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When outlaw biker, Crash, suddenly finds himself a rich girl’s bodyguard and babysitter, he thinks he’ll teach the stuck-up girl a lesson. The world saw a classy wealthy lady. All he saw was a spoiled little rich girl. Until she reveals the shattered girl inside that tries so hard to hide her fears with a façade of arrogance, attitude, and sass. He’d tear down those walls she tries so hard to build, if only she’d let him. Could the love of a man so wrong for her be the only one to save her? And in his darkest hour, would her love be enough to save him?

Buried under the sexy-as-sin tomboy with the smartass mouth that can put any man in the MC in his place, is a feminine side Crystal only reveals when pushed. And Wolf is just the man to push. Problem is Crystal's the only woman to ever push back. Which only makes Wolf more determined to have her.

For years after Shades had lost Skylar, he’d tried satisfying the emptiness of losing her with booze, women and the club. He’d turned his frustration at having to give her up into a determination to climb the ranks of the club, but he hadn’t counted on the fact that the pull he’d felt toward Skylar had only lain dormant in him all these years. Or that all it would take to reignite it was just one look at her. And he sure as hell hadn’t counted on her showing up on the back of a brother’s bike.

Ghost lives his life under one rule—never fall in love, and never get tied down to just one woman.

Gypsy: I’m a Devil King; loyal to no one but my club, until she comes along and tests everything I thought I believed in. When I do a favor for my imprisoned ex-president’s ol’ lady, I come face to face with the one-night stand that’s haunted me for three years. Tess: I’ve never wanted anything to do with my father’s filthy MC, The Devil Kings. With daddy dearest in prison, my mother is falling apart. Her struggle with anxiety, drugs and money problems drag me back from the independence I crave. She needs my help and my father holds the key - literally.

I’m the president of the Devil Kings Atlanta MC. With a fractious club to rebuild and a revolving door on my bedroom, the last thing I need is 5’4” of sex-on-a-stick trouble. When a mysterious beauty shows up with her playmate’s body, dark soulful eyes, and a bagful of cash, I’m willing to make an exception. I don’t fully trust her, but she needs my help.

Kara Harbinger’s only crime is having a court judge for a father, one who just happens to be presiding over the criminal case of the president of the Devil Kings MC. The DKs are about to use the biggest Achilles’ heel he’s got to bend him to their will, to buy his decision, to buy his very soul.

How can the four men who stole me from my life be the same men who saved my life? And in the aftermath of that terrible night, where do we go from here? I don’t know what to believe anymore. I don’t know who to trust. All I know is that someone wants me dead. Someone is plotting in the shadows. The men vow they’ll keep me safe, but all of them are bound by duty to deliver me to Damian Novak, no matter what the consequences.

Betrayal has rocked the Novak Syndicate, and a new enemy has emerged from the shadows. The same question that haunted Damian Novak now haunts me too. Why? I’m terrified of what my hunt for answers might reveal, but I’ll do whatever it takes to bring down this threat. Because I have something to fight for now. Ciro, Hale, Zaid, and Lucas.

They say the devil goes by many names, and I know four of them: Ciro, Hale, Zaid, and Lucas. My father was once a powerful player in the Chicago underground, but six years ago, he left that life behind. The past always finds you, and mine finds me on my wedding day when four brutal, dangerous men drag me from the altar in a hail of gunfire. Four men who used to be four boys. Four boys I cared about. Four boys I left behind. They’re not the same boys I knew though, and whatever we may have once been to each other, it doesn’t matter anymore.

My father was once a powerful player in the Chicago underground, but six years ago, he left that life behind. We changed our names. Our identities. Our lives. The ghosts of the past never forgot him, though. They never forgot me. Dad promised me we were safe, but I should’ve known that was just another one of his lies. The past always finds you, and mine finds me on my wedding day when four brutal, dangerous men drag me from the altar in a hail of gunfire. Four men who used to be four boys. Four boys I cared about. Four boys I left behind.