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I can look, but I can’t touch. As the enforcer of The Lost Boys MC, I am used to getting my hands dirty. I’ve always kept my emotions in check. It helps given the position I am in. When I was tasked with watching over our President’s sister, I was ready for it. What I wasn’t ready for, is how that beauty would pull at my heart. I’ve known Ella for years.

Prison is no joke. The food sucks, my roommate snores, and the only thing I have to look forward to is Monroe. My lawyer can look at my briefs anytime. She's smart, beautiful, and the only way I'm getting out of this hellhole. I didn't kill Blaze, but when you're a Dead Soul MC member, no one cares about the truth. And maybe that's for the best, because no one can know about Canyon. Monroe is not just getting me out of jail. She's also getting into my heart.

I can't stand her. But that doesn't mean I won't sleep with her. Chloe is smart, determined, and could out-hack me any day. I'll never tell her that though. Because she's also cocky and a sellout. And hot. One night locked up with her is all I need to decide...I want to hack my way into her heart.

They call me Girth for a reason. I’m a damn giant. The muscle in the MC. It’s why I get sent out on loan when some of our brothers down South need some help. And by help, I mean crush some guys' skulls. That’s what the Marked Skulls are good at. Name fits, right? But when I get there, I’m tasked with protecting the President’s daughter, Lila. She’s petite and gorgeous, and all I can do is look. The Pres made it clear; I can’t touch. What he doesn’t know won’t hurt him, right? Until he finds out.

A bullet to the shoulder. That's all it took to take me down. I thought I was f--king tougher than that. But one look at Ruby, and I realize I'm not tough at all. She makes the whole room spin, or is that the blood loss? With those lips, and the curve of her hips, I can't think straight. Damn the Banderas Cartel. I'll get revenge on them. One day. Especially once they go after Ruby. Oh f--k no. Give me a bike. And a vest. I'll protect my family to the death.

She had my kid and didn't f--king tell me. After years of being overseas, things have gotten complicated. I tried to protect Lexi. From the harm, the drama. So I cut contact. To keep her safe. But now she's an EMT and fixing up my enemies. All while raising my daughter.

I can look, but I can’t touch. As the enforcer of The Lost Boys MC, I am used to getting my hands dirty. I’ve always kept my emotions in check. It helps given the position I am in. When I was tasked with watching over our president’s sister, I was ready for it. What I wasn’t ready for, is how that beauty would pull at my heart. I’ve known Ella for years. After a horrible breakup with her ex, all I wanted to do was protect her. But now, all I want is to bend her over and make her mine.

Being locked up pisses me off. It was supposed to be a one-night stand. I'm f--king good at those. But Brigid is...different. And tough as hell. I like her Irish whiskey, and the way her lips feel on my...skin. She's got secrets. Hell, we all do. That's what the MC is about. Hers might get us all killed. Just another day at the office.

They call me Rodeo, ‘cause I was made for ridin’. When a member of our MC turns up dead, I know exactly who did it. But when I show up at the witness’s house to confirm my suspicions, she tells me something I don’t wanna hear. It wasn’t the MC I thought. It was someone else. So now we have two enemies. And I have to keep her safe from both. Because she’s beautiful and fragile. She needs someone like me to take care of her. And I do, all night long. Things usually get complicated when I try to rope a girl. But this level of complicated? This is a whole new thing.

I might not be a wizard, but I’ve got magic below the belt. When I see Kaya for the first time, I know I have to make her mine. She thinks she is nothing special, just a waitress. But she has no idea how her curves make me feel. How bad I want to touch her skin. But she’s not safe with me. Not until I exterminate this threat. The Dark Legions are going down. For good this time.

As a sniper in the military, I shot on sight. But now, the only thing I have eyes for is Brooklyn, the new bartender at PJ's. Her curvy hips, those pouty lips; I want to touch every inch of her skin. I'll bend her over my bike and show her how a Bad Disciple really rides. But Brooklyn is hiding something - a secret that could rip us and the club apart. I killed her brother overseas. And now it haunts me in our streets. I’ll convince Brooklyn to stay with me. I never miss a target, and this time the bullseye is her heart.

I always get what I want. Until now. The club has been infiltrated. There’s a cop who knows too much. And it’s my job as president to clean up this sh-t. I can’t afford any distractions. But when Hayley slams into my bike, she’s all I think about. Her thick curves make me want to take her for a ride. She quickly becomes the stress relief that I need. However, the closer we get, the more questions about the club she has.

These lawyers can go screw themselves. If they think I'm going to let Everly go into witness protection, they've got another thing coming. They're right that she is in danger, but I can keep her safe. So she will move in with me. At first, it seems simple, but as the lies unravel, I realize that Everly might be the only good thing in all of this. She's pure, innocent, and everything I'm not. But for her, I would change. Be the man she needs me to be. Forever.

There’s no one left to trust. Our contacts turned. The gang we trusted, now works with the cop who betrayed us. The club is at risk like never before. And I would do anything to protect them all. So, when an innocent and gorgeous girl storms into my life, she throws everything off course. All I want is her long legs wrapped around my waist. Freya is determined to search for her half-sister, but things got complicated. The only clue she has to find her sister is a picture - of Hayley. I don’t know who to trust. Only, Freya keeps pulling me back in.

I never stay in one place for long…until her. The Dark Legion and the Hell’s Drifters kidnap me, but when I get out of here, I’ll make them pay. I know my brothers in the MC are looking for me, but I don’t know how long it will take. The only thing that is keeping me sane is Harley. She has risked everything to take care of me. If the Dark Legion or the Hell’s Drifters find out, they will kill her. And I won’t let that happen. When I escape I’m taking her with me. Because for her I’m sticking around.

Just like Abe Lincoln, I got shot. You’ve got to be kidding me. If we’re going to stay safe, we need to grow the MC. And I’ve found a good guy to join up. Except his sister hates me. Too bad, because she’s a beauty. Those curves and long legs. I’ll convince her to be mine and let her brother join the MC. I’m honest, after all.

I thought kids were annoying. But after I meet Ana, the MILF next door's daughter, I change my mind. She has the same sense of humor that I do. She's a cool person, just on a smaller scale. And hanging out with her means more time with her mom. Makenna is easy on the eyes, but would be better on my bike. Getting close to me is a risk. But I would lay down my life for them. Take a bullet. Girls like battle scars, right?

She lied to me. The minute I see Gavin for the first time, I know he is mine. Piper told him his daddy was in jail. I should be angry with her. But with that stethoscope draped around her neck, I know she's not as bad as I want her to be. She was just trying to protect him. From my life, my club, and the bastards that are trying to kill us.

I never sleep alone. That's why they call me Notch. Because I am always adding a new line on my bedpost. So when I meet Maya, she's just another conquest. There is something about her slender frame and long legs that keep me coming back for more. With the end of the war in sight, I let my guard down and make her scream my name. But when I find out she's our enemy’s sister, I question everything. And I am forced to decide what is more important. Ending the war for our club. Or being with her.

She was supposed to be mine forever. But the night our fathers were killed, Sydney decided this life wasn't for her. So she ran. She left me, and our club behind. I never expected to see her on my doorstep six years later. With our child. She looks different, but she's still as beautiful as ever. Those hips, her sultry smile, I can't get over her. But she didn't leave the life, and she's got a DEA agent on her tail.