Steel Bones Motorcycle Club

I can't even imagine what I'd do with a man like him. He wants no part of a girl like me. So how come he can't stay away, and I can't stop thinking what if? Kayla: Life isn't easy. Single mom, minimum wage, family drama. You know the story. I've come a long way in a short time, though, and it's all worth it. For Jimmy. My grumpy little guy. Then a hot biker charms his way into our lives, tempting me into wanting more. I want to go for it, but how can I trust myself when I've screwed up so badly in the past? Charge: I'm an easy kind of guy in a rough world. Yeah, I got a record, but I also got my club, my ride, and the open road. Life is good. I don't need no hassle, and from recent experience, woman is the very definition. I sure don't need to be messin' with a girl young enough to get carded, cartin' along a six-year-old. So why is she livin' all up in my head? And how am I gonna stop my past from screwin' up this good thing? Contains mature themes.

He can't stop watching. I'm tired of waiting. Which one of us is gonna break first? Story I've been in love with Nickel Kobald since I was fifteen. I know what he is-a biker with almost a decade on me and one hell of an anger management problem-but to me? He's the one. Night after night, though, I'm dancing up on the stage alone. How much longer is he just gonna watch from the shadows? And how much longer can my heart stand to wait? Nickel I've turned down Story Jenkins a hundred times. She's a happy hippy with eyes like an anime babe and curves for days. She's perfect, but she ain't for me. I can't be trusted with nice things. I wreck 'em. Not by choice. It's how I was made, and now, it's what I am. When old enemies roar back into town-threatening my club and the girl I don't dare claim-I'm in for the fight of my life. My fists are all I got, and I'm afraid that this time fists aren't gonna be enough to stop the past from tearing apart everything I love. Contains mature themes.

He did ten years for me. Now he's free. This is supposed to be happy ever after, so why does it feel like disaster? Crista: Scrap Allenbach is a living legend to the Steel Bones MC. A vigilante hero. Ten years ago, he gave up his freedom for me. I never asked him to. Now he's back, with some idea about how it's gonna be. He's wrong. Things are different now. I'm not the same girl he knew. After what happened, I'll never be that person again. Not with the baggage I carry and the secrets I keep. Scrap: I've waited ten years to make Crista Holt mine. I came back expecting to claim the girl I fell in love with, but that girl is gone. I hardly recognize the woman in front of me now. She thinks I'll give up, walk away, but I'm not that kind of man. She's been mine since the moment I laid eyes on her, and I don't give up what's mine. All I need is time, and she'll see how it is. But when the past rises up and old enemies ride again, we're out of time, and it might not be ghosts from the past that destroy our future. It might be the secrets between us. Contains mature themes.

Wall I want my wife back, but I lost the right to be with her one drunken night four years ago. She might think I bailed, but I've been here all along. When she finally comes to me? I ain't letting her go again. Mona I've moved on. Not literally. And not in my heart. But I'm not the broken woman whose husband betrayed her and left. I'm stronger now. But when I run into trouble, and I need a backup? Well, John Wall is still the biggest, toughest man I've ever known. I thought I knew what tore us apart, but when I let John back in, I realize the past-like people-isn't always what it seems. And second chances? They can break you forever. Contains mature themes.

Secrets tore us apart . . . Nevaeh I burned my bridges a long time ago and headed for the big city. Life was fast, but I was making it-until I wasn't anymore. I want a do over. Confront my past. Starting with the man who swore he loved me and left anyway. The big, bad biker who broke my heart. Forty I never got over Nevaeh Ellis. Never could forgive her either. My brothers believe she's disloyal, and there's no making that right. But why is she back? And why is she so angry? The longer she's in town, the more I wonder what really happened back in the day. Is she the bad guy-or was I? There's no time to figure it out. The feud between my club and the Rebel Raiders is raging out of control, trouble is dogging Nevaeh's heels, and if I don't make the right call this time-she's not gone. She's dead. Contains mature themes.

Plum Life didn't give me a silver spoon. It gave me tetanus. When Adam Wade walks into my club, I know I'm in trouble. His money I can handle. But sweet words, gentle hands? I don't know what to do with that. Eventually, he's gonna wise up and walk away. If I let him in, what'll be left of me when he goes? Adam I'm the adopted son of the man who owns the city. I was born into nothing, and I've earned my seat at the table. But at night, when I can't sleep, I'm haunted by the pieces of myself I've disowned to make it this far. I don't know why Plum caught my eye, but I can't look away. Maybe it's her brave face, her fight, her quirks. I'm obsessed, all-in with my eyes screwed shut. Then life throws a harsh light on our choices. I'm forced to face the ugly truth of what she's done to survive-and what I'll have to sacrifice to be with her. Plum's a fighter, but would she fight for us? And if I give up everything for her, who will I be? Contains mature themes.

The bigger they are, the harder they fall. Heavy: Dina is off limits. She's my brother Wall's little sister. She's wired different, and despite the malice aforethought, she's innocent. She wants me to help her bury a body. I want to unravel her beautiful brain. I want to let her explore me-and watch the light in her eyes when she discovers what she needs and how badly she needs it. I want her. I'm the Steel Bones Motorcycle Club president and CEO of Steel Bones Construction. Around here, I'm the last word and the first in the line of fire. I'm Heavy Ruth. I don't get to have what I want. Dina: He's ruthless, and he knows how to dispose of a body. That's all I'm looking for in a man. I'm not catching feelings. I don't do emotion. My frequency is sensation. So what if he's too much in the most mind-blowing way? So what if I'm curious about him-and I'm not curious about anyone. This is just a conspiracy to commit murder. Not love. I might have said "I do," but those are only words. Right? Contains mature themes.