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Jace is a nomad.An outlaw biker who likes to work alone.Fierce. Dangerous.A killer when he needs to be.He calls no place home, and no woman owns his heart.Until her.Luna.

A small-town romance.A sexy detective. A pretty divorcee. His daughter and her sister, the two match-makers determined to bring them together. Should be easy, right? Mike and Emma's attraction to one another is instant but they're determined to ignore it until nonstop bumping into each other begins to wear them down. Soon they're as involved as two people can get and a decision has to be made. Can they have a future together?

I heard the distant sound of what I thought was thunder, until it grew closer and I realized that it was actually the rumble of motorcycles coming our way. I expected them to ride on past us, but when they slowed and pulled up behind Pops' truck I straightened nervously. They weren't just weekend bikers, I could tell that immediately by the way they were dressed and the air of danger that they exuded. The six men belonged to an honest to goodness motorcycle club, and their worn, leather cuts were decked out in colorful patches and name tags.They looked serious, and mean as hell. As I watched them climb off their large bikes and slowly approach us, I added big and handsome to their description. I glanced at Pops, looking for a sign that he knew these bikers. If he didn't, I was going back to my car to retrieve my baseball bat out of the back seat. He just smiled and gave me a wink.What was I worried about, anyway? We were on a busy public highway. I took a deep breath, smiled, and said in my usual, cheery tone, "e;Hi, boys."e;I couldn't tell where their eyes were focused, since they were all wearing dark sunglasses. The man who appeared to be the leader, the hunk wearing the president's patch, came to a stop a couple of feet away from us. I began to feel self-conscious of my clinging, wet clothes, especially when I felt my nipples turn hard against my thin tee. I crossed my arms, but the quirk of the man's lips told me that it hadn't been fast enough.Jerk!"e;You pickin' up strays now, Pops?"e;Ohmygod! The deep, gravelly tone of his voice was sexy as hell, and it did something quirky to my core. The man wasn't too bad on the eyes, either. He was taller than most, his sun-tanned skin pulled taut over his super hot muscles. He oozed dominance, and the clunky silver rings on his fingers screamed that they were his backup."e;'Bout damn time you got here,"e; Pops grumbled, pushing away from his truck. "e;And be nice to cutie, here, she stopped to help, and fed me, too."e;"e;Cutie?"e;Now I knew that his eyes were full on me, and I could tell by the tilt of his head that he was looking me up and down, as if he had the right to. I didn't like his intimidation tactics, even if his presence was having an unexpected affect on my lady bits, something I'm sure he was accustomed to when it came to the opposite sex. The devil in me prompted me to lower my arms and slap my hands on my curvy hips in a move that I knew was challenging. A big mistake, I knew, when his sexy mouth turned up at both corners."e;Looks like a drowned rat to me."e; The bikers behind him laughed."e;Flattery will get you nowhere,"e; I responded sarcastically, meeting what I thought were his eyes. I turned my attention back to Pops, putting my hand on his thin shoulder. "e;Now that your boy is here, I'll be on my way. It was nice meeting you."e; I glanced back at the group of bikers. "e;Goodbye, boys."e; I gave them a wave, eager to be on my way."e;Baby--"e; The sound of his growly voice made me stop in my tracks to look back at him. "e;You call me a boy again, and I'll be only too happy to show you that I'm a man."e;

A Navy SEAL for ten years, Bishop has seen a lot of fighting and bloodshed. On leave, he's ready for something good and sweet in his life. He's dedicated to his country but Angel, a pretty kindergarten teacher, makes him wonder if there's room for more in his life than just war. Will she be his salvation?

Four short, romance stories in one book!Alpha men in uniform. Women who tempt them and push them over the edge. Pulled OverOn FireUndercoverThe Party

Excerpt - She pulled back the curtain, her eyes rounding when she recognized Ryan's form heading down the front steps with his bag in his hand. Was he leaving because of her? That would crush Marsha! Without thinking, Shannon whipped the door open and stepped onto the porch."e;Ryan!"e; If he heard her, he ignored her, and continued walking toward the garage. "e;Ryan!"e; Shannon picked up her robe and dashed down the steps and into the snow. The cold immediately went through her slippers. "e;Ryan, please wait!"e;He rounded the garage and disappeared. Shannon couldn't believe that he didn't hear her. She rushed to catch up with him, almost falling when she stepped on an icy patch of snow. She entered the garage just as he opened the door to his jeep. "e;Ryan!"e;He stiffened but didn't turn around as she expected. Shivering, Shannon stepped in front of him, putting herself between him and the open door. She didn't know what she was going to do; only that she had to stop him in some way. "e;What are you doing?"e; she asked, flinching from the unwelcome coldness in his eyes. It was just getting light enough for her to see his expression, hard and set as usual."e;I would think that's obvious,"e; he said flatly, a tick appearing in his jaw. His gaze was focused somewhere over her head."e;Your leaving will ruin everyone's holiday. Every year, all they ever talk about is you coming home."e; His gaze zeroed in on hers with deadly accuracy. He looked so angry, as if he was about to explode. Shannon felt the urge to reach up and kiss away the firmness of his mouth until it was soft and friendly. "e;Are you leaving because of, ah, what happened?"e; She didn't have to spell it out; they both knew what she was referring to."e;I think it's better this way."e;"e;I'm not blaming you,"e; she began. "e;It's something that just happened, a moment that got away from us."e; Trying to sound as if it was insignificant didn't come off as convincing as Shannon wanted it to. She could barely look Ryan in the eye because of the heat filling her cheeks."e;What makes you think it won't happen again?"e;Shannon's eyes rounded in surprise. The little thrill his words caused evaporated quickly when she realized he wasn't happy about his earlier loss of control. Would it happen again? She didn't have the nerve to ask. Deep down part of her wanted it to. She could tell he wanted to leave, but she was in his way."e;Ryan please, if you can't stand being under the same roof with me then I'll leave. Just, please, don't hurt your family this way."e; It surprised Shannon that his leaving would hurt her, too.Their gazes held for a long moment. Shannon wasn't beneath begging to get him to change his mind. She loved Marsha and the rest of the family too much to cause them undue pain. "e;Please, stay."e; To her mortification, she felt the hot sting of tears fill her eyes. It occurred to her that she was asking as much for herself as for them. Did he feel the pull between them? The intensity of it astounded her.

Arson, murder, an escaped convict intent on revenge, and a scorned ex-lover complicate the lives of a rancher's daughter, and the arrogant, sexy foreman who wants to claim her for his own.

A senator arranges for his daughter, Sophie to be kidnapped on the eve of her wedding. She turns out to be more trouble than her abductor, Brent, anticipated. Spirited and resourceful, he has his hands full. In the meantime, their intense attraction to each other only adds further complications.

They say that opposites attract but Val and Chaz are equals when it comes to the bedroom. Neither are strangers to one-night stands, and partying hard. But all that's in the past, and now they're ready for something more steady, and fulfilling.

I was coming out of the back stock room when I literally ran into Ace as he was heading toward the bathroom. His powerful hands grasped my upper arms to push me back, but not before we had a full frontal collision. The man was solid as a rock, everywhere. I gasped from the impact, and instant, hot awareness slammed through me. I gasped again upon looking up and seeing his condition. My eyes widened as they roamed over his bruised and bloodied face."e;What-What happened to you?"e; I asked with concern. I knew the Sentinels were tough, dangerous men and capable of taking care of themselves, but it looked as if Ace had taken a good beating.He released me and held up a big hand, barely looking me in the eye. "e;I'm good."e; He made a move to go around me."e;You're not good."e; I reached for his arm. "e;Ace, you're hurt."e;"e;Don't make it more than what it is, Emerson."e; He pulled away and went into the men's room.I stared after him and the door that he'd closed in my face. Why was he so stubborn? He'd obviously been in a fight. And he obviously didn't want my help. Well, that was just too damned bad. I dashed to where I knew we kept the first aid kit, grabbed it off the shelf, and went back to the restroom. I hesitated only briefly before pushing my way into the bathroom and finding him at the sink.He was in the process of wiping his face with a paper towel. "e;Get out,"e; he grumbled."e;No."e; I took a deep breath and stubbornly stepped closer. "e;Those cuts need more than water, they need to be cleaned."e; I forced my way between his hard body and the hard counter. "e;Now let me see."e; I brushed his hands away from his face."e;Emerson,"e; he growled in warning, glaring down at me with steel in his eyes, his jaw taut.I met his eyes squarely, not the least bit intimidated. "e;Suck it up, biker man,"e; I ordered, not backing down. "e;I know you're a big, old, hard-ass, Ace, but even big boys occasionally need a tender touch."e; I opened up the first aid kit and pulled out the clean gauze and antiseptic. When I turned back to Ace I halted, suddenly realizing how close we were.I hardened my reserve, which meant ignoring the unexpected tingling in my nipples, to do what I needed to do. Besides, I'd decided to move on, right? As far as I knew, the feelings that I experienced when I was around Ace were totally one-sided. I poured antiseptic onto the gauze and reached up to clean the particularly nasty-looking cut on his cheek."e;So, what happened?"e; I dabbed as gently as I could, wincing when I saw how deep the cut was. "e;You should probably get stitches."e; He just growled in response, standing there like an obstinate five-year-old who was being subjected to a fate worse than death. I felt a smile spread across my lips. "e;Poor baby."e;He growled some more. Once I was satisfied that the cut was as clean as I could get it, I poured the antiseptic directly into the wound. He sucked in his breath. My eyes shot up to his. "e;Sorry,"e; I mumbled, reaching for the butterfly bandage, relieved that we had some. "e;If this doesn't work—"e;"e;I know, stitches."e;"e;Or we could try super glue,"e; I smiled up at him. I glanced at his mouth, but the damage to it wasn't what captivated me. Ace had a nice mouth; his lips were smooth and looked appetizing. Before I knew it, I was licking mine as if I were about to dive in to a tasty treat. Ace had never kissed me, and suddenly I wanted that more than anything. "e;Let's see what I can do to fix your kisser."e; I took his jaw in my hand and tilted his face slightly, examining it to find it swollen and with a split at the corner. "e;I think you'll still be able to use it."e;"e;I don't kiss."e;

For three years, Rachel Masters has been secretly smitten with her incredibly attractive boss. The millionaire architect seems completely unaware, usually just giving her a quick nod as he passes her desk each morning. But when a blackout traps them in an elevator, the truth emerges in a passionate encounter meant to distract Rachel from her claustrophobia. James White doesn't just like his receptionist; he desires her. He sees the real beauty hidden beneath her glasses and professional attire, and he's eager to discover just how captivating she is.

He pulled her with him to where the flashlight had landed, and while holding her against him, bent and snatched it from the floor. "e;I just want to know what the hell is going on around here."e; He started to shine the beam of light around the room, searching for God knows what.It began to dawn on Annie that maybe he wasn't the killer after all. Perhaps he was with the Security Company that took care of the building complex. Or, worst case scenario, he'd just been driving by and noticed a strange light flashing around the office and stopped to investigate—sticking his nose into something that was none of his business. Maybe he was an off duty police officer."e;Are you going to answer me?"e; the man growled."e;I have nothing…"e;He snorted and dragged her around the room with him. "e;Nothing? Lady, you sure put up one hell of a fight over nothing."e;"e;You frightened me,"e; Annie said, her eyes darting to her office door and praying he didn't insist on checking it out. She tried to will her body under control, but her heart was pounding like a jackhammer inside her chest. "e;Are you with security?"e;"e;You might say that."e;Annie started to drag her feet when he headed straight for her office. If he noticed, he didn't say anything, but continued pushing her ahead of him in that direction. When they reached the threshold, she actually leaned against him in an unconscious effort to keep him from entering the room."e;Please..."e; She couldn't get the words out. The thought of Martin Strong on the floor on the other side of her desk made her stomach churn. "e;I can't go back in there!"e;She struggled to break the hold he had on her wrist. He was too big and strong to win against in a struggle, but if she could manage to pull away, speed might be on her side."e;Why not?"e; He pushed her further into the room. "e;What are you hiding?"e;"e;Nothing…"e;He gave a dissatisfied grunt. "e;Let me be the judge of that. Something's going on and I intend to find out what it is."e;Helplessly, Annie watched as he shined the flashlight around the small office until the beam landed on a pair of shoes. Her heart sank. The more he pushed her into the room the more she strained against his unyielding form. He halted when they were close enough to see Martin's body slumped against the wall, the beam of light zeroing in on the nice neat bullet hole in his chest."e;Damn..."e; he whispered against her ear as they stood above Martin.Unbelievably, Annie felt his hold around her wrist begin to relax. She took advantage of his momentary lapse and slammed her heel down on top of his foot. He swore a blue streak when she pulled away from him. She heard the flashlight drop to the floor but didn't let it stop her from her desperate flight.She almost reached the door but it was over before it began. He caught up to her in the office doorway. She let out a blood-curdling scream when his hand tangled in her hair. Before she knew it, she was hauled back into his arms.He slammed her against the wall and pinned her there with his body. Breathing hard, he took a moment to catch his breath. "e;No wonder you were in a hurry to get out of here,"e; he rasped, close to her face. "e;Who's the stiff, honey?"e;"e;You don't understand!"e; Annie cried out desperately. She strained against his hold. "e;I was going for the police."e; She had to make him understand."e;Yeah right, and I'm Santa Claus. That's why you were running away."e;*previously released

Hawk is a cold-hearted man who only sees women as objects of desire. However, trouble arises when a charming redhead catches his eye. As a threat to his club emerges involving her, he faces a dilemma - let her go or make her his own.

Moody had it all once, and lost it in a heartbeat. Now he goes through life as a cold, heartless nomad. A man to avoid and be afraid of, uncaring that each day could be his last. He gives a fuck about nothing and no one, until an innocent woman appears out of nowhere, unafraid of his fury, challenging his demons, making him want to live again. Is he strong enough to let her into his heart?

Rachel offers herself to Stone, the president of an outlaw motorcycle club, as collateral for her family's debt, and becomes the target of a rival motorcycle club. Wildman, president of the Red Devils, wants her, but so does Stone--and he'll do whatever it takes to protect her from the evil bastard who calls himself her step-father

Rock's the VP of Phantom Riders MC. Dangerous. Unpredictable. Ruthless. A killer who'll stop at nothing to keep what's his. Allie had given Rock her virginity, and then moved away when she got pregnant. Club trouble doesn't stop him from showing up at her door seven years later, demanding his son, and claiming her

Clint, a mercenary, seeks some rest and relaxation, but his cousin implores him to rescue Sarah, her kidnapped best friend. A case of mistaken identity has her imprisoned on an island off Florida's coast. The rescue should be easy, shouldn't it? That is, until Clint encounters the spirited, headstrong woman with irresistible curves. Soon, they're fleeing across the island toward a planned rescue, but Clint quickly understands that he's the one who truly needs saving!

EXCERPT-Handsome stud or not, Marissa decided to get right to the point. "e;Nothing against you, but you're fired."e; She tried to ignore the tiny scar at the corner of his sensual mouth."e;I don't work for you. You can't fire me."e; He cocked a brow. "e;Even if you can take care of yourself."e; His sexy drawl clearly said he didn't think so.Marissa pressed her lips together. "e;You caught me by surprise."e; All of him caught her by surprise. He had the whole package right down to his muddy cowboy boots. He was a true Texan, and nothing close to her unflattering description to Kirk.He laughed. "e;You think the killer is going to announce himself?"e;Damn him! "e;Well, maybe I can't fire you, but after what you just did, I can call your boss and demand another bodyguard."e; Marissa slapped her hands on her full hips.Why is he laughing again?"e;My brothers and I own Evan's Security and I'm afraid they're all on assignments right now."e;Good God, there was more like him?"e;I'm afraid I'm stuck with you."e;Marissa was preoccupied with the way his sensuous mouth formed the words, until what he said reached her on a conscious level. He was stuck with her? Her gaze returned to his. There was amusement swimming in his chocolate eyes. Rich, decadent chocolate that she could drown in if she wasn't careful. Her lips twitched in response. She liked a man with a sense of humor, even directed at her.Beau Evans was a big, well-proportioned man, and the way he filled out a pair of jeans revealed his powerful, muscular thighs. Marissa couldn't help her wandering gaze as it moved down his body, then back up again. She gauged his height to be somewhere around six feet five. Not too many men made her feel small, but this one did."e;So, where's the hat, cowboy?"e;"e;In my truck."e;It figured he'd have a truck. Didn't all macho Texans?"e;What did you mean earlier when you said, 'I have a lot to learn?'"e;"e;I'll show you after you put some clothes on."e;After years of modeling, Marissa was used to being in various states of undress around people. It came with the business, and she was very comfortable in her own skin. The minute she'd entered her dressing room she'd kicked off her heels and removed the sheer thigh length shirt."e;I am wearing clothes."e;If eyes could strip, she'd be naked right now. "e;If you insist, ma'am."e;

Thomas is new to the rural area. He needed a change from the hectic big city, and the pressures of being on the swat team. A little peace and quiet to reflect on what he wants in life, and maybe find someone to share it with along the way. He never expected to find his perfect match in the form of one sexy little animal lover. From the moment they meet their attraction is hot & out of control!

Big John is the club enforcer. He's big and scary and he sets his sights on Daisy the instant he locks eyes on the curvy beauty.Daisy's the new girl in town. She's grown strong and independent since leaving an abusive marriage, but nothing prepares her for the hulking, sexy biker who wants to claim her when trouble comes calling!

Raze, a member of the Wreckers MC, was sentenced to life in prison for a crime he didn't commit, all thanks to the damning testimony of his best friend's younger sister. Now, new evidence has surfaced, proving his innocence. Upon his release, Raze is determined to find the woman responsible. It doesn't matter that they have a shared past, or that he's desired her for nearly a decade. Rosa's betrayal cost him three years of his freedom, and now he's seeking retribution.

VD is straight out of prison and into the president's chair of the Mad Dogs' MC! He's set for taking the reins but he's not ready for the impact one curvy little brunette has on his libido the second they lock eyes. It's instant, it's hot and it's consuming! It's the forever-after kind of shit he's not looking for, especially when facing the trouble heading the club's way.

He can't stay away from her. She can't deny the pull between them. But lies have a way of destroying everything.As enforcer of the Desert Rebels MC, Cole's job is protecting his club and the brothers who count on him. So when the Rebels agree to shelter a young woman running from a violent ex, Cole does what he always does, keeps watch. Keeps control. Keeps his distance.Too bad Raven makes that impossible.

Four years ago Rebel claimed Ginger to keep them both alive, and then she disappeared. Bike Week at Daytona Beach brings them back together. He's a dangerous nomad. A ruthless killer. But he's her addiction, and she's his. Can they keep the past where it belongs and move forward, or is it too late?