Dart Obeying the hands-off rules the club has for the strippers is going to be easy in Alex’s case. She’s polar opposite to the type of women that attract me. But when she needs a friend something makes me step up to the mark. And I’m there when she needs someone to lean on. Slowly we build a friendship. Then, somewhere along the way things start to change and I find that I want her, all of her, the complete package. I didn’t know that I was going to lose her before I could make up my goddamned mind and decide whether I could risk making a commitment. Nor that it would bring down things on my club, the like of which we’ve never had to deal with before. Alex Dart may be straight up sex personified but I am not his type. He goes for statuesque blonds not short, curvy black girls like me so I will settle for what I can get and that’s being his friend. Just when I think there might be more to us than friendship he throws it all away. He’s never going to change, and I’m done being second best and I am done with Dart.

Jon: In my line of work making a mistake could mean someone ends up dead, or, as so recently happened, in exile for a crime they didn’t do. I knew from the start that I shouldn’t have assigned myself to provide personal protection for the woman who’s being stalked, but as soon as I met Mia, something about her called to me, and I wasn’t about to let anyone else get close to her. But I was selfish. I failed, again. And yet again, someone else paid the price for my failure. I’m a Dom; I should have known better. Mia: For seven years I’ve been dead inside. Oh, I’ve been breathing air and walking around just like anyone else, and I’m able to fulfil my dream as an erotic fiction writer: but something was missing, I just didn’t know what. And now someone’s stalking me, threatening me which brings him into my life. Not just any man, but a Dom, and he’s become my protector. He makes me feel things I never believed I could ever feel. But the deeper I fall for him, the more he pulls away. When shit hits the fan, he blames himself and pulls away, and I lose the first and only man I could ever love. But I’m going to get him back.

Dart Obeying the hands-off rules the club has for the strippers is going to be easy in Alex’s case. She’s polar opposite to the type of women that attract me. But when she needs a friend something makes me step up to the mark. And I’m there when she needs someone to lean on. Slowly we build a friendship. Then, somewhere along the way things start to change and I find that I want her, all of her, the complete package. I didn’t know that I was going to lose her before I could make up my goddamned mind and decide whether I could risk making a commitment. Nor that it would bring down things on my club, the like of which we’ve never had to deal with before. Alex Dart may be straight up sex personified but I am not his type. He goes for statuesque blonds not short, curvy black girls like me so I will settle for what I can get and that’s being his friend. Just when I think there might be more to us than friendship he throws it all away. He’s never going to change, and I’m done being second best and I am done with Dart.

Slick Like the rest of my brothers, I’m devastated when disaster hits the Satan’s Devils MC. Shocked and angry, there couldn’t be a worse time to be contacted by the woman I’d briefly made my old lady, only for her to run the moment things got too tough. She’d left me with no explanation, and in my book that was enough to cut her out for good. When she finds herself in trouble Prez makes me go see her and offer my help. But only on the condition she knows what was once between us will stay dead and buried. There had been no good reason for her to run, had there? Ella I didn’t run from Slick, I ran from his club, only to find the world outside their protection can be just as dangerous. And now, to protect my little sister, I’ve no alternative other than to ask Slick for help. It’s not good timing, the Satan’s Devils have just lost one of their own. I understand why Slick wants to keep his distance, I ‘d hurt him when he’d put everything on the line, acting out of character and claiming me as his old lady. A gesture I’d thrown back in his face. But I’m not the same woman he first met. There are things he doesn’t know.

Drummer As President of the Satan’s Devils MC I can have every and any woman I choose, and do. That’s how I got my name. But I’m happy with the variety, I know I’d never find a woman my equal to be my old lady. Then I meet her, on the road to my compound, standing beside a goddamn Vincent Black Shadow, one of the most iconic bikes of all time. When she tells me she’s Viper’s daughter, I know she has to be lying. There’s no way he’s fathered a child, not one of her age, it’s just not possible. I can’t deny an attraction to her, but if she’s who she says, she’s the one woman I’m unable to have. I can’t go against a brother. Sam Trouble, I’ve found, comes in many forms. Trouble in the shape of the surly president of this MC who just wants me gone. Trouble in that my father denies our relationship, and the trouble that’s followed me the fifteen hundred miles I’ve ridden to come to find my surviving parent. And when my past catches up with me, I need the protection of the MC to keep me safe. I’ve never been a girly girl and not particularly interested in finding a man. But then I’ve never met anyone like Drummer before, and trying to fight my attraction to him might be my biggest battle of all.

Sean When a ‘package’ is left for me at Grade A’s reception, I’m stunned to find it’s a baby along with a note suggesting that apparently, I’m the father and that her mother’s in danger. But who and where is the woman who birthed her? My employers, Grade A, support my need to find her, and for some reason, Ben teams me up with Vanessa. It will be her first time investigating in the field and I know she isn’t prepared to be thrown into something like this. Vanessa I’ve always fancied Sean, well, who wouldn’t? But when I discover he’s fathered a child and hasn’t a clue with whom, it brings home to me just the kind of man he is. Despite my longings, he’s never going to change, is he? So when Ben offers me my first job out of the office, I’m not happy being paired with Sean, I don’t do babies, and the last thing I want is to spend time close to one. But as I join him on his search I grow to see the man underneath the shallow exterior and find it gets harder to resist my attraction to him. And when his baby is kidnapped, I need to find out if I can step up and put my life on the line.

Peg I’ve never been one to use the sweet butts like my brothers. I’ve been waiting for someone who’s special, the woman who’ll ride with me through life. I’ve sat back and watched as one by one my brothers are being pulled away from their whoring ways, finding their old ladies and leaving their bachelor life behind with no regrets. That’s all I’ve ever wanted. Someone to be mine. I’m thirty-seven years old, the sergeant-at-arms of the Satan’s Devils MC, and I still haven’t found that one woman. The clubhouse is filling with babies, even the prez has a son. Will I ever find what I’m looking for? Somewhere, out there, is there someone for me? Darcy I’ve fought for my place in this world. I’m a firefighter, capable of doing my job just as well as any man. But I’m a woman, and the unexpected violence toward me came as a shock. I acted on my impulse to run. And that’s when Peg came to the rescue and immediately took charge. At first, I didn’t fight the strange attraction between us, but soon I’m forced to make choices. How can I give up the career I’ve worked so hard for, for a man I’ve only just met? Sure, the sex is off the scale, but being with Peg will just cost me so much. As things heat up around the clubhouse, I’ve got some decisions to make.

Rock I’ve committed the ultimate crime. To repay my gambling debts, I’ve stolen from my MC. Now, I’m out in bad standing. Cast adrift from all men I called Brother, I approach a rival MC. They let me join on the basis I share all the information about my previous club. In other words, they want me to help them take out the Satan’s Devils. What option have I got? I can’t ride alone, and no other club would take me. Having to start from the bottom as a prospect is a tough job, but I’m just grateful they’ve given me a new home. It’s not as if I don’t know what I have to do to get my patch. I come to find the Chaos Riders are a completely different type of club to that which I’m used to. As I betray the Devils, I slowly learn their secrets. Including what they keep in the cellar. Becca I’m held captive. Kept chained in this filthy place which reeks of blood. I can’t remember the last time I showered or had a change of clothes, and I’m fed only enough to keep me alive. My sentence to remain here for thirty-six months until my husband is released from prison. I’m not going to last. They feed me twice a day and empty my disgusting bucket only once. The same unsympathetic man each time. Until, one morning, a new man appears. Do I read sympathy in his eyes? Will he help me? Or is getting his patch and becoming a member of this hateful motorcycle club more important than helping me?

Jasim Although I’m the middle brother of the ruling family of the Arab state of Amahad, I’ve no particular fondness for my country, and long since have made my home in the UK where I’m part-owner of an exclusive BDSM club. My club fulfils my desire to play with a variety of subs, all of whom can cater to my particular tastes. Unlike my brothers, I have no desire to settle down and become a family man. It’s easy to see Janna is attracted to me, but she’s the same age as my baby sister, and just as innocent. If her age wasn’t enough for me to keep my distance, her lack of understanding about my lifestyle would seal the deal. She must understand I’m not the man for her, and will never be. When she knows my sadistic leanings she’ll realise I’m right. Janna Playing lead guitar in an up and coming rock band I should already have had my fair share of men. But the band has kept me protected and secluded from intimate male company. The one night I break free from their control, I get attacked. And the man coming to my rescue is more dangerous to my well-being than the one who tried to molest me. Jasim wakes something inside of me, and I can’t lock my new feelings back into the box. He might not want me, but will he be able to resist in the heat of the desert? And what can I do to convince him that his darkest desires match my own?

Blood Brothers: Wealthy sheikhs from Amahad and the men from Grade A Security, who provide their protection, bound by ties closer than family… Nijad: I’m a Sheikh, third son of the emir of Amahad, a small but powerful Arab state. After bringing shame on my country and acquiring the well-earned the Savage Sheikh, the emir banished me to the desert, where for three years I have led the primitive tribes; my job to prevent jihadists from crossing the border. Do I want a wife? Heck, no, I can’t risk letting another woman getting close to me. What if I lost control again? But it seems I must marry, and my bride is to be an Englishwoman, kidnapped and forced into this arrangement as retribution for the crimes of a father she didn’t even know. Cara: I don’t need a mirror; I know what I am. Preferring to avoid pitying looks, I live as a recluse, working from home. Professionally I’m a forensic accountant, but on the side, I’m an adept computer hacker. What I am most definitely not is someone who’d be kidnapped, stolen from their home, and forced to marry a desert sheikh. Coerced into an intimate relationship with a man who has a frightening reputation, and who’s a complete stranger to me. Set amongst the backdrop of a multi-cultural Arab state struggling to keep out jihadists who threaten the freedoms of its peoples Stolen Lives follows the story of two people, pushed into a relationship neither of them wants, forcing both to deal with the hand the past has dealt them. Stolen Lives is the first book in the Blood Brothers series but can be read as a complete standalone.

As the youngest sister of the ruling sheikhs of Amahad my life is of no significance until the time comes when I’ll be expected to make a political marriage. To avoid my fate, I’ve stayed away from the country of my birth, and have remained forgotten until it appears someone is looking too closely into my life. As a princess I’m a target for kidnap. For my protection I reluctantly return to Amahad, but immediately fall into the hands of a cruel terrorist. I didn’t expect to be equally attracted to the three men who come to my rescue. One I know immediately is submissive, perhaps a yin to my yang as I’m a Domme. Another himself a Dom and while life with him would be fun, it would be a constant battle for control. The third is a man who doesn’t label himself, but dominance pours out of every pore. Rami, Hunter and Rais. Three men who want me. Three men who vow to protect me. Three men who I want. Three men who each desire to fulfil all my erotic fantasies. Spoilt for choice as I’m thrown into a world of violence and terror, each will demonstrate why they are the man for me.

Zoe I’ve become that woman. The woman who lets herself fall under the spell of a man who only gradually reveals the monster that lies beneath his civilised veneer. By the time I realise I have get out of this abusive relationship, it’s already too late. Ethan St John-Davies, one of the richest and most powerful men in the UK has me in his clutches and it will be virtually impossible to escape. I need to have all my wits when I leave him, and wth an ever increasing bounty on my head, my only chance at freedom is to take a job far away in the Arabic state of Amahad. Promising myself I’d never fall for a dominant man again, I meet Kadar and find it hard to fight my attraction to him. But whatever my developing feelings, there’s no chance for a future with the emir. He is already married – to his country, and soon to be wed to a political bride. Kadar After the sudden, unexpected death of my father, at just thirty-four I’ve become the emir. And I’m far from ready to take on that role. Daily I have to try to prove myself to the tribespeople who question my ability to rule. Needing to appease them and to avoid a revolt I agree to marry a woman of their choice. But then I meet Zoe and take her under my protection. Little do I know as I teach her the difference between Dominance and abuse that she will find a place in my heart. But I can’t afford to get close to her; my destiny is to be wed to someone else. As Amahad plunges into a civil war, I find myself fighting not only some of the ruling desert sheikhs but also the man who would do harm to the woman I’d do anything to protect. As I struggle to keep my country united, I’m in a race against time to keep the woman I’ve come to love alive, even though she can never be mine.