"The Porter brothers were raised to live and die by three rules. One, a Porter always keeps what's his. Two, a Porter leaves no enemy standing. Three . . .
Greer's been searching for love in all the wrong places. He wants kids . . . and lots of them, so it's time to get busy and find the lucky woman to share his bed and his life. Though there isn't a lot to choose from in the small town of Treepoint, he has managed to narrow his choices down to three.
The strange thing is, the one he's falling in love with remains a mystery, hiding her face and name in the messages she sends from behind her computer. The mysterious woman may dodge his questions about her identity, but it's only a matter of time before she finds out that this Porter brother won't back away from something he wants, and he wants her.
Come hell or high water, he will find the one who goes by KentuckyGirl and make her his, despite what anyone says, even her. And KentuckyGirl is going to find out the last Porter rule the hard way: A Porter always stands his ground and leads his prey into his waiting arms . . .
Contains mature themes."
"The Porter brothers were raised to live and die by three rules. One, a Porter always keeps what's his. Two, a Porter stands his ground. Three . . .
Dustin never had to search for his true love. They used to play and get in trouble together, shared a playpen, and their mothers used to be best friends. But that was before their fathers made them enemies and changed the course of their lives. Now the Porters stayed on their side of the mountain while the Hayes stayed on theirs.
Believing it was easier to coexist as frenemies with Jessie Hayes rather than changing the Porter stubborn ways, Dustin was content with booty calls, raising his son, and growing weed as a side business . . . until he heard her screams. Now he was going to show a murderer just how much they had underestimated this Porter brother. And he was going to have to break his father's last rule: Leave no enemy standing . . . to claim the enemy that held his heart.
Contains mature themes."
"Earth was never going back to normal. All that was left in the post-apocalyptic destruction were humans trying to survive and running from the aliens who had come to scavenge what was left.
Raine had never been a particularly brave woman. She preferred staying at home, rather than making an effort to become hurt by a real relationship.
She only managed to survive by being at the right place at the right time. Now, the other survivors in her group blame her for being a jinx for every catastrophe that has happened to them.
How was she supposed to know the feral man who she had saved was an alien Viking from Mars? How could it be her fault that, when she snuck out to check on him, two other women from her group followed and got kidnapped? And, how could she be blamed for finding herself married to an alien by the simple act of saving his life?
Still, it hurt that her new husband was beginning to think the same way as the group of survivors.
While she wasn't crazy about the Martian side of Skars, the Viking part of her husband was hot and, like any heroine from the stories she had read, she was determined to prove her worth to him.
Contains mature themes."
"Reaper didn’t think it was possible to be deceived by anything, or anyone, after the hell he had gone through. But Ginny proved him wrong. Not only wasn’t she the woman he believed her to be, but she had also sacrificed herself to pay for his crimes. The only part of finding out who Ginny was that didn’t surprise him was that she was a thief. He already knew that—she had been stealing bits and pieces of his soul since he’d met her. And not only had Ginny wrecked the peace he had promised himself, but she also turned his life in a tailspin as he fought to keep her safe from an enemy from her past. Ginny didn’t think it was possible to love Gavin more than she already did. He proved her wrong. The only problem was… who was going to protect her from Reaper? Every part of her loved Gavin, yet it was Reaper who was turning her life in a tailspin. Determined to claim her soul while refusing to relinquish his, Ginny found herself engaged in a battle of wills that she was willing to fight to win until death. The battle between soulmates is never a pretty thing. In battles, there are always winners and losers. Ginny and Reaper are going to have to decide if the price of winning the battle is worth the cost or lose the ultimate prize—eternity."
"One touch was all it took to pierce through the hatred, the revenge, the payback that kept Reaper’s sanity in check. Unable to bear to be touched, Ginny breezed through his safeguards, stirring the flames of desire, trying to make him believe love was possible again, but his tortured soul just wanted to find the peace he had promised himself once all his enemies were there to keep him company in hell. One look was all it took for Ginny to recognize her soulmate. Now she was determined to show him that love, mercy, and forgiveness would bring the light back into his life. Her warrior was no longer fighting alone to battle his nightmares, and this Kentucky woman wasn’t afraid of stealing his heart and making it hers. But love would have to be strong enough to overcome Reaper’s biggest enemy—himself. Having lost faith in love, The Last Riders, and himself, it was only when Ginny committed a desperate selfless act of love that Reaper realized that, to save her, he was going to have to put his life on the line again. This time if he lost, not only would he lose Ginny, but he would lose the Last Riders forever. How was he supposed to know his wrath could cost him everything?"
"Gavin had believed himself untouchable. There wasn’t an inch of his body that hadn’t been taught to eliminate any threat, both to himself and others, as a Navy SEAL. Not only had he been trained to be a warrior, but a strategist who could accomplish any mission that he was given... Until the day he was blindsided by a brother with his own agenda and was forced to accept that everything he had believed in had been an illusion. An illusion that he was capable of love. An illusion of the woman who had kept him sane during his darkest days. An illusion that The Last Riders would always have his back. Now he was being forced to accept the man they had created. A man who didn’t care about anything or anyone, living a life without reason, joy, or peace. A soul so broken that it couldn’t be fixed, searching for the one reason to keep himself breathing. How was he supposed to know it was a song?"
"Beware of what you wish for; it might just come true.
Train swore never to let a woman get under his skin unless it meant forever, and forever only meant belonging to The Last Riders. He had believed his one brief sexual encounter with Killyama was a 'hit it and quit it.' Instead, her green eyes haunted his memories. Then, when he tried to convince the woman he was serious as his 'more the merrier' lifestyle became a painful reminder of the life he lived, Killyama used his own club against him to keep him from what he wanted.
Killyama was holding out for a man who could offer her forever, and Train wasn't the forever kind of man. He was a Mr. Here and Now; the wicked warrior in her dreams. He might be a walking, talking sex machine, but she needed more than that. So, until he proved she was the only one sharing his bed, the only part of her body he was going to see was her ass walking away."
"As president of The Last Riders, Viper's only fear was losing his wife. After all, he had almost lost her once before.
As wife to the president, Winter lived in fear every day: fear that a club enemy would take Viper from her, fear that one of the club women would tempt him to stray, fear that she wasn't enough of a woman for him. One thing Winter didn't fear was risking everything to carry her husband's child, even her health, yet Viper refused to take the chance.
Losing hope, Winter made one last ditch effort, determined to make Viper realize that some things were worth fighting for besides the club.
Contains mature themes."
"Lucky had always led a life of service. He had always put his life on the line for someone else, managing to survive by pure luck and skill. After bringing an end to a multi-state drug ring, he was finally able to live the life he had wanted as a Last Rider.
A good man would walk away and not touch the curvy woman who had been tugging on his heartstrings. Lucky wasn't a good man. Therefore, the bad-ass biker in him had a choice: once again become the man he had pretended to be and stake his claim, or take the devil's highway.Contains mature themes."
"Want, need, pain, and joy were emotions Shade had never known existed before Lily. He knew the first time he saw her face that she was going to change his life forever. The thing he hadn't expected was how hard it would be to hide who and what he was from her. Each step he took out of the shadows revealed more of himself, until only one secret remained. Shade arrogantly believed he could help heal the wounds from her past, but now it was his own past that was trying to tear them apart. To keep Lily, Shade would have to use the very skills he had been trying to hide from her. The skills that made him a killer . . . a soulless monster.Contains mature themes."
"Cash was living the life of the lieutenant of The Last Riders, and he had women at his beck and call. The only thing he saw himself settling down with in the future was a twelve pack . . . and certainly not Rachel Porter. Hell, she wasn't even his type-her tits were too small and her mean mouth could shrivel a man's dick. How was he supposed to know she was special and worth putting up with those weed-producing hillbillies? Or was she?
Rachel had lived her whole life watching Cash break one woman's heart after another. He was everything she shouldn't want-a bad boy biker with enough sex appeal to make any woman want a night in his bed. Even her. Heck, he wasn't even her type-he didn't know when to keep his mouth shut and lived in a sex club. How was she supposed to know that he was special and worth putting up with the biker wars and biker bitches? Or was he?Contains mature themes."
"Shade is everything Lily doesn't want in a man. He's rude, obnoxious, and definitely not a cowboy. The tattooed enforcer for The Last Riders is a mystery Lily doesn't want to solve. He's too much for her to handle, especially with the nightmares from her past constantly threatening her sanity.
Lily is everything Shade wants in a woman. She's sweet, kind, and submissive. When she discovers the truth about The Last Riders, it threatens to tear apart every relationship within the club. Her rebellion causes the predatory instincts to rise in the ex-Navy SEAL sniper.
When The Last Riders are threatened by another motorcycle club just as determined to claim Lily, Shade is her only hope of surviving the approaching confrontation. Could their passion be Shade's downfall?
Contains mature themes."
