Fallen Angels MC Series

This is book 1 of the Fallen Angels MC series. Books 2 and 3 are available everywhere now! He's a monster and a sinner – and I'm chained to his bed. I shouldn't be here. But it's too late to run. Staying here might mean risking everything – my life, my body, my sanity. But I can't go back to what I was before. I'm addicted to the biker's touch. CAROLINE I think part of me always knew he'd hurt me. Isn't that just what bad boys do? They convince you they're different than the rest. They get you to let your guard down. And then they shatter your heart into a million little pieces. Mason was no different in that regard. He convinced me he was a rebel with a heart of gold. And for one blissful moment, I believed him. Then the war came crashing down on my head. Before I know it, I'm dodging bullets and riding for my life. I'm not cut out for this motorcycle club business. I like numbers, my puppy, helping people – just sweet, innocent things. I'm not the type of girl for him. But Mason has me pinned down and he won't let me go. He says it's for my own safety. He says I need his protection. And the second he lays his hands on me, I know one thing: I'll never be able to go back to my old life again. I belong to the biker now. MASON It might've been a mistake to bring her in. But there was chaos in my club, and I needed an ally. She was just supposed to be a numbers freak. To look through my accounting books and figure out what the hell was going on. But there was danger lurking in the shadows… And before I could protect her from it, it dragged us both down to hell. She doesn't think can trust me. Fair enough. I probably wouldn't trust me either. I'm everything she's been taught to fear: A liar, a killer, a biker, a beast. I'm a cold-blooded S.O.B. who will screw you senseless and be gone before you wake up. I'm a sh!t-talking, drug-running outlaw kingpin… And I'm never, ever gonna apologize for it. But despite all my sins, there's one thing that will always be true: I always protect what's mine. I may have got Caroline caught in the middle of this vicious crossfire. But I'm not gonna rest until I get her out. That's an outlaw's oath.

Raven Guzman has never believed in a charmed life. Finding a woman on the side of the highway, beaten and left for dead, only drives that home. Not knowing who she is, his choices are limited but he can't leave her there to die. No woman should ever be treated like this, and he would make sure she never had to endure something like this again. Taylynn couldn't keep living like she had been. When she was taken in by men wearing leather like the men who had nearly killed her, she didn't know who to trust. Was she incurring a debt she had no way to pay, or were these men different than the one's she'd dealt with before? Can Taylynn learn to trust again or will her past keep her from discovering that there's more to life than pain and betrayal?

A member of the notorious bad boy motorcycle club, Fallen Angels, Cole Jackson is nothing but a redneck biker—or at least that's what Angela tells herself. She has to otherwise she will forget that he's nothing but trouble and fall under the spell of his piercing cobalt gaze. Cole is seduction personified, with his chiseled, hard body, and ruggedly handsome stubbled face. So it's a good thing that he's totally ambivalent towards her, and acts like she doesn't exist, or else she really would be in serious trouble. Except that Cole isn't as ambivalent as Angela thinks—quite the opposite. Cole has been biding his time, waiting for the young, innocent college student who waitresses at his local bar to become the kind of woman that can handle his rough, dominant ways. So when Angela crashes her car into his bike, damaging it, Cole seizes the opportunity to finally make his move. Angela promises to pay for the damage to his motorcycle, but money isn't what Cole wants. There is only one payment Cole will accept from her, and the weathered biker fully intends to take the naïve, innocent Angela, hard and without protection until she's paid up in full.  Warning: This is an erotic short love story with a HEA ending that contains explicit content which is only suitable for mature readers.  

This is book 2 of the Fallen Angels MC series. Book 3 is available everywhere now! He's a monster and a sinner – and I'm chained to his bed. I shouldn't be here. But it's too late to run. Staying here might mean risking everything – my life, my body, my sanity. But I can't go back to what I was before. I'm addicted to the biker's touch. CAROLINE I think part of me always knew he'd hurt me. Isn't that just what bad boys do? They convince you they're different than the rest. They get you to let your guard down. And then they shatter your heart into a million little pieces. Mason was no different in that regard. He convinced me he was a rebel with a heart of gold. And for one blissful moment, I believed him. Then the war came crashing down on my head. Before I know it, I'm dodging bullets and riding for my life. I'm not cut out for this motorcycle club business. I like numbers, my puppy, helping people – just sweet, innocent things. I'm not the type of girl for him. But Mason has me pinned down and he won't let me go. He says it's for my own safety. He says I need his protection. And the second he lays his hands on me, I know one thing: I'll never be able to go back to my old life again. I belong to the biker now. MASON It might've been a mistake to bring her in. But there was chaos in my club, and I needed an ally. She was just supposed to be a numbers freak. To look through my accounting books and figure out what the hell was going on. But there was danger lurking in the shadows… And before I could protect her from it, it dragged us both down to hell. She doesn't think can trust me. Fair enough. I probably wouldn't trust me either. I'm everything she's been taught to fear: A liar, a killer, a biker, a beast. I'm a cold-blooded S.O.B. who will screw you senseless and be gone before you wake up. I'm a sh!t-talking, drug-running outlaw kingpin… And I'm never, ever gonna apologize for it. But despite all my sins, there's one thing that will always be true: I always protect what's mine. I may have got Caroline caught in the middle of this vicious crossfire. But I'm not gonna rest until I get her out. That's an outlaw's oath.

Reeling from the driveby that killed one of his brothers, Dagger steps up to take care of the only family his brother had left. A sister who is left withdrawn and despondent by the loss. He's just drawing her out of her shell when she disappears. Not knowing if the same club business that killed her brother is back, or if it's something else, Dagger is desperate to find her. Andy came back to Craven's Creek, to the only family she had left, and now he's gone. She has nothing left. Nowhere to go. No one to turn to. And no one will tell her why. It's all she can do to get dressed and go to his funeral. How will life go on without the one constant in her life? Then, just as someone starts breaking down her walls, she's taken from him.

A member of the notorious bad boy motorcycle club, Fallen Angels, Jared West is the epitome of the roughened, tattooed biker. So Professor Rachel Anders is notably confused when on the first day of classes he saunters into her Renaissance history course.  Jared plays the role of the good student—but he's anything but. From the smoldering looks he gives her from the first row of the class, to the way he absently brushes against her arm when he asks her a question during office hours, Jared is slowly and methodically chipping away at the Professor's ice cold exterior and working his way past her defenses.  Before Rachel knows it, it's the end of the semester, and she is relieved that Jared will be graduating and moving on, except he has other plans for them. Jared carefully orchestrates a late night encounter in the professor's office on the last day of classes, an encounter she won't be able to avoid or worm her way out of.  Now that he is no longer her student, the handsome, young biker fully intends to take the always prim and proper professor, hard and without protection and finally show her that he's always been hot for his teacher.  Warning: This is an erotic short story that contains sexually explicit content which is only suitable for mature readers 18+. It features taboo erotica themes which some readers may find objectionable. Although it features a HEA ending, this is not an erotic romance.

Hawkeye found a rival club doing something the Fallen Angels MC would not sit by and let continue. They were trafficking in women. They went in, pulled out the women and eliminated the problem. But when the victimized women turned on one of their own, Hawkeye couldn't leave her with them. Delilah had been given to the Royal Crows by a husband who wanted to be rid of her. She didn't know why but they hadn't treated her like the other women, something she would never complain about. When strangers came in pulling all the women out, she never thought she'd end the night on the back of a bike. Now she's at the mercy of yet another club. But were the Fallen Angels different from the Royal Crows or had she gone from the frying pan into the fire?

This is book 3 and the finale of the Fallen Angels MC series! He's a monster and a sinner – and I'm chained to his bed. I shouldn't be here. But it's too late to run. Staying here might mean risking everything – my life, my body, my sanity. But I can't go back to what I was before. I'm addicted to the biker's touch. CAROLINE I think part of me always knew he'd hurt me. Isn't that just what bad boys do? They convince you they're different than the rest. They get you to let your guard down. And then they shatter your heart into a million little pieces. Mason was no different in that regard. He convinced me he was a rebel with a heart of gold. And for one blissful moment, I believed him. Then the war came crashing down on my head. Before I know it, I'm dodging bullets and riding for my life. I'm not cut out for this motorcycle club business. I like numbers, my puppy, helping people – just sweet, innocent things. I'm not the type of girl for him. But Mason has me pinned down and he won't let me go. He says it's for my own safety. He says I need his protection. And the second he lays his hands on me, I know one thing: I'll never be able to go back to my old life again. I belong to the biker now. MASON It might've been a mistake to bring her in. But there was chaos in my club, and I needed an ally. She was just supposed to be a numbers freak. To look through my accounting books and figure out what the hell was going on. But there was danger lurking in the shadows… And before I could protect her from it, it dragged us both down to hell. She doesn't think can trust me. Fair enough. I probably wouldn't trust me either. I'm everything she's been taught to fear: A liar, a killer, a biker, a beast. I'm a cold-blooded S.O.B. who will screw you senseless and be gone before you wake up. I'm a sh!t-talking, drug-running outlaw kingpin… And I'm never, ever gonna apologize for it. But despite all my sins, there's one thing that will always be true: I always protect what's mine. I may have got Caroline caught in the middle of this vicious crossfire. But I'm not gonna rest until I get her out. That's an outlaw's oath.