Emma Slate

From Wall Street Journal and USA Today bestselling author Emma Slate comes the third book in the Saddles & Spurs series. I swerved off a mountain road into a ditch to avoid a moose. And then a rugged cowboy in a beast of a truck comes to my rescue. Brooks Keel. The quiet loner at Elk Ridge.

flee to my family's mountain ranch to heal a broken heart. I did not expect a charging bear. But then a shirtless, tattooed cowboy saves me. Declan Brewer is my father's new ranch hand. He's a retired rodeo star who's got swagger in spades. And he's completely forbidden.

From Wall Street Journal and USA Today bestselling author Emma Slate comes the second book in the Saddles & Spurs Series. One night. All passion. No names. I'll never see him again. But when I get on a plane home to Huckleberry Hill for a family emergency, my one-night stand sits down next to me.

From Wall Street Journal and USA Today bestselling author Emma Slate comes the sixth book in the Tarnished Angels Motorcycle Club series. I just found out my fiancé is having an affair. But two can play at that game… The next thing I know I’m in a biker’s bed being worshiped the way I deserve.

From Wall Street Journal and USA Today bestselling author Emma Slate comes the third book in the Tarnished Angels Motorcycle Club series. I just wanted a moment to forget that my bakery is on the brink of bankruptcy. So I go to a Tarnished Angels biker party to blow off steam . . .

From Wall Street Journal and USA Today bestselling author Emma Slate comes the fourth book in the Tarnished Angels Motorcycle Club series. My childhood best friend is a big, bad biker—and an animal in the bedroom.

From Wall Street Journal and USA Today bestselling author Emma Slate comes the fifth book in the Tarnished Angels Motorcycle Club series. After a near fatal run-in with the cartel, I turn to Viper for protection. He’s grumpy. Older. An ex-con.

I was having a slow night in the ER. Until a scruffy, skirt-chasing Tarnished Angels biker needed emergency surgery. Despite fighting through his pain, Boxer's eyes track me. He sees past my aloof exterior and cuts into the heart of me.

My life is boring. Monotonous. And then tall, dark, and dangerous walks into the bar where I work. Before I know it, I’m in his arms asking him to rescue me. He’s Colt Weston, President of the Tarnished Angels Motorcycle Club. Colt makes me feel alive…and wanted.