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RELEASE BLITZ: Title: TRAVIS, Series: Grim Sinners MC Book 3, Author: LeAnn Ashers, Genre: MC Romance

Title: TRAVIS
Series: Grim Sinners MC Book 3
Author: LeAnn Ashers
Genre: MC Romance
Release Date: April 15, 2019
Bailey
 
Being the single mom of a beautiful five-year-old was hard. I’d struggled since the day I gave birth to my daughter when I was eighteen. So when we got the opportunity of a lifetime—to start over somewhere new—it was a no-brainer. We had to go.
 
What I never expected was to find him.
 
With one look, our whole world changed. Travis became everything to us. For once, we were carefree and happy. We had everything we’d always dreamed of.
 
Then things started happening…
 
Travis
 
Bailey came out of nowhere and changed my life completely. I’d never known what living was until her eyes connected with mine and my world imploded. My days now revolved around her and the beautiful little girl I loved as my own.
Bailey and her daughter were now my family, and I vowed to protect them at all costs.
What I never expected was for someone to want to hurt Bailey.
 
If he ever tries to breathe the same air as Bailey and Gabby again—that’ll be the last thing he’ll ever try to do. By the time it’s over, he’ll consider Hell a welcome treat.

LeAnn Ashers is a blogger-turned-author who spends her days reading and writing. She released her debut novel early 2016, and can’t wait to see where this adventure continues to take her. LeAnn enjoys writing about strong-minded females and swoon-worthy, protective alpha males who love their women unconditionally.

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SALE BLITZ: Title: Redeeming the Biker’s Past, Series: Dogs of Fire: Savannah Chapter #3, Author: Piper Davenport

 

 

Title: Redeeming the Biker’s Past
Series: Dogs of Fire: Savannah Chapter #3
Author: Piper Davenport
Genre: Contemporary/MC Romance
 Release Date: November 20, 2018

 

Blurb
I lost
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.
Now there’s
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
redemption.

 

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Author Bio

 

Piper Davenport is the alter-ego of New York Times
Bestselling Author
, Tracey Jane Jackson. She writes from a place of passion
and intrigue, combining elements of romance and suspense with strong modern-day
heroes and heroines.
 
She currently resides in the Pacific Northwest with her husband and two kids.



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COVER REVEAL: Devil’s Queen by Avelyn Paige, MC Romance Coming Soon

 
COVER REVEAL
Photographer: FuriousFotog
Models: Joe and Erica Worden
Cover Designer: The Final Wrap
His Little Girl.
The Zulu Kings MC’s beloved little princess.
Until it all ends with a bullet to the brain.
Remington Laveau’s life with her father’s club was one she couldn’t afford to lose. But her father’s death, sends her life spiraling out of control. She and her mother find themselves cast out, as outsiders by her father’s former motorcycle club, before his body is even cold in the ground. Remington is thrust into a world of endless betrayal, corruption, and darkness with nothing. That is until her father’s last request and legacy becomes her own.
Now, Remington is in the fight of her life to keep the business, her father left to her, and her heart protected from the one man who has always held the keys to it. The man who now sits on her father’s throne of lies. The coil of corruption runs deep within their ranks, and Remington will stop at nothing to get what she wants, even if she has to lose everything in the process, including her heart.
Releasing June 14th, 2019

 

 
 
Avelyn Paige is a born and raised Indiana girl. While she may be a Hoosier by birth, she is a Boilermaker by choice. Boiler Up! She resides in a sleepy little town in Indiana with her husband and three crazy pets. Avelyn spends her days working as a cancer research scientist and her nights sipping moonshine while writing and book reviewing.Avelyn loves everything paranormal, Cajun culture, and wants to try tornado chasing as a hobby when she finally grows up. She just has to get over that pesky fear of thunderstorms first. Avelyn also enjoys collecting voodoo dolls from her trips to New Orleans.



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BOOK BLITZ: Title: The Chaos Chasers MC Books 1 & 2: Title: Nate: The Chaos Chasers MC #1, Title: Jayce: The Chaos Chasers MC #2, Author: C. M. Marin  Genre: MC Romance  


Title: The Chaos Chasers MC Books 1 & 2 
Author: C. M. Marin 
Genre: MC Romance 
 
 
 
 
Title: Nate: The Chaos Chasers MC #1 
 
 
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Grief and loneliness have been my closest friends for a year, and a change is long overdue. A walk down memory lane in my hometown sounds ideal to start letting go of this never-ending sorrow and try to meet again the carefree, happy girl I once was.

 

But back in Texas, it’s not that girl I meet first.

 

Nate Bowers, president of the Chaos Chasers, is not a saint. He says so himself. As a pragmatic teacher, I should flee from that handsome man as fast as I can. But behind his hard exterior and primitive side, all I see in his brown eyes is a caring, gentle man he shows only to me. And when a past that I didn’t even know was mine tries to harm me, letting me know that Evil can borrow the sweetest face and leave you totally unaware of the danger surrounding you, Nate’s protectiveness has me falling for him.

 

By his side, I live again. With his hands and raw touch, he brings back fire into my body, making me feel like a woman again. With his presence, he shoves the loneliness out of my heart. That’s why when my past literally forces me to choose between my newfound needs and the safety of the man who has found his way into my soul, the choice is torture. But the threat is clear, and the possible sanguinary outcome is too real for me to overlook. So, even if it tears my chest apart to have to leave a family I came to care for despite the hazardous life they live, I need to find the strength to embrace this loneliness I already know will be more painful than it has ever been before.

 

*Book 1 of the Chaos Chasers Series.
*Dual POV.
*Explicit sex scenes.
*No extreme violence in this book; NATE is not a dark MC romance.
 
 
 
Title: Jayce: The Chaos Chasers MC #2
 
 
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She’s back in town. The only girl to ever hold my heart in her hands is back in town. The news is like the blow from a hammer. It prevents any constructive thoughts from forming in my mind. All I can see is her. All I can think about is how I’ve missed her. All I know is that I have to keep her at arm’s length to protect her. From the threats still coming the club’s way, and from… me.
 
Alex has always had this bright light burning in her beautiful baby blues, and the last thing I need is to smother it with the darkness that settled in mine when every last member of my family was murdered.
 
But the lines I drew back then quickly blur when the Spiders threaten her directly, forcing us to get ready for a possible war. More than ever, I wonder if keeping her close to me, instead of pushing her away, is the right thing to do.
 
Did I make the worst mistake shoving her out of my life? Maybe. But does it really matter now, when she’s so guarded that her heart has most likely irremediably shut down to me?
 
*Book 2 in the Chaos Chasers series
*Dual POV
*Explicit sex scenes
*Jayce is not a dark MC romance
 
C.M. Marin fell in love with books a long time ago. She’s a small-town girl who loves all things romance. Steamy contemporary romance and romantic suspense are her guilty pleasures, so when she’s not writing away new fictional characters, you can find her with a book in one hand and a cup of tea in the other.

 

 
 
 

 

RELEASE BLITZ ~ Title: A Risky Prospect, Series: River Reapers MC #2, Author: Elizabeth Barone, Genre: Romantic Suspense, Release Date: March 18, 2019

 

Title: A Risky Prospect

Series: River Reapers MC #2

Author: Elizabeth Barone
Genre: Romantic Suspense
Release Date: March 18, 2019
Blurb
Brash social worker
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.
When ex-con Cliff’s
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.
But when Olivia’s
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.
If you like dark romances with vengeance, heat, and a
hero who makes you swoon, you’ll love A Risky Prospect, Book 2 in
the River Reapers MC series.

Buy A Risky Prospect now!

AUTHOR’S NOTE: You
must read Book 1, A Disturbing Prospect, before reading A
Risky Prospect
.

 

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Excerpt
Pressing
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.
From the
other side, I hear a soft meow: Dio.
“Hey
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.”
Turning, I chuckle.
Olivia’s got me talking to her cat now.
She’s got
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.
She isn’t
home, though, so there’s not much I can do, other than go back to the club
house and try to get some sleep.
I walk
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.
I swing
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.
Two birds,
one stone.
With that
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?
I wish
she’d told me what was going on before it got that bad.
That’s
Olivia for you. She can take care of herself, which is one of the things I love
most about her.
I nearly
stomp on the back brake.
I love her.
It’s a
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.
I have to
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.
I can’t
tell her, either.
She shut me
out when I suggested we move in together. I can only imagine what she’ll do if
I tell her I love her.
I love her.
The more I
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
drink.
There’s a
good chance I don’t really love her.
I have no
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.
I’ve been
lonely for so long, I’m just imprinting on her.
That’s got
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.
Not after
twenty years of crushing in noses with my fists. I don’t deserve it.
She doesn’t
deserve me.
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Author Bio
Elizabeth Barone writes books starring badass belles who
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
disease to make her realize it was time to chase her dream.
Elizabeth is the author of over a dozen contemporary romance
and suspense novels. She lives in Connecticut with her real-life book boyfriend
(husband) Mike and their feisty little cat Squirt.
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RELEASE BLITZ ~ Title: Twisted Tales of Mayhem –  A Motorcycles, Mobsters and Mayhem 2019 Special Edition Anthology, Authors: Various, Genre: Romantic Suspense, Release Date: March 18, 2019

 

Title: Twisted Tales of Mayhem – 

A Motorcycles, Mobsters and Mayhem 2019

Special Edition Anthology

Authors: Various

 

Genre: Romantic Suspense
Release Date: March 18, 2019
About the Anthology
Net proceeds raised by the MMM19 anthology will be donated to the
Patriot Guard Riders.
 
They’re a diverse group of riders from across the nation. They have an
unwavering respect 
for America’s heroes including fallen military members, first
responders, and honorably discharged Veterans. Their mission is to
attend funeral services to show respect to the hero, as well as
shield the mourning family from interruptions.
Please join us in supporting this selfless nonprofit organization of
volunteers who do so much for our real life American heroes.

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Contributing Authors
VIKING
Sapphire Knight
When it comes to his club and his woman, he’s a savage.
Always has been, always will be.
HATCH
Piper Davenport
When the beloved Sargent at Arms for the Dogs of Fire MC
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
than their bark.
ABOUND WEDDING
Ryan Michele
Cooper and Bristyl are tying the knot. With the Ravage MC in
attendance, what could go wrong?
“GUST” LOST VALKYRIES MC
Esther E. Schmidt
Have you ever disassembled a ticking bomb? I have. Steady as
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.
SERVICE AND SACRIFICE
MariaLisa deMora
Amanda lost her husband to war. Alex lost part of himself.
Together, they’ll discover hope and peace can be found in the most unexpected
of places.
ONE WEEK
Colbie Kay
I’ve never been a man to follow rules, but one night I went
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.
OUR
NOTORIOUS NIGHT
K E Osborn
Doing deals in a hotel room seemed like the safe option. No
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
saw coming.
DUKE
Jack Davenport
Home from a war my country hated me for, I’m looking for my
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.
VIPER
Lilly Atlas
With his shiny new patch and legacy blood, Viper’s life is
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?
WRAITH
Kathleen Kelly
The Harbingers of Death MC have wronged me. They don’t know
it yet, but I’m coming for them. They will all pay. For she will be avenged.
SPADE
Harley Stone
When a near-death experience brings a sexy Latino biker into
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
wild?
WHISKEY RIDER
Vera Quinn
Two people on different paths when their world’s collide.
One by chance and the other by plan. No promises made but even the best of
plans can unravel over time.
BIRTHRIGHT
Shelly Morgan
Gemma DelBene is the daughter of the most infamous mafia
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?
DEMETRI
Sandy Alvarez & Crystal Daniels
Demetri- Ruthless ruler of the Volkov empire. If you’re not
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.
THE BIKER’S PROTECTION
Daphne Loveling
When a mysterious biker starts hanging out in the bar where
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.
OUTLAW JUSTICE
Jaime Russell
Justice needs to be served. But whose way; his or hers?
TAKEN TO THE CLEANER
Ginger Ring
You know you’re having a bad day when the man hired to keep
an eye on you is one that makes people disappear. Permanently.
HEX
Morgan Jane Mitchell
When Onyx O’Connor’s father dumps her in their old home
town, a tattooed, bad boy takes an interest. Discovering he’s not who he seems,
she finds out, neither is she
DIRTY LITTLE SECRET
Kailee Reese Samuels
Keep your secrets simple and your lies dirty.
PELIGRO
Angie M Brashears
In a world where love is a ghost story, no one is safe. Not
even familia. Peligro.
LEATHER AND LACE
K.A. Ware
Biker bitch royalty, strippers, a club whore, and a
bachelorette party…what could go wrong?
ROAR
Xavier Neal
What happens when Lion accidentally finds his Lioness?
RECKLESS ANGELS MC
Amy Davies
Reckless Angels MC are my life. I work hard and play hard
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.
STYX AND STONES
Kristine Allen
I’m the Enforcer for the Demented Sons MC, I don’t do beach
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.
RYDER
Crimson Syn
Hate simmers between the Hellbound Lovers and the Devil’s
Syndicate. But when love and jealousy collide, decisions will be made, and
there’s no saying who might get burned.
BADGER
Teagan Brooks
When the girl who broke his heart years ago shows up at the
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
unanswered.
TORQUE
Linny Lawless
Torque, the owner of Hardcore Cycles is only focused on one
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.
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RELEASE BLITZ ~ Title: Forgiveness, Series: Nomad Biker Romance Series, Author: Chiah Wilder, Genre: MC Romance, Release Date: February 26, 2019

Title: Forgiveness
Series: Nomad Biker Romance Series
Author: Chiah Wilder
Genre: MC Romance
Release Date: February 26, 2019
Nomad biker: a solitary life, riding from place to place. 

 

 

 

Flux once wore the Insurgents MC patch and his territory was Colorado. Now his bottom rocker reads Nomad. 
 
The open road is Flux’s therapy and facing a 1500 pound bull in the rodeo ring is the way he blocks out the memories. One-night stands, booze and plenty of weed have done a damn good job at keeping his heart locked up.
 
Until he meets a sassy barrel rider. 
 
The golden hair vixen runs rings around him faster than she rides her horse in the arena, and he can’t keep away from her. For the first time since the unspeakable tragedy happened, something stirs inside him.
 
But he has a long iceberg of guilt that he doesn’t want to get rid of. He’s chosen to live with it as a reminder of what has happened. Couple that with a bunch of inner demons that don’t play nice and he’s nothing but a shell of who he once was.
 
Maggie Haves hasn’t known anything except the discipline of practice. Touted as one of the best barrel riders to hit the rodeo circuit, Maggie doesn’t have time for anything that will veer her off the pro rodeo trail.
 
Rugged, tatted and muscular Flux is a very big distraction. Not to mention complicated beyond belief.
 
Flux has lived on the wild side most of his life, whereas Maggie has always played it safe. She knows the biker is danger in leather, but she’s drawn to him like a moth to a flame. Something about him keeps luring her, and she’s willing to take a chance on love with this imperfect man even if it destroys her. 
 
Will Maggie be the one to show Flux that he deserves to live again … and forgive himself, or will his demons devour her before he throws her away?
 
Can two unlikely people find love in the midst of so much darkness?
 
The Nomad Biker series are standalone romance novels. This is Flux’s story. This book contains violence, abuse, strong language, and steamy/graphic sexual scenes. HEA. No cliffhangers. The book is intended for readers over the age of 18.

 

The screech of rubber caught his attention, and he side-eyed over to the commotion as a cherry-red pickup truck pulled into a spot, spitting gravel in the process. The ignition jerked off with an audible hitch that bounced across the parking lot, and Flux weighed the idea of heading out to the bar now. The truth was, he wanted to get back on his Harley—even the smallest ride cleared out his skull for a couple seconds. His fingertips were already itching to clutch the vibrating handlebars as he sat there turning it over in his brain.

 

 

 

His attention got shot to shit when a curvy blonde hit the pavement from the pickup’s driver’s seat and slammed the door. Flux homed in on the lucky SOB who got to stare at the chick’s tight ass in those jeans when he came out of the other side of the truck. The man, who was wearing cowboy boots and a hat, hissed something barely audible—a faint echo across the air. But whatever he said must’ve had something to do with Blondie because she squared her shoulders and threw the cowboy a death stare. After a few seconds, the chick sashayed around the car in sky-high heels, which made her wavy hair sway back and forth across her back.
 
A low growl came from the back of Flux’s throat. Come on, baby. Turn around so I can see the rest of you. The woman pointed a finger at the man, and even though Flux couldn’t hear their argument, there was no doubt it was heated. Blondie was right up in the dude’s face, and she was giving it as good as he was—which was impressive considering Cowboy had a good foot on Blondie. When the dude raised his arm with his hand clenched into a fist, Flux straightened up as a shot of adrenaline surged through him. If this jerk had any idea of hitting this chick, Flux would make sure the asshole would spend the rest of the night in the emergency room. No matter what the situation, Flux never tolerated that shit, and he wasn’t about to make an exception now.
 
Chiah Wilder writes about rough, sexy men who know how to treat their women.Always a lover of books, she began writing at a young age and continued through college with collections of short stories. Figuring she had to grow up and get a “real” job, her writing was placed on the back burner.

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.

 
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RELEASE TOUR ~ Title: Rise of the Phoenix, Series: Phoenix Skulls MC – Book 1, Author: Jessie Cooke, Genre: MC Romance, Release Date: February 18, 2019

Title: Rise of the Phoenix
Series: Phoenix Skulls MC – Book 1
Author: Jessie Cooke
Genre: MC Romance
Release Date: February 18, 2019
Jace Bell, a nomad for the Skulls, and Beck Golden, his new old lady, moved to Phoenix with high hopes.
Jace had been handpicked to run the new chapter of the Skulls by the presidents of both the Westside and Southside chapters.
Wolf Lee and Dax Marshall made sure the club had the land to build on and the support they needed to move forward.
It all felt almost surreal to Jace who had moved his entire life from the East Coast to the West in order to take the job.
His life had never been easy and suddenly he had everything he’d ever dreamed of…but only for a fleeting moment.
When befriending an older Native American couple introduces the club to their twenty-two year old son, Tommy, bizarre things begin to happen.
At first Jace and Beck believe it’s all a ploy by Tommy to get them off land Tommy believes they don’t belong on.
But then bodies begin to turn up and Jace has to dig deeper, unearthing, along with the bodies, a twisted tale of murder, lies and family dysfunction that runs much more than skin deep.
The future of the club is up in the air and nobody knows where the killer will strike next.
Will Jace and Beck cave underneath all the pressure, or can this odd couple and their misfit crew rise from the ashes and begin again?
Book 1 in the Phoenix Skulls MC Series. 
This is a Standalone Romance Novel but characters from this story, will appear in future books in the series. 
HEA and No cliffhanger. 
Intended for Mature Readers.
 
* * *
 
The Phoenix Skulls MC Series is about members of the MC club, their friends and associates. 
Each story, while focused around one main character, is not necessarily about a Phoenix Skulls club member, but the story is related to Skulls members and the club.

Phoenix Skulls – Rise of the Phoenix
Chapter One


“Yazhi, where have you been? We closed up half an hour ago. Why do you have blood splattered on your hands?” Ajei was looking at the spots of blood that dotted her son’s big, brown hands. When she looked back up at his face, he was looking down at them, with a look as surprised as hers had been.


He frowned and after a minute he said, “I hit a rabbit. It darted out in front of me. I didn’t realize the blood had splashed up so far.” He was still frowning when he said, “I’m not going with you today, anyway. I thought I was clear about that.”


“Yazhi…”


“Mom, please! Stop talking to me like I’m a child! And stop calling me ‘Little One!’ I’ve been taller than you since I was thirteen. I’m a grown man, Mother, look at me. I’m twenty-two years old. I’ve told you and Father both that I’m not going to greet these bikers like they’re welcome here.” She had the feeling his indignation was an effort to hide something else, but she wasn’t sure what. He’d disappeared most of the afternoon and she wondered where he’d gone.


“Tommy,” she said, softening her voice even more. “We’ve talked about this so many times, and the tribal council has even tried to be reasonable with you. That land has not belonged to us for decades…almost one hundred years. They bought the land from a developer who bought it from the government. We can at least feel better about them being there, knowing this developer isn’t going to put up a strip mall or something that will draw in a big residential crowd.”


“Nobody should put up anything on it. Ama Sani is probably wandering the hills at night, weeping.”


She sighed and reached out to touch him. He took a step back and gave her a defiant look. “Tommy, you know I loved your great-grandmother, but by the time you were old enough to know her, she no longer lived in the real world.” Tommy’s great-grandmother, Ajei’s grandmother, had Alzheimer’s. She was diagnosed right after Tommy’s birth but lived another twenty years. Tommy loved her dearly and he’d grown up hanging on her every word.


“She lived in our world. She was the only one who remembered how it was, and how it should still be.”


“Tommy…”


He threw his hands up and left the room. His mother sat and looked after him, sadly. She was still sitting there, lost in her thoughts about her son, when her husband Tse walked in. He knew as soon as he saw her that something was wrong.


“What’s wrong, My Heart?” My Heart was what her name meant in English and Tse meant Rock. The couple had called each other by their English names since they met as young adults. They had been together now for thirty-five years, since Ajei was seventeen and Rock eighteen. Tommy was a late-in-life child. The couple had been together and on the road traveling, Rock on the old Indian bike he wouldn’t give up, and Ajei on her Harley, for thirteen years by that time. Rock had modified her bike to make it possible. Ajei had been the one unsure of raising him that way, on the road around the kind of people they spent their time with. They had been involved in some things back then that as an old woman, Ajei wasn’t exactly proud of either. But, you do what you need to in order to survive. Old age had at least taught her that much.


Ultimately back then, however, she had given into her fears and her family’s pressure to leave him behind and let them raise him. Tommy lived with Ajei’s aunt Lena and her two children, who were quite a bit older than him. But their culture truly believed that it takes a village, so ultimately he was raised by a gaggle of relatives: cousins, aunts, uncles, great-grandparents…all wonderful, warm people who loved him…and Ajei and Rock were home as often as they could be. Ajei tried hard to bond with her son, but sometimes Tommy’s dark eyes seemed to seethe with anger or resentment when he looked at his parents. Rock always told her that she worried too much. Ajei hoped that now, since they were all together, they could finally begin to heal old wounds. But now she had to worry about how Tommy had attached himself to the old stories and legends his demented great-grandmother had told him as a boy, and it was leading him toward trouble.


“I’m just worried about our son,” she said, “and this idea that he’s doing something just for our people by not welcoming our new neighbors.” The idea of having a motorcycle club just to the north of where Ajei and Rock ran their small grocery and hardware store had thrilled them both at first. Rock was a nomad for a club out of Tempe for over twenty years and Ajei had ridden alongside him all that time. When they first met as teenagers, Rock drove an old Indian motorcycle he had bought and fixed up himself. Over the years he’d upgraded many times but he was never willing to trade in the Indian for a Harley. Ajei’s first motorcycle was a used Harley that they bought together after they eloped and Rock taught her how to ride. Tommy didn’t come along until thirteen years later and by that time Rock and Ajei were doing long runs for the club, and it was the only life they knew.


That was where Ajei feared, now, they had begun to make mistakes with Tommy, and she had prayed five years earlier that coming home at last would mend what was broken between them all for so long. The club in Tempe, the Tarantulas, had just run its course after almost fifty years in business. Most of the members were either too old to ride, or just tired, and when it broke up, Ajei and Rock came home to Phoenix for the last time. Rock’s uncle owned the little store and he was past ready to retire. Rock and Ajei bought him out and although that went well, Ajei’s hopes for bonding with her son were dashed by the fact that Tommy chose to go to college in California. They were separated by miles for another four years while he completed his degree. The day he graduated with honors was one of the proudest of Ajei’s life and when he chose to live at the store rather than go back with his aunt, it gave her hope that he was finally ready to try to get to know his parents and they him. But so far, that wasn’t going as planned either. He was so obsessed with the land and the old tall tales her grandmother told him. Tommy, in Ajei’s opinion, was a bright, wonderful boy, but in her mind, not yet a man.


“Give him some time,” Rock said. He always did his best to be impartial while giving his wife as much hope as possible. “He’ll see that they don’t mean us, or the land, any harm soon enough and come around. You know telling him things has never worked. Our boy has always been one that had to see things for himself.”


Ajei smiled at her husband. At fifty-three years old, he was still the handsomest man she knew. She was so glad that their son took after him. Rock stood over six foot tall and had broad shoulders and muscles that came mostly from riding that Indian motorcycle he loved so much. He wore his black hair short now, and sometimes Ajei missed the days when it used to touch his shoulders the way Tommy’s did now. His skin was the color of coffee just lightened slightly with milk and his eyes were as dark as his hair, but they shone when he laughed or smiled, which he did often. The crow’s feet around his eyes spoke to that, but Ajei loved them, just as she loved every other part of her handsome husband. “I’m sure you’re right. I can’t help but worry. He reminded me again today that he was a grown man.”


Rock chuckled and said, “And when he’s forty, we’ll both believe him. Until then, it might be easier to pretend. Are you ready to go? Our neighbors are expecting us.”


Ajei nodded and began to gather up the things she was taking to welcome their new neighbors. She and Rock lived in the “real” world, but that didn’t mean they had completely forgotten where they came from and the things they had learned as children. Ajei had weaved a blanket for each of the three newcomers and she had baked homemade bread and gathered two baskets of vegetables from her garden out back. She handed the basket to Rock as they locked up the store and headed for their bikes. Rock covered the basket with a cloth and strapped it onto the back of his Indian before helping Ajei batten down the heavy blankets she’d made. When they had the gifts ready, they both tied their bandannas over their hair and started up their bikes. Ajei looked up toward the window in the small apartment above the store where Tommy lived now. She saw him looking down at them, smiled, and waved. Tommy dropped the curtain and she felt a pain in her heart. Her one wish before the Holy People took her from the earth was that she and her son would come to understand each other.


********


The young bikers were expecting them, and came out to greet them when they drove in. They were living in the only house that had already been standing on the property they bought. It was built years before, by hand, by another idealistic young Navajo man. He’d squatted on the then government-owned property for years, claiming that it was his by “birthright.” Eventually he was forced off the land at the end of a dozen guns the government had sent to evict him. He left kicking and screaming, chanting crazy things, and he was locked up in a psychiatric facility in the city. Ajei never heard anything else about him after that, but she prayed almost daily that her son would never take his misguided mission so far that it drove him mad.


Rock and Ajei stopped their bikes and she slipped the bandanna off her long, gray hair before sliding off the Harley. Rock told her she was still as beautiful as the day he met her, but some days she was slightly envious of the way he seemed to age better than her. He still didn’t have a touch of gray in his hair, and in hers there was barely a touch left of the dark brown it used to be. Her crow’s feet weren’t as “distinguished” as his, in her mind anyway, and her high cheekbones seemed to get lower every time she looked in the mirror and watched as gravity took possession of her skin. But she tried not to dwell too much on aging. If the truth be told, had she died that very moment, the only regrets she had would be the ones she had about her relationship with Tommy.


The couple came toward them. The man was big, taller than Rock and slightly broader in the arms and chest. His eyes were dark and his face scarred. Ajei noticed the thick scar just above his collar right away and she felt a chill run through her as she felt his suffering. Ajei didn’t fancy herself as a psychic or seer, or whatever people were calling it these days. She’d just always thought of herself as an empath; she deeply felt the pain of others sometimes.


The big man had his arm around a woman, whose light blue eyes were the crowning glory of her beautiful face. Wild blonde curls framed her delicate face, but those eyes, and the lean muscles in her arms and legs that rippled as she walked in her boots, told a story that her pretty face might otherwise hide. “I’m Rock, and this is My Heart,” Ajei’s husband said. “Welcome to Phoenix. We’re looking forward to having you as our new neighbors.” The big man shook Rock’s hand and said:


“Thank you. I’m Jace and this is Rebekah.”


“Beck,” the pretty woman said, offering her hand to Ajei.


“And you don’t have to call me My Heart,” Ajei said with a smile. “I’m Ajei and it’s a pleasure to meet you both.”


“Please, come inside,” Beck offered. Ajei and Rock gathered their gifts and followed Beck and Jace inside the little house. They’d only been there for a week, but it already had a warm, comfortable feel to it. Ajei told them so and Beck laughed and said, “I grew up in Phoenix. My mother and grandmother still live about twenty miles from here. They came and decorated the house before we even got here last week. Probably because they knew I’d just toss down some sleeping bags and eat takeout if it was up to me. Please, have a seat.”


The four of them sat and Rock presented them with the gifts they’d brought. Jace and Beck both seemed genuinely grateful, and Beck seemed particularly happy with the blankets. She set the third one aside and said, “Finn is out right now but when he gets back I’ll make sure he gets that.”


“Finn,” Ajei said. “That’s an interesting name.”


“He’s Irish,” Beck told her. “He’s only been in the US for about a year. He’s young and he has a lot to learn, but I think he’s a good kid, at heart.” Ajei could see in Beck’s eyes that she still had questions about the young Irishman. It wasn’t her business however, so she moved on.


“Our son is the same,” she said. “I wish he could have come with us today. He keeps himself busy with his projects. He just recently graduated from college and hasn’t found a permanent job yet, but he never stops doing his own research.”


“What kind of research does he do?” Beck asked.


“He’s got a degree in environmental services,” Rock answered. “He’s interested in anything to do with the land and the indigenous plants and animals. Sometimes I think he should have gone for a degree in Native American studies instead. He has a lot of interest in our culture and history.” Ajei smiled. Her husband explained their son’s “obsession” much more diplomatically than she could. She opened her mouth to ask Beck if they had any children but was interrupted by the sound of a man’s voice, calling out for Jace. It was coming from outside, around the back of the house. The four of them jumped up and Ajei saw Rebekah grab a gun off the top of the refrigerator as they ran outside. Jace stopped first and Beck nearly ran into him before she came to a dead stop as well. Rock stood on the other side of Jace, looking at what had stopped them all in their tracks. Ajei saw it, and the young, heavily tattooed man with the long hair standing next to it, and then she turned to look at her husband. Rock wasn’t looking at her. Maybe that was good. Maybe if he looked at her she wouldn’t be able to hide the fear in her eyes or the fact that her heart was slamming into her rib cage. She sucked in a shaky breath and looked back in the direction the rest of them were still staring in.


“What the fuck is that?” Beck said, appalled, with good reason.


No one said anything for a long time. Rock still wouldn’t look at his wife. They all stared at the big tan-and-white jackrabbit…or what was left of him. It was simply a carcass, without a head, and the four feet had been nailed to a post behind the house. Written in what looked like blood above it were the words, “Go Away!”


Ajei couldn’t see anything inside of her head at that moment other than the bloody fingers of her son. She was looking down at her own hands and she felt like she could see blood on them too. Rock finally glanced over at her and when she felt his eyes on her face, she looked up. She could see the worry pouring out of his dark eyes. She wanted to deny that her son did this. She couldn’t imagine Tommy killing any animal just for sport, much less mutilating it. But sadly, she had to admit if only to herself that since he’d come home from college, it seemed there were a lot of things about her son she didn’t know. She opened her mouth, ready to tell their new neighbors that she might know who did this and that she would take care of it, when Beck, clutching her gun tightly at her side and speaking through clenched teeth, said, “When I finish with the motherfucker who did this, that rabbit’s going to look like the lucky one.”
Jessie Cooke writes hot romance novels about tough guys, bad boys, bikers, fighters and lovers and the women of strong character who tame them.
 


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AVAILABLE NOW! ~ Bundle Title: Devil Souls MC Series Bundle, Titles: Torch ~ Techy ~ Butcher ~ Liam, Author: LeAnn Ashers, Genre: MC Romance, Release Date: February 11, 2019

Bundle Title: Devil Souls MC Series Bundle
Titles: Torch ~ Techy ~ Butcher ~ Liam
Author: LeAnn Ashers
Genre: MC Romance
Release Date: February 11, 2019

 

 
 
Meet the men of the Devil Souls Motorcycle Club, the most notorious MC in Texas in this four-book Boxed Set by bestselling author LeAnn Ashers! 
 
They love hard and fight harder. You mess with their family, hell is something you’d beg for. 
 
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TORCH: Kayla & Torch’s story
One moment, one ordinary day changed my life. Three guys tried to kidnap me. One man saved me. 
 
TECHY: Alisha & Techy’s story
Someone from my past comes to get what my dead father never gave back to him. What he doesn’t know is that Techy will do anything to keep me safe. Anything.
 
BUTCHER: Shaylin & Butcher’s story
Butcher is what everyone calls crazy. But me? I see who he really is. I see the man who will protect and love me above everything else. 
 
LIAM: Paisley & Liam’s story
I was enthralled by Liam’s bad boy ways, but I knew there was so much more to him—a side he didn’t allow people to see. He was my everything. I felt safe in his arms. Until someone tried to kill me.
 

LeAnn Ashers is a blogger-turned-author who spends her days reading and writing. She released her debut novel early 2016, and can’t wait to see where this adventure continues to take her. LeAnn enjoys writing about strong-minded females and swoon-worthy, protective alpha males who love their women unconditionally.

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