Cherise Clayton has had it up to here with boring, nice guys. But when bad boy biker Lynx rescues her from a bar fight gone horribly wrong, is he just what she needed or too much for her to handle? Blogger Cherise Clayton is a successful writer and fiercely independent woman who doesn’t have time for romance. She needs to focus on her career. When she’s on the road researching a story, she wanders into the wrong dive bar and is confronted by a group of grizzled bikers who don’t appreciate a black woman wandering into their watering hole. She stands up for herself, but the gang is having none of it. Luckily for Cherise, Alexander “Lynx” Andrews, a handsome young biker, comes to her rescue, defending her from the others and sweeping her off her feet and onto the back of his bike. After a passionate night, Cherise uncovers a few shocking secrets from Lynx’s past and flees back home to San Francisco. When she discovers that she is unexpectedly pregnant by Lynx, Cherise has to decide if it’s best to keep this baby to herself, or reach out to her baby’s bad boy daddy. Standalone Romance Story With No Cliffhanger! --- Search Terms: secret baby romance, bad boy billionaire, bad boy romance, Pregnancy romance books, bwwm novels, baby romance, pregnancy romance, bwwm, BWWM MC Biker Romance, MC biker romance, bwwm biker romance, motorcycle, multicultural romance, contemporary romance, interracial romance, multiracial romance, African American romance, interracial romance book, black women books, contemporary romance books, alpha male romance books, contemporary women's fiction, romantic fiction, romance fiction books, quick read, steamy romance

He wanted a baby. I needed a man. Faith The first time I saw Jackson, I hated his guts. He was everything I could never have. Pure, panty-wetting, manhood. And I was trapped in a loveless relationship with his worst enemy. I never would have dreamed he craved my womb so badly he was willing to do anything for it. Jackson My father's death taught me a lot of things. Most importantly, I needed a child. I had to have a son before my enemies caught up with me. So when Faith came begging for protection, I knew exactly what I wanted. I yearned for her body. Lust raged through me like a wildfire. I longed to make her pregnant with my child. I gave her an offer she couldn't refuse. A life for a life. My protection, in exchange for everything she had to offer. I'd die for her, but she would give me a son. I took her womb. I never suspected she'd take my heart.

This daddy is a stone cold killer. You want to know how you give a guy a heart attack? Leave a baby on his doorstep with a note saying: Congrats, you’re a daddy. Not that Declan believes it for a minute. However, until that paternity test proves him right, he’s in charge of changing diapers. Screw that. He’s hiring a nanny. A hot nanny. A woman who has no idea she’s tempting a killer. Just like those people trying to kidnap his baby have no idea he’s not a daddy you should mess with. But they’re about to learn. Genre: romantic suspense, contemporary romance, killer hero, romantic thriller

“Where are you taking me?” My best friend since forever, Juliana, gave me a sideways glance before turning her attention back to the road. “Relax, Dani. You’re going to love this place.” I shot her a skeptical look. “We are pretty far from our side of town. Why are we here?” “Because the best parties are over here. Don’t tell me you’re afraid to be downtown?” I shook my head. “Of course not,” I lied. I was really scared. My dad never let me come downtown without him or Conroy, our driver, bringing me. A lot of stuff went on down here at night. Bad stuff. Stuff he didn’t want me involved with. I guess Juliana’s parents didn’t have such trepidations. If they even knew she was out here..... “Um, where did you tell your parents we were going?” I asked her. She glanced at me again. “The same as what you told your parents,” she answered. “We were going out to dinner with Samantha.” “And if they find out that we aren’t with Samantha, I don’t know about your parents, but mine will kill me. Worse than kill me. What’s worse than being killed?” “Calm down, Dani,” she said, patting me on the knee. “You know Samantha will... WARNING: This book contains sexual content and is intended for mature audiences only. 18+

Growing up in the Great Depression and the tough years of the early forties was a struggle for the author and her family. Not only were finances a problem, so was her father. Even as a young child, Floriana realized that she, her mother and her siblings were living under the thumb of a dangerous, egoistic man who thought only of himself. The author chronicles the details of growing up in a dysfunctional home at a time when "people didn't talk about such things." But everyone was talking when Daddy started another family in another town and split his time between the two households. Daddy Was a Bad Boy is more than a portrait of an uncaring father; it is also a detailed account of a courageous mother and her children. The author's story is an inspirational and heartwarming memoir that faithfully portrays a dark time in America's history with frank, honest prose and a refreshing lack of sentimentalism and nostalgia.

Daddy at the Altar is book 1 of the Iron Claws MC trilogy. Books 2 and 3, Biker at the Altar and Bad Boy at the Altar are available everywhere now! I SWORE OFF WOMEN LONG AGO. BUT IT MIGHT BE TIME TO BREAK MY PROMISE. Because I haven't felt hunger like this since my first love died. Ariana might look untouched and innocent… But by the time I'll done, she'll be utterly wrecked. Thoroughly ruined. And pregnant with my baby. Years ago, as I put the dirt on the coffin of my dead old lady, I made myself a promise: Never again. I'd kept that oath in the years since. No emotions. Nothing permanent. One. Night. Only. But that was before Ariana waltzed into my life. She might hate me – but I just don't give a damn. Because she's everything I've always wanted. And I'm not gonna rest until I have her. Not just for a taste. Not just for a night. No, this one needs to be long, slow, and special. I want to savor breaking her down. Because once she's putty in my hands, I'm going to drag her to the altar. I don't just want a woman. I want a wife. A baby. A future. And she's going to give me all of that… Or else.