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I've been fighting my own demons for most of my life. The alcohol seems to numb the pain, but it never makes the nightmares go away. All I want in life is a little peace. When I met my angel, it felt like I found it, but there is so much standing between us. Why does she have to be so young?

We belonged to each other. Now and always. He slid that promise ring on my finger and made me his for the first time. But we had to keep it a secret from our fathers. Because mine would murder him, and his would help bury the body if they found out. Now, we don't have to keep the secret any longer. We just have to tell the dads . . . Unfortunately, that isn't our only obstacle.

Lessons hard learned last the longest. Creswell Springs' biggest man-whore, Raider Hannigan, one of Angel's Halo MC's most notorious members, wasn't for me. After years of him holding my heart, I had seen the harsh light of my reality. Raider would never want me...or love me. With a firm resolve to move on, I wouldn't give in. Only one moment of weakness came back to bite me. Now I had a secret. No one needed to know the depths of it all, especially not him.

Secrets...dirty ones. He was mine...there was a time.... Or so I thought. Instead, I was simply his dirty little secret. He couldn't, no, wouldn't, risk telling his best friend - my brother - about us. So, I kept quiet. Blinded by love and bound by my own desires, I allowed it all. I didn't tell a single soul about my time with Sawyer, not my brother, not my closest friends. Not then, and especially not now. How can I? My best friend is his ex-wife. The past is the past. I'm over him. I refuse to still love him.

Lexa: These feelings I have for Ben can't go anywhere. I'm the Angels Halo MC president's daughter. And he is the sheriff. For the sake of both of us, I have to keep him away. Ben: Lexa calms the rage that I've struggled with my entire life. I couldn't care less who her father is. Nothing matters but making her mine. Because my broken beauty is where my salvation begins.

One night. That was all we had, all we needed. Mila: It was a chance meeting in a New York City club while I was in town for a wedding. Our paths were never going to cross again. But I lied. One night wasn't enough. Lyric: New York City was my dream. Work for the best tattoo artist in the country, build up my own client list, then start my own ink shop wherever I wanted. Then I met Mila. One night. That was what we agreed. But even as I was telling her goodbye, I was already planning our forever.

I fell hard for the Mafioso at the tender age of 11. This beast of a man who I knew made people disappear - and probably enjoyed every second of it - was also the 16-year-old boy who had picked me up after I'd fallen flat on my face during my dance recital and told me I was the best ballerina he'd ever seen. He's watched over me, protected me like I was the most precious thing in the world to him. And then he sent me away.

When I lost my leg, I’d thought I lost everything. Then I met Nevaeh. She gave me a reason to wake up in the morning, turned into my best friend, became the voice of sanity when the world was nothing but chaos. And now, with one announcement at a party I didn’t even want to attend, everything I had planned for us could be destroyed. A mistake I made when I was too young to know better has come back to haunt me, and it could cost me the one person who matters most. I’ll burn this place to the ground before I give up the only good thing in my world.

They call me the rocker’s princess, some even call me the dance prodigy, but none of them knows the real Mia Armstrong. Now that dancing is no longer my future, I don’t know either. All I want is the opportunity to find out, to have some time to try being just a little normal. I fought for the chance to go to college on my own. Without the guards overshadowing my shot at a real college experience. My goal was to get my degree and start my own dance school. Barrick wasn’t part of that goal, but suddenly, he was everywhere - and I was so damn tempted.

I wanted her from the instant I set eyes on her. I waited, bided my time, and when she was ripe for the taking, I stole a single weekend with her. Then, in the blink of an eye, tragedy tore us apart. He was mine.... From the first time I saw him, I knew he would be my downfall. I craved him, wanted him with a need that should have terrified me. He didn't steal anything from me. I gave it - and my heart - to him freely. But we weren't the only ones with a secret. Secrets tore us part, and now, they would force us back to the scene of that infamous tragedy.

Vengeance was something I'd been waiting all my life to deliver. It would be sweet and worth every risk I'd taken to get to this point. I was moments away from pulling the trigger, taking the life of the man who'd cost my father his....And then she was dragged into the room, struggling and fighting for freedom. The moment I set eyes on Tavia, everything changed. Those darker than espresso eyes were full of fear, her mouth so ripe that had once begged me to devour it trembling in fright. She looked up at me through a curtain of thick, long lashes and gasped.

Saying goodbye to my mother also meant saying goodbye to my life in Virginia. After reluctantly making a promise to my mom, I was California bound with the father who I haven't seen since I was four years old. I was miserable living under the same roof as my step-monster and the two step-bitches from hell. My only saving grace? Lucy Thornton, daughter to Demon's Wings' drummer, Jesse Thornton. Without her friendship - and her odd rocker family taking me in as one of their own - I was sure I would have lost my mind after the first week.

The beautiful, ethereal creature ran across the road on my way home one night. I nearly hit her and ended up wiping out in the process. A little dazed, I ran after her . . . And found her in the woods. Dirty and cold from living on the streets for weeks—but still so breathtaking, I was sure I was dreaming her. Delaney is deaf, scared, and on the run from her uncle. But now that I've found her, I won't let anything hurt her ever again.

Sure, I'm bored out of my mind at times—boring job, boring dates . . . boring life. But I'm over Nolan Krenshaw. At least . . . I've tried to move on and get over him. When Nolan's career is suddenly on the line, I'm the one he turns to. I tell myself the only reason I'm helping him is so I can officially put him behind me. Of course, it's a lie. He was all I ever wanted, until he broke my heart. This time, I'm not stupid enough to believe that he would ever put me first.

Creswell Springs is a small town in Trinity County, California. Population 1,500 - maybe. It's a quiet town, with small town values. Its greatest income is the university just outside of the town limits...and the revenue the local motorcycle club brings in. I was the MC's only weakness. Or so my father use to tell me as I was growing up. Mad Max Hannigan was once Angel's Halos' president. He made the rules and everyone was expected to follow them or come face to fist with the enforcer....

“Even before you were born, we belonged to each other, Vi,” I reminded her, trying to fight the desperation to grab on to her and hold her, because I could feel her slipping away from me more and more with each beat of my heart. “You were in your mom’s belly, but I still felt you in my heart. It was as if there was this invisible cord connecting your heart to mine. I can’t see it, but I feel it. Every damn day. You are mine.”

He calls me his heart. Tells me the only reason he closes his eyes at night is so he can see me in his dreams. Our months apart are torture for both of us, but at least I get to hear his voice every day. Each summer, he's all mine. Every minute he can spare, I'm right beside him, and our families just smile knowingly. Ryan has responsibilities, though. One day, my mafioso prince will be the king. And I will be his queen . . .

Sometimes, beauty covers a whole lot of ugly. That was one of the many valuable lessons I learned the summer I lived in Creswell Springs with the Angel's Halo MC. They taught me about responsibility and respect—not just for others, but, more importantly, for myself. I liked to think I came home a better person. Someone who wasn't just pretty on the outside anymore. And then I met Zak. Golden eyes. Chiseled jaw. That deep, gravelly voice mixed with a slight Russian accent that did something to me no man ever had before.

I have a secret. One that will get the man I've been crushing on for years killed if my father ever finds out. My sister says he's a stalker - how else could he know exactly when I'm in trouble and come to rescue me? I don't care. He's saved me over and over again, so I know he doesn't want to harm me. And every time I get so much as a glimpse of him, my heart becomes even more his.

I'm the quiet one. The one everyone respects . . . but secretly fears. They should. I've seen the darkness in the world—and it has slowly bled into me until not even a glimmer of light remains. The women who come to Sanctuary are in need of someone to rescue them. It's my job to protect them. To send the monsters who terrorize them back into the abyss they slithered out of.