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Lucian Steele is my cross to bear. I’ve been the board’s liaison to him for the last five years. The job entails having to convince him to do what they want. They chose me mostly because no one else can handle the beast of a man. He’s aggravating in the most attractive way, yet I can’t seem to stop thinking of him. If only he knew just how much I liked him, maybe then he’d realize I’d do anything to protect him.

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.

She’s a wildcat in bed, and she’s driving me insane! Ever since that first night I can’t get enough of Rahyne Andrews. Her kisses, her body, her moans, drive me crazy. I can’t seem to say no to her. My only problem is that she doesn’t seem to be interested in more than my body. And I’m not about to have my control taken away from me. She either bends to my will, or I’m walking.

My life hasn’t been easy. I killed to survive. In the Pen at 18. Out at 22. My luck changes. I encountered the MC. The MC is my family. Life is short. I live my life fast and dark. Kill or be killed. That’s the only way to live to survive. Lost and found. The girl is scared. I’m a biker. Claiming her is not for me. But I want to protect her. She touches my soul.

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.

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.

I’m a sick, perverted fool. I want to defile the only innocent thing that exists in this god forsaken place. Luna is as pure as they come, 18, untouched, and beautiful. But I can’t have her. It’s not right. A woman like Luna deserves someone better than me. But the hunger I have for her seeks control, and I don’t know if I’ll be able to hold back much longer.

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.

We are the Merciless Few MC, an outlaw club hell-bent on saving those good souls tormented and abused using any means necessary. When you ride with the men of the Merciless Few, loyalty and respect are earned.

Unbelievable! No matter how far I run, how much I try to keep in the shadows and stay out of my father’s affairs, I fall into the darkness. The scary biker thinks that my father will conform to his demands by taking me. The biker is crazy. Father only cares about his job and my brother. The odd thing is, this scary, hard biker doesn’t scare me, and he makes me feel alive. He sees me.

Bear and his club, Hellion MC, are in a bloody war with their enemy - the Cutthroats MC. They decide to patch over with the Berzerkers MC to strengthen their numbers and take down their enemy. Before the pact is made, Bear runs into Holly. She's naïve and pure - a breath of fresh air to a dangerous man like him. And she's off limits since her brother, Diezel, is the Berzerkers President. But Bear crosses that line and claims Holly for himself, even if Diezel wants him dead.

Looks can be deceiving. On paper, I'm a dream man. I made the cover of Forbes magazine. Twice. I'm sexy AF. Loaded. And bilingual. But I'm hiding a dark secret. A pain that never goes away. In so many ways, I'm still the lonely boy always missing his daddy. The only people who ever truly loved me are dead and gone. Sure, I might have millions, but it can't buy me love. Everything in my world is fake. I'm sick of the scene. The charity events and the starving models all dying to suck me off. Then fate brings me Selina. She's a fiery, hot-blooded Latina.

I leave my club and go Nomad to help dull the pain of losing my sister, but I can’t figure out how to move on. My best friend and club president, Stryker, calls me home for a battle with a rival club. We killed them all, and I planned on riding the open road again. But I meet Izzy’s pregnant sister, Marie, and she captivates me. She’s naïve and innocent, but she’s brave and beautiful too. But I won’t leave my club brothers again, and I’ll never let go of Marie. I’ll ride through Hell to stay and make her mine.

Life has kicked my ass. Aged out of the Foster system. I’m on my own. Trying to stay alive. Working the only job, I could get. At the gas station. Certainly not my dream job. But I gotta do what I gotta do. The customers are rude and vulgar. One night. A group of thugs comes in. I’m scared. Lucky me. A biker is here. Claims he’s going to help me. Could that be true?

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.

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.

The MC is my life. Second gen. I’m an MC brat. It runs in my blood. I will protect. I will kill. I take care of my Prez. Yeah, sergeant-at-arms. Just like my dad. Bitches come and go. Love is overrated. Bitch betrayed me. The bitch disappeared. Now she shows up. Surprise.

I’ve loved Jade ever since I first laid eyes on her. She’s always been mine. And now, a dangerous evil wants to take her away from me. He wants to hurt her, cage her free spirit. Over my dead body will he lay a finger on her. No one takes what’s mine. And no one hurts what I love, without paying the price. She’s my life, my love, my everything. And I’ll be damned if I lose her.