The danger, the chaos, and the lifestyle of the Hellions world has become far too much for Savannah "Sass" Perchton. Swearing off bikers and attempting a "normal" life, she has settled. She pushes away her old life, her old self. She is trying to fit into a mold, to be everything she never was. He's a playboy - a different chick in his bed, off on a different ride, and always chasing something new. Frank "Tank" Oleander, Haywood's Hellions road chief, will give anything for his club, including his life.

Her life is full of structure, routine, and organization. Settled, comfortable, and content, corporate accountant Caroline Milton loves knowing what to expect every minute of every day. More importantly, she loves knowing her life is what she pictures it to be and not what she came from. The Catawba Hellions VP is a wild one, refusing to be tamed. His motto - "hit it, get it, and go; no repeats" - guarantees a new woman in his bed nightly.

Rylynn: I knew pain. I knew my pain. I knew his pain. I knew our pain. He sparked a fire inside me I couldn't put out. Crow: I was strong. I was fearless. The biggest mistake my enemies could make would be to assume she was my weakness. Rylynn made me stronger, harder, and more determined to protect what was mine. Friend or foe, I would never let another person get between us. No matter the risk, she was mine. We were connected in pain, fueled in fire, and the world would test us, only to show we were sealed in strength. In the end, nothing could keep us apart.

Rylynn: Ember to a flame, our pain started a passion fire that I couldn't burn out. I wanted to be his light in the dark. He needed me. I would give him everything I had to give. Crow: I had seen a lot in my life. Felt even more. Nothing touched this. Every time I had something good, life had this way of taking it from me. Could she be different? Only with a passion burning so hot I didn't know if life would allow me to handle the flame.  

After surviving the heat, the torture, and making it out of the sandbox one mission at a time, I have spent years on the ride, going mile after mile to escape the past. I thought I had left hell behind. Only, it is hard to run from the demons inside you. It all changed when I found the Hellions brotherhood. My nightmares were chased away by the daylight of my new purpose in the club.

I didn't choose this path. No one would. I played the cards I was dealt. This life made me. This city made me. I won't apologize for who I've become. Moses wouldn't have me any other way. He says he wants forever, and I'm starting to believe him. But I can't outrun my past, and my sins are catching up with me. If it's time to atone, I'll gladly pay my penance.

The thing about ghosts is they’re supposed to stay dead. That’s exactly what I am, but I can’t stay away from Magnolia Marie Maison for one more day, let alone another year. We’ve already got 15 of those between us. As it stands, she’ll want to kill me as soon as she lays eyes on me. And knowing her, she’s completely up to the task. But I’m a man on a mission, and I’ve got everything riding on this. So, here I come, Magnolia. This ghost is ready for whatever you got. After all, there’s only one way I want this to end - ’til death do us part.

The hits just keep on coming for Tessie Marie Harlow. She has never had an easy life. Her mom disabled, her dad long gone, and a single mom raising a rambunctious little boy - that's her world. Her childhood aspirations to be a nurse disappeared after a college spring fling both blessed and burdened her with a baby boy. Dropping out of school, she returned to her hometown and began to settle in. Getting the only job she could, as a bartender, she now spends her days caring for her son and nights serving the Hellions Motorcycle Club and their affiliates.

Growing up with a junkie for a mother, Stiff's responsibilities came young and fast, taking care of his brother with everything he had. If that meant getting his hands dirty, then so be it. Becoming part of Vipers Creed MC gave him the family he and his brother never had, people they could count on. He vowed to protect them, even when that meant turning his back on the woman who gave him life, until Chelsea. He knew he wasn't good enough for her, but he didn't care. He had to have her.

As the gun lay heavily in his hand, the weight of it was nothing compared to the pressure his father had put on him and the Vipers Creed Motorcycle Club year after year, dragging them all down in the process. Cade had two choices: the club or his father. The club won. It took a particular kind of man to kill his blood, but Cade had always believed in doing what was right for the club. To him, it was a small sacrifice to make things normal for him and his brothers. Then, when Trixie strode into his club, his normal was shot to hell.

Beautiful. Intriguing. Strong. Independent. Everything a man like me craves in a woman, Rylynn has. Except she's Rhys' daughter. He's made it clear within the brotherhood that she's off limits. But rules are meant to be broken. It's a specialty of mine. She's a young woman, but her eyes spark with knowledge beyond her 19 years. She's my strength and my biggest weakness. She's also the first person I ever held who meant more than my cut. 

Could you love a man surrounded by danger? Gigi Gallo’s childhood was filled with the roar of a motorcycle and the hum of a tattoo gun. Fresh out of college, she’s about to start working at her family’s tattoo studio - Inked. But when she shows up the first day, she never expects to run into someone tall, dark, and totally sexy from her not-so-innocent past. 

Desirae Shythe is a physical therapist driven to see her patients thrive. Her happiness in life comes from her success, no matter how small the step. Ethan "Hammer" McCoy is known for having an iron fist and an iron heart. When an injury confines him to a wheelchair, he meets the fierce physical therapist who makes it her personal mission to see him walk again. As they both face the struggles of his rehabilitation, can he hammer his way into her heart?

They call me Ghost for a reason. Silent and in the shadows, I don't make my move until I am absolutely sure of everything. Four years ago I was sure about Jenna. My best friend's kid sister had grown up into a spitfire I couldn't resist. One night we stopped resisting. We promised we'd keep it a secret. It was a one-time mistake, but we'd put it behind us. Jenna tried to get out of our corrupt town, but it pulled her back in again. Now she needs help. I'll do all of that for her, if she'll just shut the hell up and let me. She can even keep all of her secrets, except for one.

One look at Jericho Forge, and I knew the rumors were true. He was a predator, and he had set his sights on me. I knew better than to bet more than I could afford to lose that night. I knew better than to bet myself. But desperation leads to bad decisions, and I thought there was no way I could lose. I was wrong. Now I have no choice but to make a deal with the devil....