6 Ergebnisse.

Twas the night before Christmas and all through the house, not a creature was stirring, not even... Who's kidding, who? This was the Broken Bows MC clubhouse. There's always something stirring. Busta and the boys had gone through hell recently with the DEA, a nasty cartel and a battle with a rival club. So everyone by this point deserved a bit of downtime, happiness and tinsel. Would it happen? Not a chance. In this short Christmas story Busta...

They never tell you that after graduating college that you would be so desperate. That without a job or a penny to your name you'd work anywhere. Seeing the help wanted sign on the doors of the Humble Gentlemen's club, I thought it would be an easy job. That slinging drinks all day would be a quick buck. That I could just do my job and go home. It was easy until it wasn't. When I witnessed something that I shouldn't have, I was unwillingly thr...

There's no use in lying to myself, Jamieson Crown is everything I want. I'm drawn to his arrogance when I should avoid him. He's cocky. Sinfully hot. Dangerous to my libido. A single moment could get him out of my system. A single delectable moment. The only problem, my secrets could kill him. Literally. Is one sip of Whiskey worth it? Or could it destroy us both?

Arresting her will be the biggest mistake of my career.- Officer Risen Mason Stepping away from his cruiser, he's every woman's wet dream. The mountainous thick chest that stretches for miles. The colorful tattoos peeking out under the cuff of his shirt. Then there's those stark blue eyes framed by his sinful face... Officer Mason is heavenly. Well, he was until he arrested me. He's now the enemy and I'm about to make his life a living hel...

Casper Crown on a motorcycle is fearless. He's the man everyone wants to be. Every woman wants to say they've had him and most have. I swore I wouldn't let it happen to me. I wouldn't fall prey to his dangerous charisma, but standing at his race tent my resolve is waning. It'll take everything in me to win against his charm. Did I think the rich racer that had everything could be so hollow? So...broken inside? Ten minutes ago, two women gr...

Wyatt Crown was mine. I was his.I'd been cherished by a man that had once cherished nothing. Feeling his hands on my body. His breath on my skin. The soft whisper of him caresses my soul. He was imprinted on my soul. In that moment I didn't feel alone anymore. I do now.After the crash, I fear the outcome of those I love. I'm afraid as my world crumbles. Calling out in the cold darkness, the lack of a reply crushes me. My heart breaks. Shreddin...