Showing results for "Disciples" in Thriller & Suspense

DI Brook thought the nightmare was over- but the Reaper has left behind a horrifying legacy… When an accidental drowning is found to be murder, Brook’s past relationship with the victim makes him the prime suspect. A fact made worse when he receives a chilling message urging him to continue...

Sister Veronica is back at the Convent; a changed woman as a result of her experiences with the corrupt clergy and the murder she lived through. Now - more than ever - she has a thirst for righting wrongs, even if it means getting herself into danger. So, when a two-month-old baby girl is left on the Convent doorstep one night, wrapped up in dirty blankets and placed in an open cardboard box, Sister Veronica steps in to help solve the mystery. And when she discovers a tarot card left with the baby, she is drawn deeper into the search for the mother.

When Tokyo falls victim to a deadly terrorist attack, Detective Sergeant Mariko Oshiro knows who is responsible, even if she doesn't have proof. She urges her commanding officers to arrest the perpetrator - an insane zealot who was just released from police custody. When her pleas fall on deaf ears, she loses her temper and then her badge as well as her best chance of fighting back.

She was an assignment: a selfish brat who'd run away from home and who’d found refuge in an MC, a spoiled pain in my a-s that I had to bring back to Daddy. Only—Isabelle is nothing like the picture my initial research painted. Yes, she's a brat. Yes, she's insecure. And yes, she's a Disciple…sort of. But she's so much more than that. So broken, yet so hopeful. So lost, yet so eager to be found.

I don't do relationships, I don't do drama, and I definitely don't do love. I'm not Prince Charming. I'm the VP of the Disciples, and the club is my family. The last thing I need is a violet-eyed enchantress who smells like candy and has some sort of voodoo chemistry that's messing with my mind. She needs to go. She's a distraction...a weakness I can't have. Men like me fall in lust, not love. So why is she still here?

I fell in love with a redheaded boy, a boy who was kind and good - until he wasn’t. He broke my heart once, twice...I’ve lost count. Like a dark god, he haunts me. He smells like smoke and cinnamon, with danger seeping from every pore. He is my savior, my lover, exciting and addictive. I should’ve seen it coming. Never trust a Disciple. You have to sell your soul to the devil to get one to love you. I would. I did.

They came for her in the night. When she wakes, she's in a cell. She has no idea if it will help, but it is the only option she has: She tells them she belongs to the Savage Disciples MC. Years ago, he lost everything. Now, the club is the only thing Jager allows himself to care about. Nothing matters but his Savage Disciple brothers. At least, until she arrives, and he has a decision to make.

I thought coming to this unknown town would keep me out of trouble, that it would be the perfect place to hide and start a new life. Instead, I found myself a different kind of trouble. The kind of trouble that makes good girls like me want to be all kinds of bad. This obsessed hero is dark and dirty and willing to unleash all kinds of evil to protect the woman he loves. Hold on tight while he takes you on a fast and sexy ride in this stand-alone motorcycle club romance with no cheating, minimal angst, and a guaranteed HEA.