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Quinn has spent her whole life working in her dad's garage, leaving her more comfortable with a carburetor than a curling iron. Her world is turned upside down when her beloved garage is bought by none other than world famous, sexy as sin, custom car builder, Tazen Watts. He's the one man she can't stand...even though he makes her hotter than a high performance engine in top gear.

Alarick has dealt with an array of difficult things in his life - his father disappearing, his mother dying, becoming the president of his club. His life hasn’t been easy, and it’s certainly never been simple. But he knows how to handle this world. There isn’t a single thing in it he can’t deal with…until now. Bodies are showing up on his doorstep. People are uncovering lie upon lie. Those he trusts are making him doubt. Danger is lurking in every corner. He’s trapped between wanting to protect those he loves and finding out the truth.

You know how it went for me. You know what he did. You know the fire he left inside my soul when he crushed me into a thousand tiny pieces. Since Marcus, my life has been a blur of emptiness. Since Marcus, there has been nothing. I'm alone, my mom is dwindling, and I feel nothing but emptiness. I work long, I work hard, but why?

Maddox is the president of the Jokers' Wrath MC. He's hard, he's determined, and he's never had to give his heart over...until the day he found and saved Santana. Sassy and headstrong, she's given him a run for his money for a solid five years. Their tension has built, and both of them have danced around a passion that's burning so deep in their souls, it's all consuming. They want each other - they're just too stubborn to admit it.

My name is Finn. I’m the broken one, the one everyone worries about, the one who’ll probably never have it all together. I’m the quiet one. My eyes don’t smile. My heart doesn’t love. I was hurt the most, and I’ll never recover. Those are their words. They aren’t mine. The truth is, nobody really knows who I am - not a damned soul - and they probably never will. I’m tired of people feeling sorry for me. I’m tired of living under the Knight command, keeping the reputation. Maybe, just maybe, I’d like to be something else - because screw the Knight name.

Dimitri wants only one thing: revenge. His stepfather, Hendrix, has caused him nothing but pain and heartache. At last Dimitri can take something - someone - important to Hendrix and make him pay: Jess. Jess is feisty and strong headed. Her past haunts her and connects her to the dangerously dark Dimitri in an unexpected way. Dimitri keeps his secrets locked deep inside, and Jess is drawn to this broken man like no one before.

I’m a cop, sworn to protect, to keep people safe. I’m supposed to abide by the rules, to always do right. I fight for justice. That’s what the rule book says, doesn’t it? And I take my job seriously, even if my job doesn’t always take me seriously.... So how I got tangled up with a notorious MC, dealing with illegal investigations that would have my job ripped from beneath me, is beyond my comprehension. Yet, here I am, dipping my toes into dangerous waters, doing illegal research, risking it all for justice.

I’m Waverly. I’m not going to blabber on about how strong and fierce I am. Or proceed to tell you how broken or damaged I’ve become. No, I’m just going to tell you that I’m me. Just me. Waverly. I am all of those things, but I’m also so much more. I’m helping a club - a club that needs me to bring peace back into its world. If you had asked me if I’d be working for a biker club six months ago, I would have simply laughed in your face. I mean, a biker club? Come on. Yet here I am, doing the unthinkable. Penetrating the deepest, darkest parts of that world.

In the darkness is where I first met him, alone at a water fountain, tears rolling down my cheeks, ready to give up. From the shadows, his voice came to me, soothing, comforting, rough as the blackest night. I didn’t see him. I don’t even know his name. All I know is he saved me that night. He put my back on my feet. And he’s kept me on them. Every time I’ve needed him, he’s found a way to come to me, my stranger of the night, my dark warrior. My name is Scarlett. You probably know me. I’m America’s number-one country-music star.

Brody - that’s the name that left my lips so many times, the name that stole my heart, the name that made me into the woman I am today, the name that eventually shattered my world so completely. He built me up, with love and desire - and then his darkness tore me down. Now he’s gone, out there trying to fight a battle that isn’t his to fight. He’ll die. No truer words have ever been spoken.

Dear Diary, oh, who am I kidding? Dear Life, you’re cruel. You’re heartless. You’re sick. You’re really damned twisted. Do you know that? Nope... Still doesn’t cut it. Dear Fate...yeah, that’s the one. Dear Fate, what the actual hell? What exactly did I do to deserve the life you paved for me? Did I bother you so? Was I awful? Did I not pray enough? You took my life into your hands, fate, and you twisted it. You turned it into a broken mess, and you made it ugly. You made me ugly. A life for a life. An eye for an eye. That’s how it goes, right? Her life. Now mine.

I’ve always held my own. I’m determined. I’m happy. I’m strong. But not right now - right now I’m weak, pathetic. I screwed up. I screwed up in a way I can’t fix. I destroyed someone. I stomped on a heart. I broke the one rule all women should live by. There’s no coming back from it. Yet, I can’t seem to find the strength to stop. Nicolai - that name, it ruins me.

Crazy eyes. You know the ones: the empty, soulless eyes of a person who has nothing left inside - nothing but a bottomless pit of insanity and desperation. Their eyes lose their sparkle, the very thing that makes them who they are. In place of that, you’ll find nothing more than bitterness. I have those eyes - that same broken soul. So I changed my life, started anew. But she found me. Now the lies I’ve kept wound deeply in my chest are unravelling.

Run. He told me to run. So I ran. It turns out just because you run from something, it doesn't mean it can't find you. He's coming for me. He wants what I hold closest. He wants to lie, manipulate, and use me. He wants me to betray him. Rafael. Leader of the Italian Mafia. Love of my life. Father of my child. He's going to make me do the unthinkable. There is no way out. I'm trapped and about to make the biggest mistake of my life.

Firstly, let me make this clear: I didn't come here for drama. I came here to escape, to unwind, to relax in paradise. This place is meant to be everything epic the world can offer. A ranch, run by hot, tattooed mountain men, that has been made into a retreat. An escape from the world, from all the stresses of daily life. We're the first group to camp hot stuff, and for what seems like the shortest time, it's bliss. Until a body shows up. Murdered. And now my little vacation has turned into a murder mystery. With hot men, a camp full of nerds, and a whole lot of unanswered questions.

I don’t do love triangles. Hell, I don’t do women. I've learned that lesson the hard way. I get in. I get out. I do what I have to do. But then I meet them - two of them. They’re completely different, but both perfect. One is soft and sweet - beautiful in a way that takes your breath away. The other is wild and crazy - the kind that sparks your soul back to life. Both speak to me. Both want me. I’m in the middle of a mess, and with my own demons, I don’t know how to fight my way out of it. When the situation becomes dangerous, I have no choice but to protect them both.

Delaney, a professional bodyguard, has spent years trying to prove herself in a male-dominated industry. Now she's facing her greatest challenge yet. Bad boy billionaire Jax Shields has made plenty of enemies on his climb to the top, but being in the wrong place at the wrong time has put his life at risk. Now he's putting his life in the hands of Delaney and her team. He demands the best in everything, and he doesn't think she has what it takes to protect him. He's also made it clear he'd rather have her on her back than covering his.

Spike knows tragedy, and he knows that feelings are better left hidden. He refuses to put his heart out there again, it's a pain he's not willing to feel a second time around. He's accepted he's going to spend forever alone. That's all he deserves.

We're 13 girls, captive to a man we rarely see. Obedience will become all we know - it is the only emotion we're permitted to feel. When we're bad, we're punished. When we're good, we're rewarded. Our scars run deep, yet we survive because we have to - because he teaches us to. All of us are special, we feel it with everything we are. He has us for a reason, but it's a reason we don't know. We haven't seen his face, but we know that something deeply broken lies beneath the darkness. With every touch, with every punishment, we know it.

What can I say about Reign Braxton? King of sex. Jealous. Possessive. Obsessed. Gorgeous. Those are the first thoughts that come to mind when describing the sex extraordinaire that is my new boss. Six months ago, I would have melted to my knees at the very sight of him. Golden eyes, tall, broad, ripped beyond ripped, messy black hair, and a smile to die for. He could flick your panties off and have them running for cover with a mere glance in your direction. He’s also an asshole. Like, a mega asshole. Not just your average prick - no, Reign takes prick to a whole new level.