her circumstances, it soon becomes clear that Millie's problems involve Cut a lot more than he could have ever anticipated. * However nothing in life is ever simple. As things start to unravel Millie and Cut must revisit a time that they both, for very different reasons, would much rather pretend never happened. The past always comes calling. **strong language and sexual content**

****book two of Savage MC series***** "Go on sweetie, blow out the candles and make a wish. Now don't tell anyone or it won't come true" "I wont, I promise". * We've all dreamed of being princesses who wore beautiful dresses and danced and swirled around in high roofed ball rooms. We've all wanted long, wavy hair and looks that stopped people in their tracks. We've all wanted a Kingdom that worshipped us indefinitely, starstruck on the idea of us. I wished and got my dream, in a roundabout way. See I wore beautiful outfits that were designed solely for me. I had hair that many would kill for and had perfected my make up to the point that I gave make up artists a run for their money. Best of all I had a Kingdom that worshipped the ground I danced on and paid to do it too; starstruck didn't come close to what they felt when they saw me. Yeah I got my fairytale princess story, in a way that was no sort of fairytale at all. * Aine had her Kingdom that she fought to own the throne in and Switch had his brotherhood that was all he needed. Two different people, two different stories. When trouble arises in the club, she'll do whatever she has to do to keep herself from becoming vulnerable and he'll do everything to tear her Kingdom apart...question is will he get what he wants or destroy them both in the process? Funny how time passes and it seems like it hasn't at all. ************************************** Three things about this story: -I'm going to make you love something you otherwise would hate. -I'm going to make you hate something you previously loved. -And by doing both of the above I'm going to break your heart. Get ready. ***Sexual content and bad language****

An hourglass was once used to show the passage of time, a tiny vile consisting of two glass bulbs connected vertically by a narrow neck which allowed for the trickle of sand from the upper bulb to the lower. An object of delicate beauty it demonstrated to the world what many feared most in life. Time running out. While what it represented was feared, none could ever look away as the sprinkle of sand moved silently into the lower bulb, filling as the top emptied. There was something majestically tranquil about how easily the sand slipped through the opening. And while an hourglass is most alluring to us, it still stands by its purpose. Our time will run out, no matter what we do to try and stop it. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * "She belongs with us, we're taking her back." his voice was harsh, a spit of fire to his words and I felt its flame run down my spine. I didn't reply because while I knew there was logic to his words I couldn't stop the curl of fury like a snake slithering up my body as the claim shot through my head, untamed. She is mine, she belongs to me. "Come get her." I invited, the threat evident in my voice and I heard him scoff in return. "You have asked for what is coming, Fox." he snarled down the phone before hanging up and I felt it in the pit of my stomach. Our time was up. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

At one point or another we have thought that we couldn't be pushed any further, that surely if we were to be, it would be the end of us. Yet, those times we got pushed to the ground, we found ourselves standing up and moving forward over and over. It takes one severe situation that pushes us beyond breaking that makes us realise our own strength, our own capabilities. Grace has never lived rough, has never had to know the challenges that life can bring to you, not until now. She was raised under her uncles family's protection but even that couldn't save her from the trouble she has gotten herself in this time. Zip earned his position as Foxs right hand, having lived tough and bled for his club, proving his allegiance. He never minded difficult situations but Grace was one he didn't like having to be a part of. One silly choice she made turned the whole club upside down. While Zip and his brothers tried their best to protect Grace, not everyone can be saved. How far can they all be pushed before it becomes too much?

"We could be more than just friends, Soph." • • • He was a player with the brain of a genius. She was his best friend, the only one who could resist his charm. And yet... - Hold on to your panties, because a genius is loose.