Penny Dee

Three authors. Two morally grey characters. One deadly world. In the silence of the morgue, she fixes what violence ruins. Bullet wounds disappear beneath careful stitching. Evidence vanishes. Secrets are buried with the dead. Every crew in the city relies on her. All except one. The largest...

"There is nowhere for you to run, little one…" Beast I am the president of The Knights of St. Bon Motorcycle Club. A seven-foot mountain of muscle and bone in a pair of motorcycle boots and a leather cut. Cursed with demons and darkness and secrets that run deep. To the people of St. Bon, I am...

I've been called a lot of things in my life. Enforcer. Savage. Monster. None of them bothers me. I know what I am. I am the iron fist of the Knights of St. Boniface Motorcycle Club. I protect the club and keep my family safe. What don't I do? Get involved. Until her.

In this union, the lines between love and hate are blurred. So blurred. He's a cold-blooded monster with ice in his veins and frost in his heart. But in bed, Nico De Kysa burns like wildfire. And in the heat of the night, I begin to forget why I hate the mobster.

He took me as collateral to ensure my ex-fiancé kept the deal they made. But since then, Lev Zarkov has become so much more than the devil I thought he was. And now his baby is growing in my belly. I don't want to leave him, but after one devastating night blows up our life, I know I have my...

Life as I knew it ended with a bullet. It stole my brother from me and destroyed my family. From the ashes, I rose stronger and meaner, to exact the kind of revenge best served bloody and cold. I took out every single person I held responsible. Except one....

I'm fake dating the boss of the Zarkov Bratva—what could possibly go wrong?

A wounded biker with a checkered past. A feisty dancer with a secret. An unexpected love that could destroy them both....

One tragic night took the only good thing in my life from me and set me on a new path. A path that eventually led me here, to the Kings of Mayhem Motorcycle Club in Tennessee....

I learned early how life can turn on a dime. That's how it is when you grow up as a mafia princess. One minute you're rich, spoilt, and betrothed to the most revered man in the city—the next, you're broke and selling your designer bags so you can eat.