M. N. Forgy

As the president of the Sin City Outlaw Motorcycle Club, I fuck as hard as I ride and rarely go to bed alone. The women are fast and the violence is intense. I excel in both. People either respect me or fear me. I'm not arrogant. It's just the truth. I was a king, reigning over Vegas without complication, until one gorgeous sheriff made everything fall apart. When I saw her, I became a Neanderthal, wanting nothing more than to be between those legs. I guess that's where I went wrong, because my reality was shot to hell real fucking fast. One kiss caused her to step over that blue line. One night in her bed made me a traitor. And now... we're both screwed.

Reign

It was temptation that broke the sinner.People say I have everything. They're wrong. I may have looks, money, and privilege, but I don't have the one thing that really matters, the one thing I crave: a woman with eyes only for me. I'm searching for my woman-one who will fall to her knees because I'm her king. She'll wear the crown of my tarnished name, and long for me when I'm not near. And when I am close, she'll be naked across my lap, feeling the sting of my palm across her milky skin. You could say I'm a sinner because I'd do anything to have the perfect woman-compliant to my every need and whim-and I'm envious of every couple who walks around naive to the luxury they have. That's why I joined The Elite, the most prestigious brotherhood in the south. It's the one place that will give me what I cannot have.Only...the task assigned to me is too much for my jealous eyes.Accept your sin wisely, for the tasks given to earn your place are not for the weak...they're for The Elite.Those who envy have no peace.My name is Sabastian Westbrook. I am Envy.

Envy

When Dani's sheltered life is turned upside down by her mother's secrets, she finds protection with her estranged outlaw father. Against all warnings, she falls for bad boy biker, Shadow. He is beast and beauty sealed in a leather cut with a gun holster. Can Dani learn to live within the Club rules? Is she more like her father than she could imagine? Shadow has grown up among drug addicts, whores and murderers. The only family he's ever trusted has been the Devil's Dust motorcycle club. He will do anything for a brother; even kill. In fact, killing is so easy, he's made a career of it. His one regret is not being able to kill his own worthless mother. When Dani shows up with her provocative temper and innocent charm, Shadow begins to question his violent lifestyle. But can he trust her with his demons? Sex. Blood. Betrayal. Will Dani and Shadow let family ties destroy them?

What Doesn't Destroy Us

All I ever wanted was to be a female fighter. It was in my blood to smack people around. Some girls wore pink dresses and makeup, I wore sneakers and bruises. I was a loner, stuck to myself because I was different, until Camden Steel moved next door. I punched him in the mouth, and he saw me through rose colored glasses from that day on. I had everything I ever wanted. The boy next door, inspiring career... until I didn't. He hates me. I deserve that. They say you have to fight for what you want... What they don't tell you... is it'll cost you more than you're willing to give to reach the top.

Love Tap

Love Me Crazy

Brotherhood is what Bull bleeds and all that he knows. Being the king of The Devil's Dust and surrounded by easy women was his everyday... until having his heart broke rooted him to the bottom of a whiskey bottle. Heartbroken, and drowning in lost memories he's unsure of the direction of his life, when the answer - consisting of a terrified Mexican girl- nearly knocks him off his feet. Determined to get his act together and rectify his club, he rides to Texas for answers, only to be confronted with the emotional ghosts he isn't ready to deal with. He sees Anahi, and he wants her. But she may come with more baggage than Bull is ready for. Anahi used to be prim and proper. She used to wear dresses and keep up appearances to impress people she didn't know. I guess you could say she was a fucking lady. But that was when she lived in Mexico with her parents. Before her uncle turned on her. Before, the only man she ever loved, her step-brother, betrayed her. Before she was forced to be a drug mule for the Cartel. Evening gowns a lost memory, expensive heels traded for boots, and a nine millimeter in her hand instead of a limited edition purse. Anahi sets aside everything she's ever known including the fairytale stories her mother told her about America. She's angry, determined, and looking for a way out.

What Might Kill Us

I'm crazy, deranged, and psychotic. I'm out of my mind and my life isn't even mine half the time. Having Dissociative Identity Disorder, it's an accurate assumption. Born an MC brat, my only dream is to wear the colors of my father's club, The Shadow Keepers. To feel the weight of the warm leather press across my back, and to be a part of something with purpose. It wasn't until the last drop of blood dripped from my fingertips and the gun smoke faded into the night sky that I realized what was really important to me. Him. In a blink of an eye, I lost it all. I lost him. There's no such thing as a Free Ride in life, and our story is an example of that.

Free Ride

Zane has learned everything he knows from his father, the most dangerous biker of The Devil's Dust MC. He devours the darkness with a cocky grin and no f**** to give. His immoral obsessions barely keep him content in a life of chaos and havoc until he finds himself craving more. Addie doesn't need the risk that comes with Zane... that is until her perfectly orchestrated life takes a sudden turn and she's left with nowhere else to go. She's sunshine and charities, he's bullets and ecstasy. Will he step out of his hell and into her bed knowing it'll mean that he's dragging her into the depths of his criminal world?

The Blood That Drives Us

Missy Blake

No feelings. No lies of calling the next day, and no empty promises of not banging anyone's mother. If I could act like I've never met a set of twins I screwed on the same night, thinking they were the same person, then I could do this. It was the perfect set up for a fake relationship and it was simple. We faked our smiles, we faked our laughs; hell, we even faked our love. It wasn't real. But that kiss was anything but fake, and the orgasm was anything but pretend. Somehow my plus one had become more, and now I'm standing here with my underwear around my ankles wondering what in the hell to do next.

Plus One

I'm Mac, the Intel guy of the Sin City Outlaws motorcycle club. When it comes to technology, there's no reading between the lines or emotions to decipher. I prefer two interactions with people. I either fuck them or kill them. There's no confusion between a woman gasping when I thrust into her, or someone gasping for their last breath of air while I squeeze their neck. Then Simone Ray walks into my life with sad brown eyes, beautiful lips, and pregnant with a child that could possibly share the same bloodline of a fallen brother's. I'm the last person that should play daddy. I'm a biker and am no role model, but being with a woman who is anything but basic and far from a club chick, stirs a wind of chaos that I can't escape. I was ordered to protect her... Falling in love with a woman and a child that's not even mine was the last thing I saw happening.

Bloodlines

Being the Vice President of the Sin City Outlaws Motorcycle Club comes with its perks. Respect, power, and easy women whenever I want. I have control in everything I do. Because of that, I wasn't expecting my president to put me on babysitting duty, and on a female cop of all fucking people. I kill law enforcement, not protect them. Alessandra pretends to be the good-guy hiding behind that shiny badge. But I see the darkness dancing in her eyes, and it draws me to her in the worst way. I want to devour that act of innocence, pull her over the line of justice, and into my bed. I just wasn't expecting the handful of secrets I got behind that badge of honor I ripped from her chest. Because now, we're retaliating against a common enemy together. This is book 3 in the Sin City Outlaws MC series. It is recommended you read Reign, and Mercy before Retaliate. Enjoy.

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