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Serious relationships? Not my usual ride. As the Prez of the Steel Demons MC, my life has always been all about the thrill of the chase. But lately, those club bunny flings ain't cutting it. Deep down, I crave something more real, something with meaning. Then, outta nowhere, my past roars back. A night from five years ago, a hazy memory, and in a flash—a son I never knew about. This is how Ellie comes into my life, the game-changer. Her sister's vanished, and she's been raising my kid all by herself. The moment I lock eyes with Ellie, I'm hooked.

I burned my bridges a long time ago and headed for the big city. Life was fast, but I was making it—until I wasn't anymore. I want a do over. Confront my past. Starting with the man who swore he loved me and left anyway. The big, bad biker who broke my heart.

Hawk Red Cloud lives by his own set of rules: Don't let them share the saddle, don't bring them home, and never spend the night. So far he's managed to avoid commitment like the plague. Tildy Fletcher's parents set rules for her. She would never think of breaking them; she knows all too well what would happen if she did. Hawk and Tildy are from two different worlds, but there's no denying the attraction between them. The rules are designed to keep them apart.

Piper Mackenzie first sees him shirtless, standing in front of the military plane she was about to board, with one rather large wrench in his hand. The fact that he has the plane - the one that she’s about to be flying on for hours - in pieces only minutes before she’s set to take off on it doesn’t faze her. At least, not until a flippant joke about dying in midair leaves his lips.

Jinx: It was one kiss. One trick to convince her ex she's in a happy relationship. I'm obsessed with Reagan. Only Reagan isn't looking for that happy relationship. Until she needs me to pretend again. Pretending is perfect. It gives me the opportunity to prove that we are the perfect combination. Thumper: I've been many things in my life. A liar. A cheater. A thief. And I've never had a problem with it. I accepted it. Nothing would change me. Or so I thought. I knew I was a monster. I just don't know how to convince Cara that I'm her monster.

I never thought I’d see her again. What happens in Vegas stays in Vegas, right? But five years later, my casino fling is my new next-door neighbor. A lot’s happened since we got acquainted in that hotel room. I finished out my military career, took a job with my estranged father, moved to the beach…the only thing that hasn’t changed is that Beatrice has always been on my mind. I can’t let her get away again. Lucky for me, she feels the same way.

I never thought I'd look for a woman in a strip club until I laid eyes on her—a redhead with a story. Her eyes weren't just sad; they were screaming for a way out. I could tell she didn't belong there. She's definitely hiding secrets, wrapped in pain, and I couldn't look away. When I saw some sloshed goon getting handsy with her, refusing to take a hint, I knew I had to protect her. Reaching out to help her felt like the only decent thing to do. I offered her a place to stay and a lead on a new gig—but it wasn't just her. Her kid, Sophie, with those wide, scared eyes—they got to me.

When Khloe Devaro's best friend and fiance is lost to the war in Iraq, she's beyond distraught. Her intentions of joining him in the afterlife are thwarted by a Cerberus Motorcycle Club member. Too young to do anything on her own, the only alternative she has now is to take Kid up on his offer to stay at the MC clubhouse. As if that's not a disaster waiting to happen, but anything is better than returning to the foster home she's been forced to live in the last three years.

I love you so much, Stella Hogan. You are the best part of my day. Vincent Booth's whole life has been one of responsibility, from his years in the military leading his men through battle to being president of the his club, the Wounded Souls. But with responsibility comes guilt. Death haunts him. To keep his family safe, he has to stay strong, but the club's beautiful cook could derail him. She has the power to bring him to his knees. He can't let her, can he? Will his deepest secret be his ultimate failure? Or can he trust Stella to be the light in his darkness?

Abby Raines is leaving Las Vegas. She's trading the glitter and excess of her hometown for the rolling hills and lush forests of Rapid City, South Dakota. She's taken her first real job, and she's determined to succeed on her own. Mark Marsten traded the Texas range for the Army Rangers years ago and never looked back. Now he's settled permanently in Rapid City with the remaining members of his Special Forces unit. He thought he had it all - well, almost, anyway. Until a sassy redhead with a sharp tongue and body to die for rolled into town.

Isabel: He's dark, rude, brooding and mean - and he's my new bodyguard. My father Oz is the president of the Death Devils MC. He wants me safe, and out of the way. I don't need a babysitter. I've been taking care of myself for a damn long time now. I don't think sexy, alpha Thorn is too excited about it either. But I'll be damned if I'll make his life any easier. I hate him for abducting me. I hate my father even more for thinking I'm some fragile flower. But what I hate most of all is the way Thorn makes me feel when he says dirty, filthy things to me.

Desirae Shythe is a physical therapist driven to see her patients thrive. Her happiness in life comes from her success, no matter how small the step. Ethan "Hammer" McCoy is known for having an iron fist and an iron heart. When an injury confines him to a wheelchair, he meets the fierce physical therapist who makes it her personal mission to see him walk again. As they both face the struggles of his rehabilitation, can he hammer his way into her heart?

Caleb Barnes is on a mission. He's retired from the Army, but he's waging his own private war now. And though the men of Burnout are his former brothers-in-arms, Caleb fights his battles alone. Caleb was tainted from the moment he was born. He's always been alone and he'll always be alone. The world has no place for a man like him.

Jimmy "Easy" Turnbull lost more than just his lower right leg during his time in Iraq. The confident man whose good looks charmed countless women into bed has been gone for over three years. In his place is a surly and defensive wounded warrior plagued by self-doubt and anger.

My husband, in a rage, hit me in front of the wrong person. Diego, or Kincaid to most, beat the hell out of him for it. I left with Diego anyway. Even though he could turn on me just like my husband did, I knew I had a better chance of survival with Diego. That was until I realized Kincaid could hurt me so much worse than my husband ever could. Physical pain pales in comparison to troubles of the heart.

I met the love of my life when I was 17 years old. She was my best friend, my love, my soulmate. Even at such a young age, we had a solid plan for our future. I would join the Marines after graduation. We would get married after my first deployment. When my time with Marines was up, we would start a family. But that's not what happened. I came home to find out she disappeared a few weeks after I left. It was as if she vanished into thin air. Then, one day, out of the blue, Ember walked into my clubhouse and set off a chain of events that ultimately revealed almost 40 years of secrets.