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I am the good girl, the one who does no wrong. Daughter of a ferocious and strong MC president, I know what protection feels like. Until one night changes everything - and not a single person in the world can protect me from it, not even my dad. Suffocating. Alone. Desperate. I let my problems live deep inside until there is no longer anywhere to run. I need an escape. Anything to make the pain go away. Trouble comes for me, and I don't fight it. I tried so hard to believe in what I was, but nobody understood.

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.

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.

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.

They say opposites attract. In my world that isn't a good thing. I did everything I could to escape the grips of the motorcycle club I'd grown up in when I turned 21. It wasn't about fear, or betrayal, or even lack of love. I just needed my own life. I had to know how it felt to stand on my own two feet, without their protection. Then I met Diesel. Mysterious, dark, with eyes that screamed to be understood.

Indigo has a troubled past and there’s no denying it. Tired of being scared, she sets sail aboard a private yacht, hopeful that the open waters of the Atlantic will give her and best friend Eric a much-needed respite.

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.

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.

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.

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.

One single moment changes everything. In one breath, you can have it all. A split-second later, it can all disappear. That was me. I had it all. Then, in a cruel twist of fate, it was taken from me. A beautiful life gone in a flash. But he was there. He was there to pick me up when I fell, to protect me. My savior. My rock. He was just a stranger. Just a selfless stranger with a face I'll never forget. Can't forget. Won't forget. And like everything else, he just disappeared as if he never existed. I have to find him. I need to find him.

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.

Briella’s life has never been perfect, but she’s always been exactly where she wanted to be. Then her mother marries into the King’s Descendants Motorcycle Club, and everything changes. Her new step brother and friend Alarick is the only thing keeping her sane as she discovers the club and all the dangers it holds, finding herself tangled in a world she can’t even begin to comprehend. It’s dangerous and scares her. He’s dangerous and scares her. Their love will become toxic, their hearts, entangle, and everything about him will make her question herself.

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.

With a large hit out on my head, I’m hustled into the mountains with one very broody, very angry, very gorgeous biker. He has a mission, a secret bigger than even mine. And he wants the blood of the monster after me. He’s been assigned to protect me, but he gets on every nerve I have. The tension between us is high, and we’re stuck alone...in the middle of the wilderness. Things are about to get interesting.

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.

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.

Slater: For over a decade I searched for her. She disappeared a long time ago, but I never gave up. The hope of seeing her again was the only thing that kept me holding on for so long, clutching onto the small chance that she might know who I am when I found her again. Ellie: I don’t know who he is, and yet something about him seems strangely familiar. I know nothing of who I am. All my memories are like hazy nightmares. I don’t know which ones are real and which ones are fake. I don’t even know my own name. I don’t know anything about my past.

People, in my opinion, don’t take happiness seriously enough. They go through life, constantly trying to please others. I, however, do take it seriously - very seriously. But when things in my life go suddenly south, I am left with a choice: Do what’s right, or do what’s wrong? On any normal day, that would be an easy choice for me. I’d do whatever I needed to keep my life flowing with happiness. But everything changes when it comes to love - to him. I love him, and that means I have to correct my wrongdoings. I need him to forgive me, and I need money.

I don't know whose wise idea it was to send us on this retreat. I don't need rehabilitation. I don't need a bunch of hot cowboys telling me what to do. I don't need anyone trying to be my friend. I just want to go home and put this nightmare behind me. I just spent a year in prison for something I didn't do, now I have to endure this? I can't deny that the ranchers are gorgeous, and Lake is unlike any man I've ever met.