The only thing Jag loves more than his custom bike is Ivy. He's wanted her ever since he could remember. However, through the years, he's had to watch her date anyone but him, since she avoids dating bikers like the plague. Instead, she gravitates toward the complete opposite: geeks and nerds. Something Jag will never be. Smart and independent, Ivy wants to be the property of no man. 

Diesel, the MC’s Sergeant at Arms and enforcer, is tasked with not only keeping the club’s property and its members safe but also taking care of “business” when needed. His motto, “live free, die free”, means he sees most women as nags and clingers, and he wants none of that. The last thing he needs is to have one sitting on the back of his bike and trying to dictate his life. Unlike the other DAMC women, Jewel wants to be an ol’ lady. Being born and raised within the club, her goal is to earn her place on back of a brother’s bike. But not just anyone’s. 

When strong statements must be made, Hawk, as the MC’s VP, must be the one to make them. But that doesn’t mean there aren’t consequences, like him landing in jail. Though the club keeps an attorney on retainer, the one who shows up isn’t quite who he’s expecting. Not even close. Feisty, classy, and curvy, this attorney pushes his buttons in all the right ways. And Hawk can’t ignore a challenge. However, she’s so out of his league, he can’t hope for anything more than a few chances to scratch all her itches.

With a past he's not proud of and a secret only recently discovered, Dawg's life is about to change when a kindergarten teacher walks into Heaven's Angels Gentlemen's Club, a DAMC business he's run for the past 15 years. With no experience, her dancing sucks, but he can't deny the woman's determination to get the job and, against his better judgement, hires her anyway. While her girl-next-door looks may be good for business, he's not ready for someone like Emma to walk into his life.

DAMC born and bred, Dex was never like the rest of his club brothers. Even though being a biker was his destiny, something was always missing. He could never figure out what it was or why until one day a woman walks into Shadow Valley Pawn. A sexy, badass woman who challenges him at every turn.  

Crow, self-proclaimed bachelor biker, can’t believe his eyes when a woman from his past shows up at his tattoo shop. She not only needs him to cover up a scar created by a rival MC but is looking for a hero to help her heal and officially move on from a tragic incident. One that dragged her into the darkness against her will and extinguished her light for years. While willing to help, he’s not sure he can be everything she needs him to be. How can he help her when he hasn't even faced the demons that haunt his own past?

Welcome to Shadow Valley where the dirty angels MC rules. Get ready to get down and dirty because this is Linc’s story.... For Linc, life was easy. But life’s about to change. The dirty angels MC is Linc’s life. The club his family. His lifesaver when he’d been drowning. Being a part of the club makes life easy for him. He wakes up, rolls out of bed, heads downstairs for grub, booze, women, whatever, before hitting the bar at night for work. But then there’s Jayde. A dark-haired, blue-eyed beauty, a college graduate, and an aspiring attorney.

Cruel. Coldblooded. Hades in a Brioni suit. Cillian Fitzpatrick has been dubbed every wicked thing on planet earth. To the media, he is The Villain. To me, he is the man who (reluctantly) saved my life. Now I need him to do me another small solid. Bail me out of the mess my husband got me into. What’s a hundred grand to one of the wealthiest men in America, anyway? Only Cillian doesn’t hand out free favors. The price for the money, it turns out, is my freedom.

Right out of the Marines, Slade's first mistake was patching into a club that was headed down a destructive path. His second was rolling into Shadow Valley on a search for answers. He had no plans to patch into another club, even one like the DAMC, and he certainly wasn't looking for an ol' lady. Especially a ball-buster like Diamond, who could singe the hair off a brother's nuts with just a look. DAMC born and bred, Diamond was ready to give up on becoming an ol' lady until the heavily tattooed biker rolled into town on his Harley. Problem is, months later Slade's still a mystery.

Cutler Ryder was everything I wasn’t. He was the hockey star. I was an outcast. He was best friends with my stepbrother, that same stepbrother who hated me. His two parents loved him. My mom was a junkie. My dad barely knew me. Years passed. I got my life together. Cut went onto NHL stardom. Then there was a text. 

Toni’s no stranger to making mistakes. She has experienced firsthand how walking down the wrong path can send life spiraling out of control. Fortunately, she had someone to drag her from the gutter and help set her on the right track. As penance for the poor choices of her past, she pledges to suppress her baser desires and focus on finding a steady, dependable man, even if that means embracing a boring lifestyle.

You can lie down and give up, or you can rise and keep going.... Walker’s been living life by this motto since the age of 20 when the girl he planned his future with shattered his heart and left a hole in his soul. His time in the military, and current job at In the Shadows Security, have kept him moving but he’s always felt the ache of that loss. From the outside Ellie McMaster has led a seemingly perfect life, big house, rich adoring husband, fancy cars.

For Anson “Steel” Sterling, former Marine raider and current bad boy of the Shadows crew, kicking a** and talking sh*t is all in a day’s work. His boxing skills make him lethal in and out of the ring, and his mind is just as quick as his fists. When an assignment has him heading out to Nevada, he’s prepared for boredom. After all, how hard can protecting one female athlete from a stalker be?

My mother, father, brother, and sister were murdered. And I found them. My only living relatives were my grandmother and one little sister, Reese. Then, my grandmother died, leaving me as the only one responsible for my little sister. My dad was a member of the Blackwings MC. I had always planned on becoming a brother. I just thought my dad would be there when I patched in. But he wasn't, and I was slowly drowning in anger and rage. My club was behind me and did everything they could to help me. But nothing was working. Until the night I met her.

Isabel: He's dark, rude, brooding and mean - and he's my new bodyguard. My father Oz is the president of the Death Devils MC. He wants me safe, and out of the way. I don't need a babysitter. I've been taking care of myself for a damn long time now. I don't think sexy, alpha Thorn is too excited about it either. But I'll be damned if I'll make his life any easier. I hate him for abducting me. I hate my father even more for thinking I'm some fragile flower. But what I hate most of all is the way Thorn makes me feel when he says dirty, filthy things to me.