Cirrus@Austlit

'*Dear Skylar,

'Five years. That’s a long time to go without talking to somebody, especially someone who was such a huge part of your life…*

'A letter from my first kiss and my childhood everything…from prison.

'He may be nicknamed Saint, but this sweet, sexy biker most definitely has a wild streak. Hearing from him draws me right back into the Knights of Fury motorcycle club—the people I’ll always think of as family.

'He’s still the only man I’ve ever wanted.

'Each good, old-fashioned letter from my “prison pen pal” has my heart racing. Which is nothing compared to how I feel when Saint surprises me in person, as a free man.

'I was just a kid the last time we saw each other, but the connection between us now is anything but innocent.

'He’s the type of man who would do anything to protect his woman. And with my world crashing down around me, that’s exactly what I’m going to need.'

Source: Publisher's blurb.

'Good girl Isabella wouldn’t miss the birth of her sister’s baby for the world. So when her car breaks down and one of the bikers next door offers her a ride to Vegas, it’s too tempting to pass up.

'Besides, she can think of worse travel conditions than wrapping her arms around Renny, otherwise known as Renegade.

'Tall, dark and handsome, the man is pure sex on a Harley.

'Between wild parties and rumbling motorcycles, living next to the Knights of Fury MC has always left Isabella curious, but after a night in Vegas, she gets a firsthand taste. Drinks in the club surrounded by burly bikers soon turns into a series of daring decisions, which don’t seem so bad until she wakes up the next morning. Married. To Renny.

'Could she be more of a cliché?

'Nothing complicates an annulment like lingering temptation, especially when Isabella and Renny give in to their need, putting their marriage where their mouths are. But as Isabella learns what outlaw life is really like, she’ll have to decide if she’s in love with a biker—or in over her head.'

Source: Publisher's blurb.

'Every year, the hot, tatted biker comes into Abbie’s bar, orders whiskey, and asks her out. Every year, Abbie turns him down. After all, dating a man that goes by Temperseems like a really bad idea, no matter how attracted she is to him.

'But this year is different. Abbie’s different. Older, wiser, and tired of being stuck behind the bar in a sleepy town. This year, she’s ready for whatever adventure the sexy but sweet biker has in store for her.

'Or so she thinks…until an elegant candlelit dinner ends with a dead body.

'Now, Abbie finds herself on the ride of her life, whisked away to the big city in Temper’s protective custody. She should be scared but—despite his nickname—it’s clear the last thing Temper would ever do is hurt a hair on her head. And when danger catches up with them, Abbie soon realizes that holding tight to her man while straddling a Harley may be the safest place of all.'

Source: Publisher's blurb.