Outlaw's Hope (A Viper’s Bite MC Novel Book 1)
Outlaw's Hope is a Full Length, Standalone MC Romance. No cliffhangers here, just happy endings!
I might be the newly made Vice President of Viper's Bite MC, but I'm getting out. The sooner the better. Just me, my bike, and the target on my back, riding off into the sunset. Because even a death sentence is preferable to the mess the new club President will get us into.
Then she walks into the strip joint I run, looking for a job. Tara. A girl with a stripper's name, but the face of an angel.
I want her. In the lying-under-me-and-moaning-my-name kind of way. That part I understand. It's the part about wanting to protect her from whatever she's running from and make sure no one ever hurts her again, that's new to me.
She's looking at me like she wants the same thing. But she keeps pushing me away. Smart girl. I should leave her be. I have no room for passengers on the back of my bike.
Though for her curvy body, I could make an exception.
Outlaw's Hope is a standalone, full length MC biker romance novel, which contains steamy sex scenes, and deals with disturbing themes that may be uncomfortable for some readers. Intended for 18+ audiences.
Outlaw's Salvation (A Viper's Bite MC Novel Book 2)
Brett was supposed to be a one-night stand. OK, maybe a two or three-night stand, provided he could continue to make me feel so good. But no more than that. Even before I was trafficked, my motto's always been: Get out while the going's good and never look back. Somehow we passed that point, left it tangled up in the bed sheets. And now I am looking back. He's the perfect blend of alpha and sensitivity. The kind of guy I never looked for. But I don't fall in love. I don't do relationships. And that's not going to change now. But I didn't know he'd break my heart. I didn't know I had a heart to break.
A friend asked me to find her and keep her safe. All it took was one touch of her lips to know I'd do that and more without being asked. After three nights of passion, I know I want her to be mine. But I have nothing to offer her. Best case scenario, I drink myself to an early grave. Worst case, I die or go to jail for life. She's just here to have some fun, and I can give her that. But I can't give her a future, because I have none. And I can't saddle her with that, not after she only just got hers back. But it will be hard to let her go. Might even be impossible.
OUTLAW’S REDEMPTION (Viper’s Bite MC, Book 3)
Ian and Sara. Sara and Ian. That’s how it’s always been, since the sixth grade, and definitely since before I knew what love really is. And I do love him, I’ll never stop. I realize it again each time I try and run from him. But I ran regardless once I found out I was pregnant. I just didn’t go far enough. I can’t, because he’s always with me, in my heart, and you can’t escape what’s in your heart. Only now I have a child to consider, and the last thing anyone needs is a father like Ian. So he can never know about our child. Sometimes a bad boy is just that…bad. And there’s no hope of ever changing them. I know, because I tried.
Now Ian is out and he wants me back. This time he won’t succeed, and all my fantasies of running my hands down his perfect body, or staring into his baby blue eyes won’t change that. Because in real life, beasts don’t turn into princes when you kiss them. Now if I could just stop wanting to keep kissing him.
Being the pretty boy among tough bikers is hard. It was a million times harder in prison. But the thing is—and most people wouldn’t guess it by looking at me—I love proving just how cruel and ruthless I really am. But there’s one person I love more. Sara. She left me when I went to jail, but I served my sentence, and now it’s time for her to come back to me. She’s my everything, always has been. She’s the only reason I haven’t turned into a complete monster yet. Without her, I have nothing, especially now that I don’t even have the MC to fall back on anymore. I will win her back. I’ll do whatever it takes. There’s no other way. I’m going insane just thinking I’ll never again feel her delicious curves in my arms.
But there’s more to it than that. She has a kid. My kid. And it’s already a year old. That’s too long for me to be away, and I’m gonna make sure that little person never knows what it’s like to be abandoned. I could never do much right except cause grief and pain, and that was apparent from a very early age. But I mean to do this right.