♡ Cross (Devil's Nightmare MC, Book 1)

I'm the guy whose name brings fear into the hearts of even the hardest men. They call me Cross, because I've killed enough men to fill a cemetery, and I never saw any problem with that. Until a woman I hardly remember brought my eleven-year-old daughter that I didn't know existed, to my doorstep and left her for me to take care of.

At first my daughter was a complication I didn't need, but now I'll do everything I can to raise her right. I'll even stay away from her hot-as-sin guidance counselor Roxanne, who makes me feel like I'm twenty again, and not pushing forty. Which isn't to say I wouldn't show her what a real man can do with a woman like her.

♡ Tank (Devil's Nightmare MC, Book 2)

I always had a thing for redheads, but between their wildness and fiery temper, I kept getting burned. Now that I'm VP of my motorcycle club, my wild and crazy days are over. But I lost none of my taste for redheads. So when Kim, the first redhead I've ever known who can keep her fire hidden behind a cool, though slightly uptight exterior appears in my life, the only sensible thing to do is go after her. Catch her, tame her and maybe even keep her. And she's not resisting either. She wants to be caught.

There's only one problem. I'm an outlaw biker, a killer wanted in five states, and she's the Sheriff's daughter. They say love conquers all, but this might be the exception that proves the rule.

♡ Rook (Devil's Nightmare MC, Book 3)

I only ever loved one woman. I still love her, even though she left to get us breakfast one morning ten years ago and disappeared. I searched for her for months, but she was just gone. Most days it’s all a distant memory of what could’ve been, but I do think of her whenever I wake up next to a strange woman and wish it was her.

Now that I’ve finally found her, nothing and no one will keep me away from her ever again. Not even all of the Mexican cartel.

♡ Scar (Devil's Nightmare MC, Book 4)

Twelve years ago I saved a woman after a bunch of low-lifes kidnapped her and kept her locked up for weeks. I risked everything--my future with the MC, even my life--to save Lynn. But they destroyed her. She was alive but nothing of her was left. So I forgot her, because I had no other choice. Now all the men who destroyed her life are dead, and I wanted her to know that.

No, she doesn’t need another monster in her life. But I can’t stay away. This time I’ll claim her, get what I couldn’t have then. And I don’t want to break her again, but I probably will.

♡ Ice (Devil's Nightmare MC, Book 5)

The fighting cage made me a monster, and that’s what came out when they freed me. She thinks I saved her from monsters, but she just fell into the hands of an even bigger one. She also thinks we’re falling in love. She’s wrong. I forgot how to do that. Besides, love’s not what I want from her.

She should’ve run away from me when I told her to do it. Because now it’s too late.

♡ Hawk (Devil's Nightmare MC, Book 6)

I lusted after the gorgeous female MMA fighter Yanna for years through the computer screen, where I spend most of my time as the hacker for the notorious Devil’s Nightmare MC. When I finally meet her in person, she’s everything I hoped she would be. And more. As sweet as honey, but edgy and hard like a knife too. The perfect blend of sass and sweet.

But being with her means going against direct orders from my President, and could mean messing up the most important job the MC’s taken on in years.

The trouble is, I don’t care. I’d gladly lose it all for the taste of her lips and the touch of her sweet curves.

♡ Doc (Devil's Nightmare MC, Book 7)

I’m a lone wolf, I fly solo, and I’m not looking to find a woman to settle down with. The sum total of what I still want from this world is peace and silence, and being alone with my thoughts. That all held true until Anne came into my life. From the moment I saw her slumped over the wheel of her crashed car on the side of the road, I knew I wanted to know all there is to know about her.

But the more I find out, the more impossible claiming her becomes. She’s running from her abusive ex, and that’s a thing my brothers and I could easily deal with. But her ex is also an FBI Special Agent, and he’ll do whatever it takes to get her back. Messing with him could get us all arrested, or worse, killed.

I can’t let her go and I can’t risk the lives of my brothers to keep her. The choice between Anne and the MC is impossible to make. But, one way or another, I’ll have to make it.

♡ Ink (Devil's Nightmare MC, Book 8)

Julie and me, we’ve been a couple of star-crossed lovers from the start. The things keeping us apart have only gotten more dangerous and deadly, since I made the mistake of leaving her the first time. What do I do now? Do I leave everything behind to keep on running with Julie at my back, and nothing but the open road before us? That’s always been our biggest dream. But to make it come true, I’d have to leave Devil’s Nightmare MC.

I might not survive leaving the Devils. But I know I won’t survive without Julie.

So, I know my choice. When all is said and done, it‘s an easy one.

♡ Ace (Devil's Nightmare MC, Book 9)

The job Cross sent me on was simple—get cozy with the leaders of Roadside Sinners MC and find out which one of them has been snitching to the cops. Less than a day into the job, I’m already messing up. Her name is Stormi, she’s club property, and one of the guys I’m supposed to be making friends with is fixated on her. There’s not just one good reason why I should stay as far away from her as possible, there’s many.

But I’ve never been good at tempering lust with logic, and she’s not a woman I want for just one night. The longer I spend with her, the surer I am that I want her for all the nights of my life. And damn the consequences.

♡ Colt (Devil's Nightmare MC, Book 10)

There she is, looking bored and gorgeous behind the bar, her midnight blue eyes showing me that perfect blend of wicked and nice. Her curves are just wicked. Two minutes of talking to her, and I know she’s the kind of woman you never tame. But I will try.

The only problem is, I met her while on a life and death type of job for Devil’s Nightmare MC. On any other night, I’d take her with me and never let her go. But I can’t mess up this job.

She’ll keep.

She better.

♡ Blaze (Devil's Nightmare MC, Book 11)

Years ago I walked away from a blood feud that has plagued my family for generations. I found a new family and a new home with Devil’s Nightmare MC. But no one walks away from the feud. I should have known that. I shouldn’t have tried to.

Now my brothers are in danger and I am the only one who can protect them. By my own death. There is no other way. And I will do what I must.

But Misti, a girl who glows like starlight and makes me wish I had my whole life to devote to her, is determined to save me.

But the thing is, she can’t.

♡ Axle (Devil’s Nightmare MC, Novella)

Twenty years ago she broke my heart. Since then, I devoted my life to fixing cars and my MC. I never thought I’d see her again. Now she’s back, with all my feelings for her in tow. Feelings I thought I killed and buried a long time ago.

But she’s a public prosecutor and I’m an outlaw biker. The two don’t mix.

The trouble is, I can’t let her go a second time. I won’t.

Chapter 1

Roxie

I remember to turn the radio down before I reach the school though, because how would it look if the new guidance counselor came to work blasting hard rock music? Not well, at least not on the first day. Maybe not ever. Pleasantville doesn't seem like the type of town where that sort of thing would ever go over well. Granted, I've only been here for a week, but so far all I've seen are white picket fences, quaint little diners, mom and pop shops and people dressed and acting proper like they’re starring in some family-friendly TV show. But I mean to make my home here and I will. They need a little excitement, and I need a place to belong.

I park across the street from the school entrance, since I don't have access to the employee parking lot yet. The sidewalk in front of the wide gates in the chain-link fence surrounding the junior high school is full of students, some chatting to their friends, others getting dropped off by parents.

I wait for a black pickup truck to pass before crossing the street to enter the school, my heart in my throat and my palms so sweaty I'm afraid to wipe them on my dress, since I’m sure they'll leave stains. The chattering and screeching of the students sounds like a beehive about to explode. What was I thinking choosing this profession? There's so many of them and they're so loud. What if I'm no good as a guidance counselor? What if I get fired on the first day of school?

Pull it together, Roxanne. The thought arrives in my father's voice which just sends my heart racing even faster. But it's sweet too, because it's like he's here with me, even though I'm not sure what he'd say about my new, clean-cut lifestyle. He never finished high school, nor did my brother. I was the only one in my family to graduate. I think he'd like seeing me making something of my life, but all this would be so foreign to him, so far removed from his everyday life as an outlaw MC president. But as it is, I'll never know, so I might as well imagine he'd be proud of me. I worked hard to get here, and I did it all on my own. I’m sure he’d appreciate that.

I smile at a group of students eyeing me with interest as I let them pass through the gate in front of me.

"You forgot your lunch, Lily!" a man yells behind me, making me freeze, reacting to the unmistakable command in his voice. He sounds calm, but there's no mistaking the hard undertone of a man used to giving orders. It's another reminder of my father that I don't need today—no matter how hard my dad tried, he could never hide his MC president persona completely, not even around our home.

I turn automatically, and the man who goes with that voice is everything it promised he would be. Tall, dark and rough, his dark brown hair almost black, and his three-day beard not quite covering the chiseled angles of his jaw, which rests atop a wide neck, which rests atop even wider shoulders and chest, and abs that I'm sure are harder than steel. I stop myself before letting my eyes travel any further down, and clear my throat. But I can't look away, the magnetism he gives off is too strong.

He's wearing a pair of washed-out black jeans just tight enough, a pair of black motorcycle boots, and a red and black checkered shirt with the sleeves cut off under a leather cut with many patches over it. His formidable biceps are covered with tattoos of every size, shape, even color. I haven't seen a biker in years, made it a point not to get near one, if I happened to glimpse him from afar. But I can't take my eyes off this guy.

He's holding a brown paper bag out to a slender girl with an eagle feather tied into her raven-colored hair.

"I don't want it," she says. "You make shitty sandwiches."

He chuckles and the smile almost reaches his dark eyes. I recognize that hard coldness in them. He's seen too many horrible things—probably done a good number of them—and he can't ever unsee that, so he can't smile unguardedly anymore. Just like my father couldn't.

"I know you think that," he says. "So I didn't make this one. Tank made it for you."

The girl shakes her head in an overly exaggerated way. "Even worse. He puts way too much mayo on everything."

"Fine," her dad says and tosses the sandwich back into the car through the open window, digging in his back pocket for his wallet. "I'll give you some money for lunch then."

"I still have what you gave me yesterday, Cross," she says and turns, starts striding toward me.

He watches her walk away with an unreadable expression in his dark, piercing eyes. But the expression becomes quite clear once he sees me. His gaze takes me in from head to toe, his lips curling up into a grin, the intense lust in his eyes making a shock of desire hotter than flame rip right through my stomach.

I turn away, much too late to hide just how hard I was checking him out too. It's exactly what I was doing. Because he's the first man in over six years that I really want to meet. And exactly the type of guy I've vowed to stay away from forever.

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