Mitch Jensen knows what it's like to have nothing and claw your way up from the bottom. Living with nothing growing up, he's always strived to help those in need. Except, he's never met someone who didn't want his help. Scarlett James is running from a life she never wanted but was too afraid to leave. Free from the man who was destroying her, she now has to find her way and build a new life for her and her son. All Mitch wants to do is give Scarlett what she needs and deserves but with the walls Scarlett has built around her heart, Mitch can't find a way in.

Luke Jensen lived on the wrong side of the tracks all his life, but that never stopped him from realizing his dream and making it a reality. Now, the king of the street racing scene, he finally has everything he wants and he won't let anyone take it away from him. Violet Barnes lived a sheltered life growing up, never fitting in except in the books that she loved. After losing her parents, she forges forward, creating her own little world, content in being alone.

He knows how to get your motor running....Remy is good with his hands. So good, that if it has wheels and an engine, he's your guy. Being a master mechanic on a NHRA pit crew is his dream come true. Nothing can take that away from him. At least that's what he thinks.... 

Wrecker lives for the Fallen Lords MC. The club is the only thing he cares about. Until her. Alice's world is spiraling. The one person she thought she'd always have is gone, leaving her to pick up the pieces of her own shattered heart. Except, the only way she can find to do that may ruin her. When Wrecker gets the call to check in on Alice, the woman he finds is just a shell of the outspoken crazy lady he knows her to be. That guts him. He wants the real Alice back, and he'll stop at nothing to pull her out of the darkness.

Boink messed up huge, and the Fallen Lords MC is not happy. Now it's his chance to redeem himself by protecting the same woman who had distracted him that day. Mayra needs a safe place to land, and the Fallen Lords Clubhouse is perfect until her past comes back with a vengeance. Boink is the only one who will save her, but even he doesn't seem to like her much.

After watching her best friend Karmen fall in love, Nikki starts to soften to the idea of a happily ever after with Fallen Lords VP Pipe. He's ruggedly handsome with a careless attitude, and it's the exact lethal and sexy combination that breaks Nikki's heart. Pipe Mark cares about one person. A revolving door of women might spend the night in his bed, but they all know the score before they step foot through the door: 1. No promises. 2. One night. They all respect the rules and go on their merry way more than satisfied in the morning. All except Nikki. Nikki makes Pipe want more.  

Finding love again was never in Meg's plans. One eventful morning at the dollar store changes her life forever.

For years the only place I called home was the open road. Until the Kings of Vengeance became family. Setting down roots and building a life sounds so good I can almost taste it.But evil and trouble are brewing, threatening to take the life and woman I’ve claimed. I’ll lean into the devil himself and spit in his face before I let that happen. Vengeance will be mine.

They tried to make me disappear. I thought I had found the brotherhood I had been searching for. A club to fill the nagging void. 'Til they took the woman I loved and left me for dead. They may have her now, but things are about to change. Vengeance will be mine. 

An innocent girl like Raelynn should’ve never tracked down Playboy. His name alone should’ve been a red flag waving in her face, but she needed help. A lady's man like Playboy should have locked the door on Raelynn the second she knocked. The way she looked at him like he hung the stars should have set him running, but he always took what he wanted. Raelynn is looking for a hero, not just a tumble in the sheets. Playboy isn’t anyone’s hero.

Callum Valentine didn’t mean to eavesdrop. Then, again? When a man is calling a woman fat right in front of your table, it’s kind of hard not to intervene. Especially when the town’s most beautiful creature ever is the one being called fat. Desi just wants to be left alone. After an ugly divorce, she thinks she’s in the clear. Then, her ex takes it upon himself to continue to make her life miserable, giving Desi no choice but to take it or leave.

Darby has always been "that" guy. The guy that no man, woman, or child wants around their loved one. See, a long time ago he made some bad decisions. Those bad decisions have haunted him ever since. No matter what he does, people still see him as the town’s screw up. The boy that sold his soul to the Devil. Enter Waylynn Jennings. Waylynn has watched Darby Valentine from afar for a very long time. She’s witnessed the changes in him and knows the only reason he’s so mean is to protect the man that lies within.

The club was my life. It was all I had ever known. Becoming the next president of the Devil's Knights is all I have ever wanted. The gavel in my hand and the wind at my back. Sometimes, dreams don't always come true like you plan.

Candy Ray Sunshine - Yes, that is my real name, thank you very much, Mom and Dad - knew two things. One, she was going to work her butt off and open her very own coffee shop, even if she had to die doing it. Two, Banks Valentine was the world’s worst ex-boyfriend in the history of ex-boyfriends. Even if they were only boyfriend and girlfriend for one evening. She wouldn’t sneeze on him even if he was on fire. Then again, neither one of them expected that night to end the way it did, either - the night that both of them refused to talk about the next morning.

Countless hours of practice, and enough determination to succeed no matter the cost. Life on the competition circuit was fast-paced, and exciting, but now Kellan is ready to settle down, and stay in his own bed for longer than a week. Kellan thought he had it all figured out, except he didn’t figure in the sassy barista next door. Molly saved every penny she had to buy the quirky coffee shop on the corner. Now her quiet little piece of heaven is being threatened by the grunting and yelling from the karate studio next door. Surely one doesn’t need to scream so much, right?