Joanna Blake

"Kaylie was just out of high school and still a virgin when she noticed someone following her. Wherever she went, she heard it: the sound of a purring motorcycle behind her. It wasn't always the same guy, but she knew they were always there for him. Devlin McRae. He was the head of the local MC club and as mean as a snake. At least that's what people said. She'd waited on him a few times at the diner and he'd always been polite and tipped extremely well. He was gorgeous too, tall, built and blond with boyish good looks. She hadn't minded a bit when she'd felt his eyes following her around the restaurant. But being followed all the time like this was disconcerting. And lately, the bikes had been getting closer, less secretive, more obvious. What would she do if Devlin ever caught her?"--Provided by publisher.

Wanted by the Devil

I've got her under lock and key. It's against the law to take advantage of the situation. But I'm about to break all the rules, just to make her mine. I'm a Special Agent assigned to take down a notorious biker gang. She's just a girl who's in the wrong place at the wrong time. But I can't bend the rules, even if I know she's innocent. Casey Jones is a natural beauty with curves that won't quit. With her big doe eyes and long legs, she's pure temptation. She's barely old enough to be working in a place that serves alcohol, but I can't stop myself from wanting to make her a woman. My woman. She's in the middle of something bad, and too stubborn to see that. But I can't fight the need to get her into my bed and keep her there. Now all I want to do is protect her. *Cuffed is a standalone novel with a HEA and no cheating!*

A Forbidden Romance

Cuffed

A former motorcycle gang member turned bar owner is attracted a single mother and her children.

Mean Machine

OCK, SPORT, MEATHEAD, PLAYER. I hate them all. Especially this one. He's rude, he's crude and he thinks he is God's gift to women. James Fitzpatrick might have started out on the wrong side of the tracks, but his skills on the football field have brought him fame and glory. Now he's forgotten where he came from. Hell, he's even forgotten me, the snot nosed brat from next door. So much so that he hits on me when he comes in to eat at the barbecue place I work at to pay my way through school. But the jokes on him when I turn him down in front of all his meathead buddies. No one has ever turned down James. There's a reason he's got a rep as being talented on and off the forty yard line. And now he's determined to make me pay with a pound of flesh. Thing is, I've got some moves he hasn't seen yet. It's going to be a long, hot season. PLAYER is a stand alone book with a guaranteed HEA and no cheating!

Player

It takes more than money to heal a broken heart... Frannie Turner spends all her time with her nose in a book. It's been a few years since she graduated High School, but the way boys treated her back then has made her shy away from dating. She hasn't even noticed that she's grown into her curves, and that her big wide eyes, wild curls and tawny skin have got the attention of every male she comes in contact with. Jace Singleton hasn't lived a charmed life. Nothing has been handed to him and he likes it that way. He works in his Uncle's auto shop by day and drag races at night. He's the only one on duty when the rich college girl comes in with the wild hair and even wilder curves. Something about her makes his body respond immediately. He decides it's worth crossing to the right side of the tracks, at least long enough to nail the hot little book worm a couple of times. The last thing he expects is to fall in love with her... *Frannie's story is a stand alone novella with a guaranteed HEA! It also includes the culmination

A Bad Boy for Summer

I'm big and mean. I like it dirty. She's off limits and way too innocent. But I'd like to see someone try and stop me. Janet When my career as a dancer is sidelined due to an injury, I have no idea what to do with my life. My best friend Kaylie is dating the head of the Devil's Riders, so I tag along when she hangs out at the club. That's when I see him. The one they call the Viking. He never says a word, but his eyes burn into me. He watches out for me, even kisses me, but that's it. The man refuses to take the next step. I know he wants me. I just need to tip the big guy over the edge. You know what they say about the big ones, right? Jack I'm big and mean and I don't give a damn about anything but the Riders. But when the fiesty redhead shows up with the Prez's old lady, I'm told to watch her. Problem is, I can't stop. I want my eyes and the rest of me, on her. She's a pain in the ass but that doesn't change biology. She's mine for the taking, and I'm going to take her up on the offer. For good. I'm just not sure she can handle what I'm offering her. Ride With The Devil is the second book in the Devil's Riders series. It was previously released under a different title. It has been extensively rewritten and expanded. I can't wait for you to read it! Xoxox, Joanna P.s. I know I'm not supposed to pick favorites but here goes: Jack is my favorite hero ever. Nick from Slay Me is next, then Jace from A Bad Boy For Summer. And finally Cade from Go Big. Yep, two of them are the strong but silent type and two are over the top, cocky alpahs. So, go ahead and borrow my number one book boyfriend for a few hours! Enjoy!

Ride with the Devil

Shauna Kruse

I can't stand a BRO'. You know the type. Rich, hot, tan, full of himself. Well, I've got one under my skin and he's driving me insane. The worst part is, he knows it. Clayton Westfield isn't my friend or even just a classmate. He's something even more annoying. My mother Dana works for the Westfield's and we live in their house. Well, above the garage really. Clayton is just a few years older so I've known him all my life. We even went to the same private school. He's rich, he's loud, he's full of himself. He's a BRO' in the worst sense of the word. And I can't take my eyes off of him. He knows it too. He has a lot of fun posing for me by the pool, half naked or worse. But the jokes on him because after freshman year of college, I finally grew boobs. Now it's summer and he's the one who can't keep his eyes off of me. Turn about is fair play, doncha think?

Bro'

I have sex on camera for a living. I don't need to feel anything to perform. In fact, I like it better that way. That's until I meet her. She makes me want things I shouldn't. Like her.My name is Trent but in the business I go by Rez. I work hard, play hard and party hard. That's until a crash takes me out of rotation. I broke all of my bones -- all, that is, except the one that counts. Too bad I'm too messed up to use it.Now I'm laid up in a hospital bed, unable to do more than scratch my butt. That wouldn't be so bad, but the nurse in charge of my recovery is hell on wheels. Bossy, prudish and rough with her sponge baths. Not to mention drop dead gorgeous. Worse yet, she seems totally immune to my charms.I love getting a rise out of her. And for some reason, she always gets a rise out of me.She thinks she is better than a degenerate like me. She might be right. But I'm not giving up until I take the prissy know it all on the ride of her life- on me. I can't wait to see the look on her face when I've blown her mind six or seven times in one night.Trouble is, I've gotten in deeper than I meant to. And I don't know if I ever want out.HEAT is a standalone novel with no cheating and a guaranteed HEA!

Heat

Go Long

My brother and I run the mob around here. I don't mess with civilians. But when I see a beautiful girl in trouble I can't stop myself from rescuing her.She's out cold, at the mercy of guys that have bad intentions. I take her home with me, tuck her into bed and get on with my business.Easy, right?Until she wakes up and sees something she shouldn't have. Something that could get her killed. Something I should kill her for.But I won't. I can't.Instead, I keep her locked up. My own personal plaything. A beautiful captive I can't set free, or resist.I've spent my life avoiding relationships with women completely. But now? She belongs to me.And I will never, ever let her go.

Sweet and Vicious

Dirty mind. Filthy mouth. Pure heart.I'm a man of the cloth. But in my case, the cloth is leather. I'm wild and free, but one look at her and I'm begging to be tied down.I belong to the Untouchables MC, but I provide spiritual guidance for clubs up and down the West Coast. Biker weddings, funerals, and everything in between. I get paid in cash, tequila, and favors.I'm living the good life until an old friend from my days at the seminary calls in a favor I can't refuse.I trade in my morning tequila for coffee and office hours. I do my best to behave around her, but the temptation is too strong. There's no stopping nature when our worlds collide.The Sunday school teacher isn't having it. She's too young and way too pure. My primal nature kicks in when I'm around her. She makes me want to sin and atone, all at once.Can she save my soul, or will we both give the devil his due?Steamy, red hot roads ahead! As always, no cheating and a guaranteed HAPPY EVER AFTER! Enjoy!Xoxox, Joanna

Preacher

I'm the head of the Hell Raisers MC. I have a code of honor, even if I keep it hidden. So when I see some of my guys roughing up a runaway, I step in. I just don't expect to want her for myself.People think I'm crazy. They're right. They just don't know why. Nobody knows the truth about me, but she sees right through me with her big blue eyes.I'm reckless and wild. But when I see her, I want something different. For the first time in nearly a decade, I start thinking about what happens after.After I catch my brother's killer. She doesn't seem to care that I'm a merciless criminal who will stop at nothing for revenge. She softens me, and that's a luxury I can't afford.She's the most dangerous thing for a guy like me, but I can't seem to stay away.I gave up everything to find out the truth about what happened to my brother. It's been years since his murder, and it's taken me that long to get this close. I need to end it, once and for all.My demons are big, but when she gets in the way, I find out my need for her is even bigger.Hard Road is Book 4 in the Untouchables MC series. It can be read as a standalone. There is no cheating and a guaranteed happily ever after.

Hard Road

Inheriting the Virgin

Rough Stuff

I’ve been on the run for years. I never had a reason to take a stand. Not until I met her.
She’s in trouble when I first meet her. A damsel in distress. I can’t stop myself from rescuing her, and I lose my heart in the process.

I find out everything I can about the girl. She’s a survivor. A warrior. Raising five siblings on her own, kicking butt, and looking great doing so.

I set a plan in motion to make her mine. But when she finds out the truth about who I am and where I came from, the house of cards I built falls to pieces. I’m going to have to come clean and clear my name once and for all.

The question is, even if I can fix the past, am I good enough for an angel like her?

Jaken

Kaylie is just out of high school when she notices someone following her. She's used to it though. Wherever she's gone for the past two years, she could hear it: the sound of a purring motorcycle behind her. It wasn't always the same guy, but she knew they were always there for him. Devlin McRae. He was the head of the local MC club and as dangerous as a rattlesnake. At least that's what people said. She'd waited on him at the diner she worked at over the years and he'd always been polite and tipped extremely well. He was gorgeous too, tall, built and blond with boyish good looks. She hadn't minded a bit when she'd felt his eyes following her around the restaurant. But being followed all the time like this was disconcerting. And lately, the bikes had been getting closer, less secretive, more obvious. What would she do if Devlin ever caught her? ***Wanted By The Devil is the first novella in the new Devil's Riders series by Joanna Blake! Look for the continuing story of the Spawn's coming soon in Book 2!*** Excerpt: He grinned, imagining her wearing his jacket- and nothing else. Her hot little body had felt so good pressed against him last night- all warmth and sweet innocence. Well, for now anyway. He didn't bother pretending he'd let her stay innocent for long. He wasn't a man used to denying himself. Definitely not when it came to women. This wasn't going to be easy. Then again, nothing worth doing ever was. He pulled up to her house and parked his bike. Before he could even climb off she was coming out the door looking like sunshine and promises. He felt an odd feeling in the pit of his stomach as she came toward him in a pair of cut off jean shorts and a pretty floral blouse. When she got closer he saw the strap of a bikini top peeking out from around her neck. It was yellow and white gingham. Damn but she looked fine! He had the sudden feeling that he might be the one who was out of his depth, not the innocent 18 year old virgin walking toward him. She moved so gracefully, her sweet little body swaying in an unconsciously seductive way. He swallowed, his mouth feeling dry. She stared up at him trustingly with her big brown eyes while he fitted her helmet over her soft golden brown waves. He couldn't help but brush his hand over the softness of her cheek before helping her onto the bike and climbing on in front of her. He lifted his hand, waving to the woman watching them from the stoop. She waved back with a stoic expression on her face. It was a good thing he'd been working on Mrs. Thomas for a few years now. He'd made sure the woman hadn't lifted a bag of groceries from the first day he'd noticed Kaylie. She was a smart woman. She knew it wasn't a bad thing to be connected to the club in this town. She'd never have to deal with a flat tire, or a bothersome neighbor. They'd take care of everything for her. He grinned to himself as he pulled away from the curb. Kaylie arms snaked around his stomach sending a jolt of arousal straight through him. It wasn't a bad exchange at all. Joanna loves to hear from her readers! Please contact her at JoannaBlakeRomance@gmail.com You can also follow her on: https: //twitter.com/JBromancenovels http: //JBRomanceNovels.tumblr.com/

Devil's Riders

The Rock Star Next Door

She's the one who got away. But I live for the chase... I'm a thrill seeker. I fly the fastest jets in the world, and ride my motorcycle when I'm on the ground. The only thing that matters to me is speed. Why would I ever think about settling down? Jenny Reeds, that's why. One look in those hazel eyes and I found a thrill no dogfight could match. For one wild, unforgettable night, she was mine. I wanted to keep her close but she disappeared without even telling me her last name. I did my tour and flew combat missions in desert skies. But I never forgot her. Now they have me pushing papers and training new pilots. I thought I'd be bored to tears. Guess who I run into my first night back? It's her, my wild-eyed, fiery-haired beauty. Turns out she's the General's daughter. But that won't stop me. I'm persistent and it doesn't take too long before she's back in my arms. Only one problem. She's kept one hell of a secret from me. She had a baby while I was overseas. My baby. Now I want them both under my roof. Permanently. I've never failed a mission yet and I don't intend to start now. Cockpit is a standalone novel with a guaranteed HEA and no cheating!

Cockpit

Sometimes risking your heart is the most dangerous gamble of all... Long time Devil's Rider Donnie always has something funny to say. That doesn't mean he hasn't seen his share of heartbreak. With sparkling eyes and a ready wit, he oozes charm and could have his pick of the ladies. But he never sticks around for long. Sally might just be a waitress at Mae's diner, but she's got secrets. A talented country singer and songwriter, she had to abandon her career to escape her abusive ex. She's determined to stay out of the spotlight and as far away from Donnie as she can. She knows better than to trust a biker, even though his teasing smile sends shivers through her body. When her ex tracks her down, Sally has to decide who to trust... And who she can trust with her heart. Excerpt: He was walking down the hallway when he heard it. Singing. Not just singing. Beautiful singing. It sounded like an angel. It was a sweet country song that he was sure he'd heard on the radio before but he couldn't quite place it. Something about Sundays and maydays. He followed the sound to the stock room where Sally was standing on a step stool stacking boxes of napkins. He could hear her voice even better now. He was practically frozen in place by the shock of it. She should be singing professionally, not waiting tables in a tiny place like this. Incredible. He stood there listening to her sing, completely enraptured. She was an amazing singer but it was more than just that. There was a sweet sadness in her voice that pierced him to the core. He stood there mesmerized as she sung softly to herself and leaned forward to stack boxes of paper napkins on the shelf. The other bonus was that he finally had a really good view of her legs. They were good legs. Really good. He must have made a sound of appreciation because she turned suddenly and gasped. S**t, he hadn't meant to scare her. Her eyes widened as she tottered back and forth on the stool. Donnie realized she was about to fall a split second before she did. He caught her against him and fell backwards against a stack of boxes, knocking them over. His arms were around her so she came with him, landing squarely on top of him. Dear God. Donnie was in shock as he stared into the biggest green gold eyes he'd ever seen. Hazel. They were hazel. How had he not noticed that? And he finally had his answer about her body. Phen-f*****g-nominal. He grinned at the girl lying sprawled on top of him. Her big, luscious breasts were crushed against his chest. Her waist was tiny under his hands and... he let them slide down a bit to feel her rounded hips and bottom. Accidentally of course. Jesus, the woman was stacked. "You alright sweetheart?" She made a little sound of outrage and pushed against his chest. "Let me up." He grinned and squeezed her waist. "What's your rush?"

Safe in His Arms

There's three things I love: my crew, my ship, and sinking my torpedo. I wanted to serve my country for life, but then my ship blew up. Now I'm stuck on indefinite shore leave, holed up in my hometown with no crew, no ship, and definitely no women.Until, after five years, she walks back into my life . Tabitha Peterson.Shabby Tabby, the beautiful girl from the wrong side of the tracks. She didn't have money for fancy clothes, but Tabitha still caught every eye in a hundred mile radius - especially mine. Back then, I'd have done anything to catch her - with zero luck.I'd always wondered where she ended up.Now I know - because she's in my house, the caregiver sent to tend to me. I'm broken, maybe forever, but she's more tempting than ever, with her crazy curves and big, beautiful eyes.I go from being bored stiff to having the challenge of my life.I have two missions: learn to walk again, and get Tabby where I've wanted her all this time. In my arms and in my bed. We can do it lying, sitting, or standing on one leg - I don't need both legs to show her a good time. I just want to tear her walls down as I tear her clothes off. When they fall, I'm not prepared for what comes next. How badly she's been hurt... or how badly I want to protect her. But I'll risk everything to make her mine, for good.*Torpedo is a stand-alone novel with a guaranteed HEA and no cheating!*Excerpt:I held her face, staring into her beautiful eyes. She looked so soft and dreamy, and I hadn't even gotten started on her. I wanted to hear her squeal about a hundred times. And that was just tonight.I smiled and rubbed my thumb over her lip."How do you feel?"She blushed."I'm good. I just- I guess I should go."I tightened my grip around her waist."Oh hell no. You're not going anywhere."She blinked at me, looking confused."But aren't you- done?"I growled and bit her lower lip. She wiggled a little bit in my arms. I slid my hands down to her juicy bottom and squeezed."Honey, that was just the tip of the iceberg."

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