Bladen "Judge" Jones rides to escape the firm hand of his past. When home is a nightmare, the unknown suddenly isn't so frightening. Riding with his brothers, the Devil's Due MC, is more support than he has ever had in his lifetime. Tamalyn Andrews is a master mixer, hiding out in a small-town hick bar on the outskirts of a town for nobodies. Looking over her shoulder is something she can't stop herself from doing. Old habits die hard. However, danger bellies up to her bar. Will Bladen face his own past to uncover Tamalyn's secrets?

Owen "X" Gallow has never known a real home. Groomed by the streets, he now has a life with the Devil's Due MC that gives him the only comfort he has ever known. Hadley Combs doesn't ask questions, and she has never had anyone to cover her back. The life of a hooker isn't easy, but she gets by. However, danger climbs in her bed. Will Owen find a way to let Hadley in? When faced with the dangers of her lifestyle, will Hadley let Owen and his brothers keep her safe?

Peony Michele Forbes lives her life wherever the wind takes her. She walked away from her past to give herself a future with no restrictions. As much as she wants to forget who she is, others don't want to let her disappear so easily. However, danger follows her everywhere she goes.

Dover "Collector" Ragnes rides with only five brothers at his back. Nomads with no place to call home, they never stay in one place too long. Together, they are the Devil's Due MC, and their only purpose is to serve justice their way for unsolved crimes everywhere they go. Emerson Flint still remembers the loss of her elementary school best friend. She is all grown up, but the memories still haunt her of the missing girl. Surrounding herself with men at the tattoo shop, she never questions her safety. Her life is her art.

Hacker. Thief. Rebel. Lethal. At least that's what people say about me and they're right. Holding other's lives in the palm of my hand is an incredible power, one necessary to keep order and control. The walls around me are built strong, but not strong enough for one man, a man who was a friend then turned into a lover. Someone I should've never tangled my life with.

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.

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.

Slate Solis went from being a guy that people went to in times of need to an ex-con that people crossed the street to avoid being too close to. He knows he's done wrong, but out of all of his sins, only one really bothers him-coveting thy neighbor's wife. Harleigh Belle - the cute little lady that never gives him a second glance. After seeing her for the first time while he was in prison, she's stayed on his mind for three long years.

A letter from my first kiss and my childhood everything...from prison. He may be nicknamed Saint, but this sweet, sexy biker most definitely has a wild streak. Hearing from him draws me right back into the Knights of Fury motorcycle club - the people I’ll always think of as family. He’s still the only man I’ve ever wanted. Each good, old-fashioned letter from my “prison pen pal” has my heart racing. Which is nothing compared to how I feel when Saint surprises me in person, as a free man. 

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.  

Every year, the hot, tatted biker comes into Abbie’s bar, orders whiskey, and asks her out. Every year, Abbie turns him down. After all, dating a man that goes by Temper seems like a really bad idea, no matter how attracted she is to him. But this year is different. Abbie’s different. Older, wiser, and tired of being stuck behind the bar in a sleepy town. This year, she’s ready for whatever adventure the sexy but sweet biker has in store for her. Or so she thinks...until an elegant candlelit dinner ends with a dead body.

Well, technically speaking, maybe not. But the ones that haunt a man's soul? Those are very real. So real, in fact, that there are times when Castiel would rather silence them forever in the worst way possible than to go on living with them haunting his every step. All it took was one single second in time for his attention to drift, and everything changed. Life as he once knew it, is over. Now he's struggling to make sense of the pieces that are left, and he's fairly sure at least half of them are missing.  

There are a few lessons one has to learn for themselves. Then there are the lessons that most people don’t have to learn because it’s just not done. For instance, most people know instinctively that they shouldn’t crave the mother of their brother’s child. Bourne Pena isn’t most men. Bourne does everything he can to fight the attraction he feels for Delanie, but in the end, his refusal to go there almost ends up costing him his life.

Good girl Isabella wouldn’t miss the birth of her sister’s baby for the world. So when her car breaks down and one of the bikers next door offers her a ride to Vegas, it’s too tempting to pass up. Besides, she can think of worse travel conditions than wrapping her arms around Renny, otherwise known as Renegade. Tall, dark, and handsome, the man is pure sex on a Harley. Between wild parties and rumbling motorcycles, living next to the Knights of Fury MC has always left Isabella curious, but after a night in Vegas, she gets a firsthand taste.

The first time Avery Flynn saw Derek Roberts, she was photographing him for the first annual Kilgore Police Department SWAT calendar. He was leaned back in his squad car, shirtless, and giving her a smile that was completely between them. A smile that hinted at what he wanted to do to her later. When she scrounges up the courage to ask him out after the photoshoot, he laughs in her face. Well, screw you, too, Mr. February.