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I'm a loyal member of the Demented Sons MC. My priorities were my club and my family. Add in one sick bastard trying to pick us off, and I sure as hell didn’t need relationship complications. Enter: one hot waitress. A chance meeting. One wild night. By morning, I was gone. Maybe I'd used her, but she'd utterly ruined me. Brothers dropping like flies, adrenaline in my veins, she would've been a dangerous distraction - one I couldn't afford. At the worst possible moment, I made her a reckless promise. A promise I wouldn't keep.

Life is simply life. It's unfair and sometimes cruel. I should know. Since the moment I first drew breath, I was an orphan. Unwanted. Unloved. The small blonde girl everyone picked on. My story isn't one of happiness, if that's what you're thinking. The person I love most in the world is gone. And in the darkness I've been reborn, into a person I don't recognize.

I'm the Sergeant-At-Arms for the Demented Sons MC. A year ago my life went to shit, and every priority I ever had changed. Being a single dad on the run was never on my radar, but that was the hand I was dealt. I didn't think shit could get worse. Then fate dumped a raven-haired beauty in my lap, and all hell broke loose. Trying to keep my two-year-old daughter and a hot mess of a woman alive while still protecting my club threw my adrenaline into overdrive. Strung tight, danger coming at us from all directions, I faltered...

Short 1 - Taking care of my Sacred Sinner family has always been top priority. So when a group of unexpected visitors throw a wrench into our everyday lives, I can either roll with the punches or push back. Too bad things aren't always that black and white. Let's hope this isn't a huge mistake, Big already has enough on his plate.

I’m Decker “Venom” Pruitt - President for the Ankeny RBMC. I'm a fair man, but those who've crossed me know my retaliation is swift and lethal. Venom runs through my veins. After the army, all I needed was my club. Emotionally bankrupt, I had nothing to offer a woman. She wanted me to show her who I really was, but that was impossible. I was her worst nightmare. Two pink lines changed everything.

My one-night stand is my new boss. I met him at the society wedding of the year; he's the man every woman in New York wants. He's rich. Devastatingly good looking. Charming. Mr. I-Could-Blow-Your-Mind. And yes, he did blow my mind. It was just supposed to be one night. I told him I don't date. But now he wants to make me his. How will I resist all those suits and the muscles they hide? How will I survive the unexpected dinner parties and work trips? How will I ignore the scorching chemistry between us? I can’t give my heart away again. Spoiler alert: I'm failing.

I’m Nico “Chains” Trinidad, tail gunner for the Ankeny RBMC. I'm not a good man, but I’m loyal to the core. I won’t hesitate to protect my club. I wanted Jasmine more than my next breath. Just one night, and she was a fire in my blood I couldn’t extinguish. It didn’t matter that she was forbidden. Now I need to find a way to save her from one of our deadliest enemies or lose everything. I’m going to prove I’m the right man for her and unleash the hounds of hell on them - even if it kills me.

Brynn of Haversey has some ghostly problems, but luckily she has six potential lovers to make it all a bit easier....

I’m Keagan “Phoenix” O’Brien—loyal member of the Ankeny RBMC. A bad breakup left my life trashed, literally. It made sense to escape and leave all the BS behind on an out-of-town mission. I should’ve stayed home. Not only did I meet the right chick at the wrong time, but she had more secrets than we do. After a few psychos tried to kill her mother, they went after her. As the only able man, it became my job to keep her alive. Now I’m running for my life with my new sidekick in tow. I’m not supposed to touch her. But she’s hotter than hell and I love playing with fire.

People used to know me as Lucian Stone. I’m a cleaner for the Ankeny RBMC. Some would call me heartless, others might say I’m emotionless. They might be right, but I have two fingers for them. When I was young and thought I had the world by the tail, Lila Kellerman owned my heart. Once upon a time, we’d been that couple—the epitome of young love. Until one night it all went to shit. Gone were the boy with a full-ride scholarship for football and the girl with hopes of becoming a veterinarian. In their place was an ex-con and a dead girl.

Christmas is here, our first as a couple. With the Grinch to contend with, my new job, and an infant to care for, things aren’t all mistletoe and fa-la-la in the Sacred Sinners compound. There are bumps along the way, a few tears shed, and a bit of sisterly fun, too. I wouldn't change any of it for the world. I'm where I belong...madly in love with my biker and beyond excited to share this holiday season with those who mean the most to me...even if I want to kick them in the chestnuts every now and again.

After we were caught, she was ripped away, leaving me begging for death. Dropped into the middle of the Civil War, I thought my wish had been granted. Little did I know, my punishment was my anguish on Earth and it would never end. For years, I was a lost soul, wandering—until I found the Ankeny RBMC. With them, something within my empty chest settled and I dared put down roots. When she showed up on our doorstep, I was stunned.

Ten years ago, Sage was too damn young for my darkness, so I put up a wall. It worked—until the day it didn't. Being with her wasn't supposed to rock my world, but it sure as hell did. The last thing I planned to do was move back to Texas and the secrets I left behind. But all debts must be paid, and I owed a big one.

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. Remembering every inch of her luscious body, every damn sound she’d uttered — I fell into a hole I couldn’t crawl out of. A five foot nothing, legs for days, hole.

I’m Damien “Facet” Blackwood—tech guru for the Ankeny RBMC. Love is bullsh*t. My mother and her two thousand husbands were enough to convince me. Give me my computers any day of the week. Until Willow. Victim of a black market adoption, she wanted our help to find her biological parents. From the second I laid eyes on her, I wanted her, but I couldn’t touch her. It would only lead to heartache.

When you're born, you never know what life will throw at you. You just make the best of it no matter what happens. That's pretty much been my go-to since infancy. Then the charming, bald-headed, blue-eyed Brent came along, and I thought all the suck in life had been flushed down the drain. Ha! That's when my true journey began - motherhood. This is my story of how I took life by the gonads when I decided I needed closure from my past - my father's sudden death in particular. But what happens next wasn't anything I expected....

Cristian Bianco has two things against him - he's a police officer and he's a police officer in the 18th District…meaning my dad is his boss. Growing up as the Commander's daughter and having his magnifying glass focused on everything I did was more than I could handle.

A knock at my door reveals a very pregnant woman. Good news: I’m not the father of her baby. Bad news: I am the father of the baby her sister is carrying. I’m the bad boy, rock star, playboy ice hockey star. I collect paychecks and shell out broken hearts. Now I’m collecting the storm of pregnancy hormones and shelling out foot rubs. How am I supposed to go from the hottest bachelor in the world… to being called ‘Dad’?

Luca Bianco is a jerk. There I said it. Men like Luca are good for one thing only - a one-night stand - not commitment. I don’t care if my friend did pay good money at a charity bachelor auction for me to go on a date with him, I refuse to do it. That is until Luca offers me a deal I can’t refuse, and I agree to be his pretend fiancé. The heat that’s simmered between us for a decade ignites and I’m not sure even Luca will be able to kickstart my heart after I call code blue.

Two years. Since my life changed for the second time and not necessarily for the better. Two years since I traded prison bars for streets and hunted a runaway who I'd met in an alley. Two days. Since I forgot how to lie, woke to fists, and chased after the girl who'd been stolen from me. Two hours. To save her, rescue her, keep my lies intact. She looks at me full of hate. I look at her full of confession. Two minutes. For our relationship to switch from mutual dislike to floundering with unknowns. I've hurt her. Now, she's hurt me. I guess we're even.