Michael Lawrence is not the kind of man who runs from a little conflict. He’s a brute. Or at least that’s the reputation he’s so carefully cultivated throughout his years of running his motorcycle club, Menace MC. Which means he's a lot more frightening than local law enforcement. Sarah knows all about Michael Lawrence. Or so she thinks. She’s come across his handiwork writing for the paper and what she’s seen has disgusted her. Sarah detests violence, the thing Michael Lawrence seems to bring with him everywhere he goes. Now Michael is getting to know Sarah. Sarah’s latest article has Michael’s crew all worked up, as it implicates about half of them. Michael’s not too pleased, either, but when his crew decides to take matters into their own hands it’s Michael’s reluctant duty to keep her safe. And Sarah doesn’t have the good sense to be terrified. The beautiful reporter has no fear and no particular fondness for Michael. Can Michael bring her around before she runs headlong into serious trouble? And more importantly, how will find the strength to let her go when the danger’s passed?

Bike Lust roars straight into the world of women bikers and offers us a ride. In this adventure story that is also an insider’s study of an American subculture, Barbara Joans enters as a passenger on the back of a bike, but soon learns to ride her own. As an anthropologist she untangles the rules, rituals, and rites of passage of the biker culture. As a new member of that culture, she struggles to overcome fear, physical weakness, and a tendency to shoot her mouth off—a tendency that very nearly gets her killed. Bike Lust travels a landscape of contradictions. Outlaws still chase freedom on the highway, but so do thousands of riders of all classes, races, and colors. Joans introduces us to the women who ride the rear—the biker chick, the calendar slut straddling the hot engine, the back-seat Betty at the latest rally, or the underage groupie at the local run. But she also gives us the first close look at women who ride in their own right, on their own bikes, as well as a new understanding of changing world of male bikers. These are ordinary women’s lives made extraordinary, adding a dimension of courage to the sport not experienced by males, risking life and limb for a glimpse of the very edge of existence. This community of riders exists as a primal tribute to humanity's lust for freedom.

Rosie McCormack has always known the type of man she wanted. Determined to hold out for the man she sees every night in her dreams, she’s turned down more dates than she could count. She's almost ready to give up, and to settle down with the next best thing she can find. Oscar Kincade was sick of not being good enough. After his wife left him for being, in her eyes, unwilling to change, Oscar is raising his son Danny on his own, with only his brothers in the Pitch Wheels MC there for support. The brotherhood was the only place he felt he belonged, and besides Danny, who thought he was a superhero, they were the only ones who accepted him as he was and didn’t expect him to change a damn thing. She’s the best he’s ever had. When Oscar walks into Rosie's classroom where she teaches his son, she knows he’s the one she has been waiting for. Oscar doesn’t know why he’s so affected by the innocent-looking woman who’s sexier than anyone he’s ever seen, but he has to have her. She’ll discover that dreams don’t always give you what you want, but what you need instead. Their relationship explodes with passion, the likes of which Rosie never imagined, and she finds herself falling hard for the man who lights her on fire with just a touch. But Oscar hold’s himself back, afraid she wants to change him, like every woman before her has tried to do, and as Rosie’s dream turns into a darker reality than she ever expected, she’ll have to decide if it’s what she truly wants.

Bianca hated those Merrick boys. She wasn’t alone. They were nothing but trouble, but no one dared stand up to them. Look at one Merrick cross-eyed and before you knew it you were at war with the whole clan. She kept to herself and bit her tongue when they wrecked her diner on a regular schedule. It was a small price to pay to stay on Merricks’ good side. Braden Foster never was much good at keeping his opinions to himself. The leader of a nomadic band of bikers, Braden was accustomed to facing trouble head on, usually with fists. Occasionally with a crowbar. This policy didn’t win him many friends, but it rarely mattered. He never stuck in one place long enough to weather the consequences. That was before he came to the aid of a pretty lady restaurateur. He figured he’d at least earned a cup of coffee for his trouble, but when he stepped between the Merrick boys and Bianca’s diner, he lit a spark that threatened to burn the whole town to ashes. It was up to him to put it out. Bianca knew a gathering storm when she saw one. But which was more frightening: the storm between Braden and the Merricks, or the one brewing in her heart for a man arguably more dangerous than the Merricks themselves?

The Biker's Bride is book 1 of the Bloody Saints MC trilogy. Books 2 and 3, The Biker's Girl and The Biker's Sins are available everywhere now! THE RING ON HER FINGER MEANS SHE'S MINE – AND NO ONE ELSE CAN TOUCH HER. Messing with her is messing with me. And no man survives a mistake like that. Lay a finger on her and I'll break it in half. That's a motherf**king promise. She tried to put me in my place. So I put her in hers: Bent over my bed with her dress hiked up and her hair pinned back. I make her say the truth out loud: She belongs to me now. And by the time I'm done, she knows it, too. But hearing it isn't enough. Only seeing is truly believing. So by the time all this is over, I'm gonna claim her in the purest way I know how: With my ring on her finger. The thing is, that depends on keeping us both alive. I've got enemies, and they'll do whatever they can to hurt me. Even if it's by hurting her. She'll have to get used to living on the edge. That's what comes with being a biker's bride.

Only the baddest of the bad enter the Viking's Biker Bar and Helen Hall has just stepped up to the mike… Known as 'Hell' to her friends, Helen is the lead singer of the Harpies, a local rock outfit known for their aggressive shows and no bullshit attitude. With no one daring to book the out of control rockers, Hell takes a gig at the renowned biker bar, even against the misgivings of her fellow band members. But when she meets the devastatingly sexy owner of the bar, Lee Evans, she thinks her band mates may have been right. Smooth, quick and with an alarming ability to disarm the usually unflappable rock chick, Lee manages to make her feel things she swore she would never let anyone make her feel. The music was all she cared about, it was everything to her and she had no room for anything else in her heart, she told herself, not even for the smirking face behind the bar. At least, that's what she keeps telling herself.

Lydia has heard of long distance romances before but a romance in transit? That's a new one. High in the hills of Montana there isn't much work for an orphaned rancher's daughter and working the small diner in town is all the sheltered young woman has. Until the day Mickey O'Halloran and his boys ride into town. They shatter they idyllic peace of the neighborhood with their roaring motorcycles and clutter up the small diner with their brawny bodies clad in dirty denim and leathers. Mickey, takes a shine to a shy and slightly scared Lydia. But his playful manner and gentle giant persona soon put her at ease and when he promises to see her again she hardly dares hope. But soon enough he is making regular trips through town, always stopping to see his favorite waitress and soon the townspeople begin to talk. Lydia is torn between the life she knows is respectable and the man who has made her feel things she never has before. The next time he rides through will she be forced to tell him goodbye...or go with him?