Destroyers MC

Starstruck is book 1 of The Destroyers MC trilogy. **She thinks she's an angel. But I'm gonna make her my horny little devil. I'm from the gutter. She was born with a silver spoon in her mouth. But when I decide I want something, no obstacle can stop me. As Abby Woodard's new bodyguard, her body is literally my responsibility. And I plan on being very... hands on.** It's like she's playing a game: How far can I push him? She should know better. I'm not a man who likes being provoked. But that isn't stopping her. The back sass, the disobedience... It's all becoming too much. Time to do what I've wanted to do since the moment I ended up in this stupid job: Bend the little princess over my knee and spank her until she learns her lesson. What happens after that is... complicated. Explosive. Unexpected. And it crosses every damn line in existence. Maybe I shouldn't have f**ked her. But now that I have, there's not a man on earth who will keep me away from what's mine.

Starstruck Lust is book 2 of The Destroyers MC trilogy. **She thinks she's an angel. But I'm gonna make her my horny little devil. I'm from the gutter. She was born with a silver spoon in her mouth. But when I decide I want something, no obstacle can stop me. As Abby Woodard's new bodyguard, her body is literally my responsibility. And I plan on being very... hands on.** It's like she's playing a game: How far can I push him? She should know better. I'm not a man who likes being provoked. But that isn't stopping her. The back sass, the disobedience... It's all becoming too much. Time to do what I've wanted to do since the moment I ended up in this stupid job: Bend the little princess over my knee and spank her until she learns her lesson. What happens after that is... complicated. Explosive. Unexpected. And it crosses every damn line in existence. Maybe I shouldn't have f**ked her. But now that I have, there's not a man on earth who will keep me away from what's mine.

She thinks she's an angel. But I'm gonna make her my horny little devil. I'm from the gutter. She was born with a silver spoon in her mouth. But when, I decide I want something, no obstacle can stop me. As Abby Woodard's new bodyguard, her body is literally my responsibility. And, I plan on being very... hands on. It's like she's playing a game: How far can I push him? She should know better. I'm not a man who likes being provoked. But, that isn't stopping her. The back sass, the disobedience... It's all becoming too much. Time to do what I've wanted to do since the moment I ended up in this stupid job: Bend the little princess over my knee and spank her, until she learns her lesson. What happens after that is... complicated. Explosive. Unexpected. And, it crosses every damn line in existence. Maybe I shouldn't have f**ked her. But now, that I have, there's not a man on earth, who will keep me away from what's mine.

The only thing deadlier than hate is forbidden love.Nickel-"It's been five years, man.""I know."Love wasn't the problem. Hate was.Some grudges couldn't be killed, and some memories wouldn't stay dead. The divide between the Rebel Souls and the Destroyers was more than just a simple biker feud. They used to be our brothers. Our friends. An act of betrayal, and a legacy of revenge made our clubs bitter enemies.I wasn't supposed to fall in love with Rachel, the Rebel Souls' bartender. And I certainly wasn't supposed to use her to spy on our former club. But I did. On both counts.Then I pushed her away. It was for her safety, for her future, and for my club, thinking the sacrifice was worth the pain of losing her. That she'd be better off without me in her life.Rachel"What kind of biker wears glasses?"-"The kind who can't see well without them."I should have hated him, but I couldn't.Our nights were filled with passion, our love hidden from the world under the cloak of darkness. He was a criminal. I should have called the police when we first met. But there was more to this unusual outlaw than he let anyone see, and I intended to find out every secret that lurked behind his unassuming facade.I spied for him.I lied for him.I cried for him.Five years wasn't enough to kill our love. But coming back to restore it might kill us both.Restore the Night is a Destroyers MC (Motorcycle Club) romance novel of forbidden love, betrayal, enemies, lovers, and second chances

I'm always falling for the wrong woman...and Sierra Winchester might be the worst one yet. There is a feud between my family and hers. She was born trouble. Her estranged husband is out to kill me. And she's as loony as her Maemaw. None of that matters. Because she's the perfect woman for me, "Kid", the black sheep of the MacMillans. Biker. Destroyer. A man who knows exactly how and where to hide the bodies she'll leave in her path.