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As VP of the Steel Cobras, I steal cars for a living. Among other things. When I hot-wire a Mercedes, I don’t expect to find a hot-girl tied up in the trunk. A girl with no memory. No recollection of how she got here. Olivia's beaten and bruised, And she’s hot af Finders’ keepers, right? She thinks I’m her savior. Hah! I'll save her. With my big, thick. . .cobra. . . Steel Cobra, that is. The Club. I'm VP, remember? When I discover her father is paying off the prez of a rival club, And out for war, I risk everything for her. When the day of reckoning comes, Like a Phoenix, I’ll ...

Being president of the Steel Cobras has its advantages. One of them is respect, Another is hot tail. At least, until my cobra blockin’ ex turns up. She’s a total pain in my back side. Good thing I’m still in love with her. And now there’s more to love—turns out I have a baby girl! I have no clue how to be a baby daddy. I can fu*k, I can fight, and I can shoot a man dead in his tracks. But be a daddy? That’s a whole other kind of trouble. The Cobras are at war—my club needs me. But so does my family. I won’t let them down a second time. I’ll lead my club. Win the war. And ...

They thought they could end me. Jetson A bullet to the gut lands me in hospital. Those bastards thought they could end me, Instead, they land me in the arms of the angel of ER. Doctor Nora is sweet, sinful, and . . . not interested. Or so she says. But as the enforcer of the Steel Cobras, women can’t resist me. One look, one smile, and panties drop. But when she risks her career and life to protect me, I know Nora is exactly what I need. Nora When I first meet Jet, he’s bleeding out all over the ER. He’s also naked and so damned hot it should be a crime. Well, he is a criminal. He ...

Oh, you think you’ve got problems . . . The Steel Cobras are at war and I’m to blame. But there are only two things worth fighting for in this life. My club and my woman. I should have never prospected with Hells Fury. Then I wouldn’t have needed to defect. And we wouldn’t be in this senseless war. And I’ve fallen in love with Sasha, my Russian dumplin’. Sweet, wholesome, and delicious. With a hitman for an ex. But that doesn’t make her a bad girl. No, not at all. Just not so great at choosing men. But, I’m the last bad boy she’ll ever need, Because I’ll protect her and ...

The daughter of my enemy is off limits. But when we meet in the bar on Steel Cobra's turf, I don't even recognize her. I only know I want her panties in my pocket, her sweet lips on mine, And her curvy hips in my hands. Her father's one mean son of a B, And the President of Hell’s Fury. Having her means war. It means more blood on my hands. While I can stitch my brothers up thanks to medical school, I can’t bring ‘em back if they’re dead. But I want Caitlyn the second we meet. There’s no way I'll give her up. Bring on the damn war. She's mine no matter what. Love filthy talking ...

It was animal attraction, pure and simple. Charlotte: He’s such a bad boy, And I’m not into his type. Unless they look like him. Or taste like him or feel like him. Note to self: it was a one time deal. Now, my brother is set to join a biker gang, So I swallow my pride to ask him to help. He’s just the man to talk him out of it, And I find his momma named him right. Hart is all heart under that delicious biker veneer. Hart: Charlotte has been taking care of things her whole damn life. Her animals. Her little brother. Everyone. Until one night, she lets me take care of her. (And I took...