Twisted Iron Series

Mercenary   My self-inflicted name says it all. I'm a nomadic soldier for hire. This isn't just a job to me, this is my life and who I am. I've recently been employed on a locate and rescue mission by the President of the Twisted Iron MC. Turns out, all is not what it appears to be. With lethal men hot on my trail, will I successfully be able to pull off this task? Or will the only thing I've ever loved, turn out to be the one thing that changes my life forever?   Outlaw   I'm nobody's little angel. Growing up in an MC constantly surrounded by drugs, sex and lies has hardened my heart. Especially now that I've found myself in the crosshairs of one of my fathers' enemies. Darkness shackles me tight in its grip and I find that I'm unable to rescue myself. Will this tragic event course-correct the rest of my life? Or will I meet my demise before that ever has a chance to take place?

Sandman   Growing up, I always knew I'd be a member of the Twisted Iron MC. It's in my blood. I was born and bred MC. My father was the club's original enforcer. When I was grown and man enough, I followed in his footsteps. Having big boots to fill, I've always strived to be not only a better man than him in general, but a more lethal enforcer. What none of the brothers realize, is that my father wasn't the same man at home as he was in the clubhouse. The day I met Aria Stevens, she was my salvation, my light, the one person who made my miserable existence worth fighting for. The day I lost her was far worse than anything my twisted mind could fathom. From that moment on, Hawke ceased to exist and Sandman was born.   Aria   The day I first laid eyes on Hawke Morgan is one I could never forget. I was new to our high school and when some ill-intended boys attempted to corner me, he was my only hope. After that, we were inseparable. He spent most evenings with me and my family. He never fully opened up to me about what was happening to him behind closed doors, but I knew it wasn't good. After his father's passing, he began to bring me around the clubhouse and the people that he called family. He seemed to be happier and our relationship grew and flourished rapidly. That was, of course, until the day I was taken. Even during my darkest nights, I never gave up hope that he would find me; and he did. Things will never be the same after this for either of us. And even though he's fully embodied the road name Sandman, I know somewhere underneath it all is Hawke. My only problem now, is convincing him of that. How can I assure him that he has, and always will be, my savior? Or is it too late for us and the life we once dreamed of sharing?

Edge   I've only ever lived and breathed for one thing, and that was my club, my family. They're all I've ever had since I was a child. My birth parents were original Twisted Iron MC members who among the slaughter during an attack. The only mission I ever thought I'd find myself on was protecting the club; not my heart. Not the heart that beats within my chest, no, she has a name. Talia. She saved my life once, and I'm willing to risk it all if I can keep her safe. She thinks she can martyr herself to protect me, but I won't let her go that easily.   Talia   He was a living and breathing embodiment of everything I'd been running from. Or so I thought, the day I found his near-lifeless body. It's true what they say. Looks can be deceiving. Every single horrible thing his physical appearance represented to me, turned out to be untrue. I was in hiding, on the run from my past. That's when the present, and possible future found me. Some might say that I found and saved him, but that wouldn't be my truth. Now that we've found each other, my past is being forced out into the open. I've been down this road before, and I refuse to let anyone else be victimized; even if it means walking away from the happiness I've finally found.

Fox My road name is self-explanatory. Not only does it describe me physically, but also my personality; and I'm damn proud of it. Club life and bedding different women daily is the only way to live. Motorcycles, mayhem, and all things illegal is just the way I like it. Made the decision long ago that I didn't have the desire to ever claim an old lady and be stuck with one woman for the rest of my life. It might look good on my brothers, but I was certain it never would on me. So, I got myself a loyal companion in the form of man's best friend. Little did I know that my beloved, and most trusted partner in crime would lead me straight to my downfall; Novalee. She's not just any woman, either. During the day she's referred to as Doctor Porter. That woman's mere presence threatens to conjure something deep inside me that I was certain I was incapable of having; which makes her dangerous. She's a treasure to be had and claiming Novalee would only place her permanently in harm's way. I've done my best to avoid allowing myself to completely fall for her. But sometimes I question if I'm being honest with myself about what she's stirred up inside me. An unexpected turn of events changes both of our lives forever, and now I only hope I don't live out the rest of my days with regrets. Have my actions, or lack thereof inadvertently placed her in immediate danger? Blood has been shed, and during this, a life taken was the ultimate price. Novalee I'll never forget the day I first looked into the depth of those ocean blues, and allowed myself to drown. One look at Fox and I had not a single care that he was a known member of the notorious Twisted Iron MC. Sure we live in a small town and people talk. But my profession and reputation far precede any gossip formed from the loose-lipped in this community. My eyes were set on the prize in the form of one tall, blonde, chiseled, work of human art. I'm friends with some of the old ladies from his club. So, his history with women is no newsflash for me. What I was not expecting, however, was the way my body ached to be near his after one lust-filled encounter. I've built an amazing life and legacy for myself. I never expected to crave a man the way that I do Fox. I save animal lives for a living, so it seems silly to fantasize about. That is, of course, until my life ends up being the one needing to be saved. All I want is everything I've worked so hard for. The moment I get close to having my heart's desire, becomes the moment my very existence begins to race against the clock. This can't be how it ends, can it?

Pyro   It goes without saying that my name alone reveals what my favorite past time consists of. I am the son of a deceased original member of Twisted Iron MC. It's hard to say exactly when my obsession with fire began, but I can tell you I was a small child. There's just something I find extraordinary in what it takes to create something so deadly, yet so beautiful at the same time. Besides my club, flames, and my bike, I'd never been more passionate about anything; until I met my other half, Shara. Our bond was instant and now we're inseparable. She's my old lady by day, and my partner in crime by night; only we harbor a secret. One that is already under the towns microscope. Will we be able to continue prowling the nights unscathed? Or will one or both of us succumb to the pressure not only the law is putting on us, but my own club?   Shara   Pyro was everything I should've steered clear from. But the intensity of our connection was magnetic, and soon after getting to know him, I knew why. My past consists of some extremely dark times that I hide from even my best friend, Novalee. Things that would and could possibly have her view me in an extremely different light. You see, my darkness has always yearned for company, and in Pyro, I finally found just that. His own demons dance and meld perfectly with my own as they seek the comfort of one another. What started out as a bond only he and I share, has now become something that could abruptly come to an end. Will my dark past be exposed to those closest to me? And if it is, what will it cost me? Or worse, what price will the only person who's ever understood and accepted me on this level have to pay?

Rogue   Being the President of the Twisted Iron MC hasn't always been easy. I lost my first love, Aurora, when our girl was young – too young. Surrounded by my brothers, though, we somehow managed to raise the kids that Aurora helped take care of when they were young and I'm proud of the men they've all grown into, even if they're sometimes pains in my ass. I never expected to fall in love again; I'm too old and too hardened by this life, yet there's a softness to her that calls to my soul and I find my heart beating once again.   Bella   I've always loved Rogue but knew that he only ever saw me as Aurora's best friend. When I came back into the picture, he and I settled into a friends with benefits relationship, but I want so much more. However, if the only way I can be part of his life is to accept what he'll give me, I'm going to take it. Besides, I have my goddaughter's sweet girl to spoil and one on the way. When danger comes knocking at the club's door, things change with everyone. Will I finally get what I've longed for my whole life? Or will Rogue continue to keep me in that weird place between club whore and old lady?

Harlow   They say life isn't fair and during the course of my life, I've found that to be beyond true. Years ago, my old man and I faced an unimaginable heartbreak when tragedy struck the club. The devastation of that day has kept me from giving him the one thing we both long for—children to call our own. Despite the loss of our unborn child, getting involved in a project with my sister, Harlee, and being able to assist those the world calls throwaways has helped ease the burden my soul carries. She's been the rock in my crazy world, my older sister who I've shared everything with and the one who sheltered me from the harsh realities we faced when we were in foster care. So, when she calls and asks me to come, I never expect the news I receive.   Bane   Next to Harlow, the love of my life, my club is my priority. While it's not a good time for her to be away, when war comes knocking on our doors, I'm glad she's not here because the thought of losing her is something I'm unwilling to chance. But when the men I sent with her as protection call and tell me I'm needed, I waste no time getting to my old lady's side, only to have news laid at my feet that nearly lay me low. But Twisted Iron is family and as Harlee tells us her wishes and we set out to make them happen, my brothers and their old ladies rally around us both toward a future that we're dreading. The holidays are full of magic and miracles and this year, they're tinged with sadness and heartbreak. Will Harlee's gift to Bane and Harlow mend their shattered hearts? Or will it drive them apart?