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A blessing in disguise. That’s what everyone called it. But to me, finding out your best friend is screwing your boyfriend, aka the love of your life, isn’t a blessing in any way. Especially when you still have to see your ex at work every day; and he suddenly needs to "talk" about what went wrong. Yeah right. What I need right now is a distraction.

Victim. I hate that word. But it’s hard to get away from when you lived through the kind of tragedy I have. They say time heals all wounds. I call bullsh*t. Time only makes it easier to accept what you’ve become, but it doesn’t fix it. So, here I am, starting a new life, back where my old life ended. Back in Crooked Creek, Montana.

The only person I ever needed was my brother. It was us against the world, especially after our parents died. He was my rock. My life. My safe place. My home. Until they came storming in to claim me. Alex Holland and Ripper Hastings are everything a woman could want. Powerful, protective, and hotter than sin.

Scarlett Chase is every man’s wet dream. As soon as I laid eyes on her, I knew she’d be mine. That is, until I found out she was untouchable. One kiss, one forbidden touch, will have me out on the streets and stripped of who I am. Yet I want her. I need her. And I’m done following all these damn rules. Wolf Stone is my obsession. Ever since he pulled over on that empty road, I’ve been tormented by the man. His possessive words and heated looks have me tightly wound. One touch, and he lights me on fire. But I want more. I not only want him in my bed, I want to keep him for myself.

I'm lost. I'm no longer the golden girl from California seeking a world of adventure. He pulled me into his dark underworld. I might have escaped, but he still has me enslaved, craving his dark, devilish touch and the pleasures of the world to which he introduced me. But he broke more than my boundaries. He broke me. I hate him...loathe him...can't stop dreaming about my master - half wishing he'd find me and punish me like only he can.

A club member’s betrayal killed those that I loved, and revenge is the only justice you serve because that’s all you have left. You keep fighting and keep breathing, even when you’re empty of any soul. I had to fight and kill to earn the president patch of the Berzerkers MC. We rule our criminal empire of underground fighting. Money and blood are all that’s important to me now. The brazen, dark-haired spitfire named Izzy made a stupid choice to steal from my club, and now, I’m obligated to deal out her punishment and decide her fate.

Will the president of 1%'er club Lucifer's Lair MC get tamed, or will he still be wild? Does the president of Lucifer's Lair claim his first lady, or does he let what happened in the past define him? I only hired Chantal to get to the bottom of who is trying to kill me inside of my club. That was it. All she was supposed to do was hack into the computers and find a connection and see who has been reading my emails and leaking information about drops. Having this pink-haired pixie in my club and my bed pretending to be my ol' lady is definitely blurring some lines.

Derek is obsessed with Harleigh Quinlan. It doesn't help that he's been assigned as her guardian - a job he never guessed would bring him face to face with his darkest enemy. Haunted by a tragic and brutal past and forced to confront his own demons, Derek must find a way to protect the woman who's become his entire world and seek answers to the nightmares that plague his nights. As vengeance burns within his veins, will Derek become consumed by the flames?

I was born a Salvatore. She a Fiorelli. Our families have taken serious vows to end the other. But when it came time for me to make mine...the only vow I made was to make the Little Fiorelli girl mine even it meant taking her breath, heart heart, shattering her soul into pieces just so I can be the villain playing the hero, piecing it back together again.

The Hellbound Lovers are tough, ride hard, and love fiercely. And when they set their heart on something, there’s nothing stopping them from getting what they want. Especially when that something involves top of the line curves. That make their engines rumble and purr like a smooth dream. When these men fall, they fall hard, and when impending danger threatens what they love most...they’ll do whatever it takes to protect it.

The moment I laid my eyes on her, I knew she was going to be mine. I also knew that I'd have to do everything I could to ensure that my past remained a secret. The trouble I'd been in shouldn't have to define my future. I should have known that secrets can't stay hidden forever. Now that they're out, she's as frightened of me as everyone else. She wants nothing to do with me. She's ordered me to stay far, far away. She has no idea how deep my love runs and I'm not giving up on her. She can push me away as much as she wants but she will be mine, even if it's the last thing we do.

Samuel: I’m the ancient werewolf that leads the Lunatics MC, and they call me Zeus. We rule our territories in New Orleans and along the Bayous of Louisiana. I ride hard, and I never live in the past. But some memories are hard to forget, and the woman I lost still lingers in the back of my mind. When I meet Heather, I’m captivated. Heather: Bad relationships seem to dominate my past. I’ve just found freedom, and the last thing I need is another man in my life. When I stumble into the Lunatics MC clubhouse and meet Zeus, I’m surrounded by his dangerous and supernatural energy.

Charm. Old money. A six-pack. Loves dogs. He'd be the perfect guy - if I wasn't suing him. Mr. Hot-shot lawyer has no idea I'm the girl he swore he'd have his day in court with. I lied. Gave him a fake name. I couldn't wait to see the look on his face when we'd meet again in small claims. But the kiss we shared under the stars was explosive.

I’ve never been the marrying kind. I’m too busy helping my dad run the family ranch, for love or relationships. But when his health suddenly starts to fail - so does our entire livelihood. And it’s just the opportunity the slimy Lloyd Howell has been waiting for. Not only does he hire all our best hand’s away, but he’s backed me into a corner. The only way to save everything I’ve ever loved is to marry this snake of a man.

I’d heard the phrase a dozen times; I just never thought I’d married one. But I did - and he turned out to be far worse than I could ever imagine. It’s crazy how easily a handsome face can hide a cruel mind. I never expected my life to end up this way. Fighting every - single - day - just to survive. And I’m tired. Tired of hiding the truth. Tired of all the lies.

I didn’t do it. Of f--king course, I’m guilty before the trial. What the f--k happened to innocent until proven guilty? As the 1 percent MC Prez, I’m guilty.

There are no good men, only bad ones. The men from my past have proven this time and time again. I have no reason to think this one will be any different. One minute, I’m having dinner with my father and the next, I’m locked in a dark room waiting to be sold to the highest bidder. I can only imagine what kind of hell my life is about to become.

I was bored. Attending the same parties, seeing the same faces and even more familiar bodies dolled up in the latest fashions straight from the runway. But one night in Capri changed everything.

And now he's here, with his smug face and penetrating eyes, demanding my help. Yeah, right. I’ve heard the stories. He’s going all the way to the NFL, so long as he’s not put on academic probation for failing classes. Which is where I’m supposed to come in. And if it wasn’t for my boss/secret crush pleading with me to take Carter on, I’d drop him like a bad habit. I’ll do this favor and help the guy I really can’t stand, for the guy I really want to be with. And no matter how much time Carter and I spend together, there’s no way in hell I’d ever fall for him.

When she told me Sons of Anarchy was her favorite show, I knew I was in trouble. When she said I'm what Jax would look like if he didn't die, I knew I was screwed. I was her fantasy man, all grown up. But I'm no pretty boy acting in a show. This is real life sweetheart. It's ugly. It's raw.