Tacoma

As the president of the Kings of Anarchy MC, I rule my club with an iron fist. When a deadly slip-up puts our club in jeopardy, I'm forced to call in a marker owed by the Miami Saints. I’m not sure what I expected when I asked them to send in their cleaner, but it wasn’t the sassy, irresistible fox and her pet raccoon that rocked up in an RV.

Foxy’s the sexiest woman I've ever seen and one of the most dangerous. My instincts are screaming at me to keep my distance, but her fiery spirit and wicked curves make it impossible. The more time we spend together, the harder I fall and the more I need to make her mine.

Foxy

My brother is the president of the Jacksonville Saints and a ruthless killer. Me? I’m the most skilled cleaner in the business, and I’m a woman—something my brother never lets me forget.

When he tells me there’s a debt to be repaid, I volunteer for the job. Growing up in the life, I’m always prepared for anything, except for the rugged, brooding biker who sets my body on fire.

Tacoma is everything I shouldn't want—older, dominant, a walking red flag— I can't resist his commanding presence or the way he awakens my darkest desires. As we work together to eliminate the threat against his club, the lines between duty and passion blur, and I find myself surrendering to his demands.

Our happily ever after is threatened by the disapproving shadow of my overprotective brother. He sees Tacoma as a dangerous rival, not a worthy partner for his little sister. Torn between the man I love and the brother I owe everything to, I'm forced to confront the harsh reality that not all debts can be repaid without sacrifices.

Trigger Warnings:

Cheating

Kidnapping

Talk of Unaliving

Dubious Consent (She’s his prisoner)

Foul Language

Adult content (18 and over)

Bane

I live by a code—one that demands retribution for those who cross the Kings of Anarchy. When Cyber discovered we had a hacker siphoning money from our offshore accounts, I knew they had to pay. What I expected was to find some punk kid, not the tiny woman with a Louisville Slugger ready to take my head off.

Frankie Hayes thinks the club is the devil who destroyed her father, but she doesn't know the whole story.

Too bad for her, it doesn't matter now. She's mine—bound, gagged, and fighting me every step of the way.

Her hatred only fuels my obsession, and her defiance makes me want to break her, then put her back together as my own.

We need her skills to help take down the real monsters, the traffickers preying on innocent lives.

She can hate me all she wants, but she's about to learn that once you become Property of a King, there's no going back.

Frankie

Bane. The devil in leather who took my father's life.

I thought stealing from the Kings of Anarchy would bring justice. Instead, it brought the enemy to my door.

Now I'm his prisoner, bound and gagged, forced to face the men I've hated for so long.

Bane's everything I despise—brutal, commanding, dangerous. But when he forces me to help his club take down a trafficking ring, I realize he's not the monster I thought he was, even if he's far from innocent. Every touch, every demanding kiss, blurs the line between love and hate.

And now I'm falling for the enemy, and I don't know what's more dangerous. Bane's unapologetic desire to own me, or my willingness to let him.

She's been secretly crushing on him for years. He's never noticed her. Until now.

June

As a successful beauty influencer with millions of followers, I've built my brand on flawless tutorials and aesthetic perfection. But when a stalker's threats escalate from creepy DMs to breaking into my apartment, my best friend Stella convinces her brother’s motorcycle club that I need their help.

That’s how I end up with her brother, Journey, a tattooed, brooding biker, as my reluctant bodyguard.

Now he's staying in my tiny loft apartment, complaining about my ring lights and disrupting my perfectly curated content schedule.

With only one bed and his imposing presence filling every inch of my space, staying out of his way feels impossible.

Journey

When my little sister Stella begs me to protect her best friend, I should have said no.

June Calloway is everything I try to avoid—young, high-maintenance, and constantly performing for her damn phone.

But one look at the fear behind her perfectly made-up blue eyes, and I can’t walk away. Now I'm stuck in her pastel paradise watching her film makeup tutorials and fighting the urge to smudge her Rocket Fire Red lipstick.

If her stalker thinks he’s getting anywhere near my girl, he’s in for a rude awakening.

Because June Calloway is mine.