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Andy: The day my bank was robbed by six masked men was the worst day of my life. The next day, I lost my job for not following protocol during the robbery. Eventually, I found a new job. Luckily, it was right next door to the sexiest man I'd ever met. His name was Baker. He was a biker, a badass, and he was sex on a stick. Baker: Six months after my MC robbed a bank, a familiar face moved in next door - the manager of the bank we'd robbed. She had no idea who I was, but I never forgot the faces of my victims. Especially when they were as smokin' hot as she was.

Sharing Jesus Without Freaking Out, Second Edition is not a comprehensive theology of evangelism or the methods by which that theological message is communicated. The goal of the book is simply to show what evangelism looks like when it’s part of ordinary, everyday conversations. Sharing Jesus with others isn't a mystery, and it can be as natural as working a job, practicing a favorite hobby, or engaging in any other kind of daily activity. The authors show how anyone can make sharing the gospel a commonplace part of their lifestyle. Without the freaking out part.

After fighting in the war for 12 years, Alec "A-Train" Jacob returns to the United States to find out while he was away, things changed drastically at home. In an effort to find peace of mind - and hopefully a new beginning - he rides his motorcycle from Wichita, Kansas to Austin, Texas. Filled with a desire to continue to protect those who he sees as a victim, he's always quick to step in and assist anyone in need. Through a newfound friend, he meets a woman who was the victim of as random act of violence.

When I ran out in front of his speeding motorcycle, I was desperate. I had no idea who he was. I needed help, and he was my only prayer. Cash Flannigan was handsome. He was intense. He was irresistible. And, he was a member of Devil's Disciples MC. He was exactly what I needed to get out of a jam at that instant, but not at all what I needed in my life. But, as a "thank you" for him saving me on that dreadful night, I agreed to go on a date. Having a young biker look at me with lustful eyes was a nice change.

"Vince" is a member of the Selected Sinners MC, an enforcer, and an administrator of justice. He is the real-life book boyfriend most women dream of. Handsome, tattooed, covered in muscles, and very alpha, he appears to be a dream come true. One thing most of his MC brothers do not realize about him is that he spends his nights reading romance novels, and has since he was a kid. He lives by a set of moral standards most men wouldn't even dream of attempting.

Tegan Raccini's heart has been hardened her parent's divorce, and by the recent loss of her bad-boy biker lover to a lifelong prison sentence. She isn't bitter; in fact, she's rather upbeat. But, she simply doesn't trust men. When she causes an accident with a motorcycle on the freeway, she's immediately attracted to the handsome biker, but knows she can't stand another heartbreak. Even though she's unemployed, she agrees to pay for the damages, hoping to never see him again.

Lover Come Back is a true - but often unbelievable - tale of loss, sacrifice, second chances, and ultimately, love. It takes the listener from the courtroom to the lush beaches of Naples, Florida, where Scott and his family currently reside. The journey is gut-wrenching, comedic, hard to believe, and heartwarming. In the end, it is a love story that will leave you believing in second chances and first loves.

Grayson "Smokey" Wallace was a biker who was handsome, intelligent, ridiculously sexy, and a single dad. His swagger alone melted me into a puddle the night we met. There was only one problem, he didn't do relationships. Knowing that tidbit of information beforehand was nice. It allowed me to get what I wanted from him and go on my merry way. My plan, however didn't work. Not. At. All.

Devin “Bone” Wallace is fresh out of prison and under orders from his parole office to find employment or be re-incarcerated. He’s not exactly a “people person” and he’s got zero computer skills, but that doesn’t stop him from applying at one of the most prestigious real estate firms on Florida’s Gulf Coast.

I never wanted to rule. But I'm not the kind of man who turns his back when family asks him to step up. With the ATF breathing down our necks, there is no room for error. Not when my familia - and my beautiful Terra - is on the line.

Once, I took down terrorists on the front lines as a marine. Now I'm in the business of bad. I've sold guns to people others might not approve of. I've eliminated the criminals, the lowlifes, and the thugs who've tread on my turf. And I've looked the Sicilian Mafia boss in the eye and told him to f--k off. No one tells me no - unless it's their last word. I don't just act the part of bad. I live it. Then she stumbles into my life. I try to stay away from her. Try focusing on moving my merchandise. But one smile from Terra is like a shot to the heart. She's mine now.

I'm going to marry this man, and nothing will stop me. I didn't expect it to be Michael Tripp who left when we made our announcement. He knows this life; he knows what it means to be a part of mia familia. He didn't know he was marrying the boss' daughter. I kept it from him - I lied to him. He came back, thank God. My love forgave me, and the wedding is on. I'll die before I allow any more secrets to come between us.

Given an assignment to write an article on an outlaw motorcycle club, what award-winning journalist would say no? Not me. I had a weakness for bad boys, tattoos, and men on motorcycles. But Nick Navarro wasn't a typical biker. He wasn't even a typical outlaw.

Being raised by my abusive stepfather forced me to look outside my home for a male role model. I didn't have to go far to find one. My freshman year in high school, Percy "P-Nut" Welsh moved next door. A patched member of SoCal's notorious Filthy F--kers MC, he was an easy man to admire and befriend. He was respectful, kind, and intelligent. We soon became close friends, and that friendship lasted long after I graduated. As I grew older, my feelings for him changed, but I chose to keep my thoughts to myself.

Riley Campbell is no stranger to loss. After losing her father in a car accident at a young age, she decides to forfeit her relationship with her mother to move in with an older man at the age of 17. Four years later, after ending the relationship with the man for physically abusing her, she feels the need for a celebratory tattoo; her first of what she expects to be many. Her expectations of the parlor, the artist, and the process are pretty weak as she walks in.

After serving half a dozen tours in Afghanistan and Iraq as a US Marine, Cambio Todelli - known as Toad to his MC brothers - is left with a penchant for violence and no emotional attachment between his heart and his groin. As the Sergeant at Arms for the Selected Sinners MC, Toad has one assignment and he takes it very seriously. Keeping his Brothers safe from harm at any cost. Although he believes he ultimately stands for what is moral and justified, he admits sometimes the lines simply become blurred.

Determined to remove herself from the rules and regulations of her overbearing religious parents, Avery escapes to college and is determined to make it on her own. Working as a bartender, and mere weeks before her college graduation, she finds herself face to face with 30 members of an outlaw motorcycle club. She had no idea when the president of the club walked in she'd go weak in the knees for the gorgeous tattooed biker.

The only man I've ever loved stepped aside and let me go 15 years ago because I wanted to start a family. After moving as far away from him as possible, I now must return home for my mother's funeral. The problem with going home is I'm single, and I'm still deeply in love with Otis. Seeing him and not acting on my feelings would be impossible, so my plan is to slip into town, take care of my deceased mother's affairs, and slip out unnoticed. One drink should settle my nerves....

After being raised by my asshole police officer father and my subservient mother, I went off to college with a penchant for outlaw alpha males. I knew Dalton Biskette was in the Selected Sinners MC, and a bad boy; but the night he walked into my bar I had no idea just how bad he really was. Covered in tattoos, muscles, and wearing his cut, he exuded masculinity and sex from his every pore. On the first night he made me laugh, he made me uncomfortable, and he made me have sex with him. Well, the last part’s a lie, I wanted it more than he did.