Quinlan in high school, but I never stopped loving her. I never stopped
protecting her, either. It didn’t matter where my life took me because in the
end, I knew she’d be mine. At least, I did until she shut me out.
a threat that could destroy everything I’ve ever wanted, and I will move heaven
and earth to eliminate it. Because when I said I’d be there, I meant it, and
it’s time she remembered who I am…even if it costs me my only chance at
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Series: River Reapers MC #2
Olivia has been through her own personal hell and come out the other side,
tattered but determined to make things better in her corrupt town—no matter the
cost. Her roommate’s current situation is the perfect place to start.
wild ol’ lady Olivia comes to him and the River Reapers for help, he’s on
board. His vigilante motorcycle club can get the job done, and it’ll help
convince Olivia to take the next step in their relationship.
traumatic past walks through the club’s doors, there’s no stopping her from
doing whatever it takes to settle her own score. Even if it means crossing a
line that Cliff might not be able to pull her back from.
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the doorbell for Olivia’s place, I step back. Only the porch light is on. No
light shines from inside. I can’t imagine she and her roommate are already in
bed. I raise my fist and knock, a soft three-tap, just in case.
other side, I hear a soft meow: Dio.
buddy.” He meows again. I picture him rubbing his cheek against the door.
“I guess no one else is home. I’ll see you later.”
Olivia’s got me talking to her cat now.
me doing all kinds of things—like picking up her father. I wanted to see her
before I left, even if only to wish her luck for her first day at DCF. Maybe
see if there’s anything I should know before meeting him, or if there’s
anything she wants me to scope out before she meets him.
home, though, so there’s not much I can do, other than go back to the club
house and try to get some sleep.
slowly back to the Screamin’ Eagle. The last thing I want to do right now is go
to bed, mostly because I don’t want to get up at the ass crack of dawn to drive
all the way to Lewisburg. Traveling by train would take longer, and neither my
President or Treasurer were willing to pony up for a plane ticket. Worst of
all, I have to take a cage. It’ll be more comfortable than riding all the way
down, but the more I ride, the less I want to be in a car.
onto the bike and grab my helmet. Securing it in place, my fingers pause.
Olivia might be working tonight. That would explain why she isn’t home. There’s
also a chance she’s at my cousin’s, but I’d rather not ride all over town
trying to track her down. If she’s already at the club, I might be able to talk
her into staying the night. That way she can crash in my room after work, and I
can see her before I go. Maybe even see her naked.
happy thought, I fire up the Screamin’ Eagle, wincing a little as I imagine
poor Dio hiding from the noise. Ever since Eli, he’s been so skittish. If
Olivia hadn’t already killed him, I’d kill the motherfucker myself. Who the
hell tries to kill a tiny, defenseless kitten?
she’d told me what was going on before it got that bad.
Olivia for you. She can take care of herself, which is one of the things I love
most about her.
stomp on the back brake.
whole-body realization. The road tips upward, the bike falls down into the sky.
I float for a moment, fingers and toes tingling. Then I slam back into my seat,
the bike firmly on 63. Somehow I still have my balance.
tell her. I’ve never been good at keeping my feelings to myself. My father’s
headstone is proof of that. It’s either tell her, or walk away, and I already
know I can’t do that.
tell her, either.
out when I suggested we move in together. I can only imagine what she’ll do if
I tell her I love her.
repeat it, the more woozy my stomach is, like I’ve had a few drinks and I’m
warmed all the way through. At the same time, it makes me need a
good chance I don’t really love her.
idea what it feels like to be in love. I know what it’s like to love someone—my
little cousin. I know what it means to be loved—my cousin again. But the odds
that I wholly, truly love the first woman I laid eyes on after getting out—not
to mention fucked in the back of a station wagon—are slim to none.
lonely for so long, I’m just imprinting on her.
to be it. Because there’s no way someone like me can really love her, not now.
What I think I feel for Olivia can’t be real.
twenty years of crushing in noses with my fists. I don’t deserve it.
chose the other path because her life is just as offbeat. Before publishing her
debut novel, she was a chef, web designer, apprentice teacher, and retail
soldier, but writing is her first love. It took a debilitating autoimmune
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and suspense novels. She lives in Connecticut with her real-life book boyfriend
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finds himself falsely incarcerated, his woman must move heaven and earth to
release him, while holding back a pack of ravenous bikers whose bite is worse
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attendance, what could go wrong?
fuck hand, the longest last breath, and the will to live. There’s nothing I
can’t do and I have to admit, with all my brothers claiming an Old Lady, I’ve
been craving to claim one. Circumstances aside, I never in a million years
thought it would be Paisley.
Together, they’ll discover hope and peace can be found in the most unexpected
too far, crossing lines that should have never been touched. I’m about to break
the rules again, but this time I’m ready to make her mine. Only one problem
stands in my way, she’s getting married in one week.
outside eyes, no mess, no damn fuss. What I didn’t count on was being
blindsided by a feisty maid who ended up seeing far too much. Now she’s a
problem – my problem. But maybe that problem will surprise me in a way I never
place in the world, managing to find myself in jail instead. But when a vision
of perfection walks up the jailhouse steps, I’m lost. Now I just have to
convince her to get lost with me.
dedicated to one day becoming president of the Devil’s Tribe MC. One look at
the beautiful and terrified Cassandra has him questioning everything his club
stands for. Never had loyalty to his club taken a back seat, but how could he
ignore the pleading in those green eyes?
it yet, but I’m coming for them. They will all pay. For she will be avenged.
her life, Jessica will be tempted to throw her cautious nature to the wind.
Will Spade’s charm and panty-melting smile be enough to make this good girl go
One by chance and the other by plan. No promises made but even the best of
plans can unravel over time.
Crime Lord and sister to the next in line. But what happens when her mother and
brother are brutally murdered and her family is left without an heir?
with me your against me. I give no second chances. Glory Keller- she’s feisty,
independent, sexy and I’m going to make her mine. Thirsty for power, someone
crosses the line, threatening to take her and my empire away from me. Now, I’m
out for blood. No use in hiding from the devil himself- I will find you.
Samantha works nights, she thinks he’s just interested in a one night stand.
What she doesn’t know is that she’s been placed under Crow’s protection… and
he’s about to risk his own life to keep her safe.
an eye on you is one that makes people disappear. Permanently.
town, a tattooed, bad boy takes an interest. Discovering he’s not who he seems,
she finds out, neither is she
even familia. Peligro.
bachelorette party…what could go wrong?
and can have any woman I want, but there’s only one woman for me. Why do I push
her away when all I want to do is to pull her close to me and never let go?
It’s time I work hard to get my own angel.
hook-ups with a prim-ass school teacher. And I sure as hell don’t obsess over
the chick afterward. But that’s exactly what I did.
Syndicate. But when love and jealousy collide, decisions will be made, and
there’s no saying who might get burned.
Blackwings MC clubhouse for the president’s daughter’s wedding, Badger, the VP,
is not only shocked, he is pissed. But a few words from his best friend’s wife
leaves him with more questions than answers. And Badger never lets anything go
thing, the V-twin engines that come into his shop. There’s no time for women or
love, that is until Ronnie, a raven-haired beauty comes into his sights. When
the biker beauty needs help, Torque’s primal instincts kick in, and there’s no
stopping him when it comes to protecting the woman he loves.
Her love of reading has always been center front in her life. Chiah’s love of bad boys both in and out of fiction has inspired her books. She loves an alpha male whose softer side is brought out by a passionate, spirited woman. In fiction there are no rules or boundaries, and fantasies can go as far as the characters want to take them. Steamy, romances with tough, sexy bad boys are her guilty pleasure along with brownies, cheddar cheese, and movie marathons.