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She bet me she could break the wildest horse on the ranch. I should've known she'd break me instead. I gave up bull riding when a two-thousand-pound monster shattered my leg and nearly killed me. Now I break horses for the Shotgun Saints and keep my head down. Stay loyal to my Prez. Don't touch what doesn't belong to me. Especially not Dakota—Phantom's daughter, Sharp's rodeo princess, and the woman I've been trying not to want for the last few years.

She writes about killers. He kills. This December, they'll meet. Celeste Sterling came home to the Adirondacks with writer's block and daddy issues. She'll leave with blood on her hands and a monster's ring on her finger. Between now and then? Twenty-three days of being hunted by a man who makes her fictional villains look like choir boys. A man who collects deer skulls like love letters. Who knows every filthy word she's ever written—including the ones she deleted.

I thought I escaped hell when I ran from the Sanctuary. Hell found me on a Valentine's Day auction block. Where the highest bidder owns you—body, mind, and soul. Vaughn Sutherland paid more for me than most people see in a lifetime. He put me in a room with silk sheets and locked doors. He made me want things I shouldn't want. So, I ran. I made it a few hours before he found me.

Twenty-one years ago, I let Marlena Hutchins walk away. She was eighteen. I was twice her age, drowning in divorce and club business. I convinced myself pushing her out of Sharp was the right thing to do. Turns out she left pregnant with my kid. A daughter I've never met. Twenty years of birthdays, first days of school, graduations —gone. Stolen by the woman who just walked back into my life like those two decades don't matter. Now Marlena's back in Sharp. Back in my bed. And pregnant again. My ex-wife wants her dead.

He made a vow at her grave. Her best friend is about to break it. I haven't taken off my wedding ring in five and a half years. Haven't slept through the night. Haven't answered a phone call without my hands shaking. Haven't let a woman close enough to touch the wreckage my wife left behind when she died on a rain-soaked highway with my name as the last word on her lips.

One night is all it took. Jolt: One night and I craved the woman I met at the bar more than anything. She rocked my world and I dreamt about her night after night. Shit at the club was just gettin' more complicated, and we were fightin' like hell to keep the bastards off our backs. Then again...

She stepped up when she didn't need to, and that was the moment she belonged to me. Doc: With the immediate threat dealt with, the club could finally rest. At least, that's what I thought at first. I thought we'd all get a break, that we'd enjoy the few moments of peace we had. But, I was wrong...

I had one rule: don't be with anyone in the club. And, I broke it. Siren: It was lust at first sight. The first moment I saw him, I wanted to drag my acrylic nails down his chest and scream his name. I've never felt like that for anyone, but Shiver lived up to his name. He was only in Montana...

I've watched Grace for years. Through every Sunday dinner at the ranch. Every club party where she smiled at men who weren't me. Through her engagement to that VP who thought he could take what was mine. He learned different. Her brother put him in the ground, but I would have made it last longer. Would have carved my name into his corpse for touching her. The president's daughter is supposed to be off-limits. Untouchable. Sacred.

In the past I wasn't a good man. No one had to tell me 'cause I already knew it. I made mistakes and I screwed up more times than I could count. It's what led my ol' lady, Skadi, to leave. For so long I was angry. In fact, I was furious that she left that I began drowning my sorrows in alcohol. Years had gone by and I still held onto anger because I felt like she abandoned me. But, she didn't. She did what she thought was right. She left me because of my immature actions.

The one thing I love about my life is that when I go through shit, I'm not alone. The club's always got my back. I've been seeing Vail for a while now and when a series of old photographs are brought to light, Vail almost leaves. I almost lost the best thing in my damn life. While things might've been fine, I wasn't going to simply let it go.

The Raiders of Valhalla MC have been part of my life for as long as I could remember. Lately, there's been some heavy stuff happening at the club. A spa burned down, we saved kids from a horrible situation, and one of my brother's was recently shot. Still, we thrive and persevere with every step. I thought after everything I'd finally have a break. Looking back now, I should've known better. Something tragic happened to my family, and now I'm the sole caregiver to my 3 year old niece, Everly. I thought being her guardian would be the last shake up in my life, but I was wrong.

At a club barbeque we were shot up by enemies. I was with our VP's daughter and covered her body to shield her from the gunfire. Thankfully, she was spared from the bullets, but I wasn't as lucky. I could barely breathe and blood was effortlessly flowing out of my body. The club kept me alert until the paramedics got there, and the woman in the back kept me awake. She told me things and was kind. I knew in that moment I wanted to see her again, but now it's months later and I think I've lost out on my chance of finding her again.

Being a Nomad, I always thought it was best for my boy to be with his momma. I was constantly on the road and it wasn't the place for a kid. Sure, I wanted him with me as much as possible, but constantly moving isn't the type of life I wanted for him. Now, things have changed and I'm not ridin' around the States as much as I used to. Sure, I still go out, but we have a satellite club in Tallahassee. When my son begged for me to let him move in with me . . . I knew something happened, but when he told me, I saw red.

Life doesn’t prepare you for this type of shit. The mother of my children is dead and now I’m on my way back to Tallahassee. I told my sons what happened, but my daughter’s another story. She’s so young, so innocent, and I don’t want to rip her heart open, but I can't lie to her.

Beckett Maxwell reigns over Rivermont Academy with his loyal court: the Royals, their courtiers, their harem. He doesn't have time for a nobody like me: a scholarship student and daughter of faculty to boot. I'm the lowest of the low in a school full of highs. One year everything's going fine. Enough. The next, I'm some pawn in a Royal power struggle. Well, I won't have it. They can bully me, they can torment me, they can make my life miserable. But I will not be used in one of their twisted games.

Like every man, I had a type. Except Indra was the total opposite of that. She was exactly what I needed. But with her came an ultimatum I never expected. I was forced to choose between my family and her.

I've learned many lessons throughout my life, but one is more important than the rest: My life is not my own. I understand this more every single day with the actions my family commit. They've arranged for me to marry a clan leader. There's only one problem - I won't be marrying him. I'll be murdering him.

I've never been the type to get on the wrong side of the law until the day I did. I was given two options, to either go to jail for a very long time or become an agent for the CIA. I'm unlike any other agent, though. Most of my colleagues don't have families like I do. You see, I'm Romanian and the purest of blood flows through my veins. Since time has passed I believe I was targeted because of who I know. Otherwise I wouldn't have been sent on this mission, to take down Franco Falcone of the New York Crime Family.

She only came into our lives on a whim because we outsmarted the woman who was trying to double cross us. While I hated Sakura at first her actions have proven she’s not only as loyal as they come, but has undeniable honor. Now all I want to do is wrap her in my arms and tell her it’s going to be okay, that we’ll survive the battle with her family. But will we? Sakura isn’t just any gorgeous Japanese woman. She’s Sakura Kobayashi, daughter of the Yakuza and her father has put a bounty on her head.