She’s the daughter of a sheriff. He’s the outlaw who once saved her life. Ten years ago, Sienna Maddox was kidnapped by a rival biker gang. She doesn’t remember much from that terrifying night—just the fierce, silent man with blood on his knuckles who carried her out of that warehouse and vanished into the dark. Now, she’s back in her hometown as a newly minted paramedic, trying to stay clean, safe, and away from everything that smells like crime. But trouble comes roaring back when she’s called to the scene of a bar fight and comes face to face with Riot (Kaidan Reid), the man who saved her. Only now, he’s the enforcer for the Steel Vultures MC—a gang her father has vowed to destroy. Riot doesn’t remember her face, but something about her pulls him in. She remembers everything. And she knows getting involved with him would ruin her life. But when Sienna’s past comes crawling out of the grave—revealing secrets that tie her father to the very crimes he claims to fight—Riot is the only one she can trust. And the only one who can break her heart.

"Yes, fuck, yes." That was all it took for her world to burn. Aminae was supposed to marry Giovanni Romano. The golden son. The family's pride. Cold, composed, and powerful in all the right ways-on paper. But paper doesn't burn like skin, and Giovanni doesn't set her soul on fire like him. Cassian Romano was never meant to touch her. He wasn't the heir. He wasn't the plan. He was the sin. One night. One brutal, breathless moment in the dark, and Aminae crossed a line she can't uncross. Now she's trapped between two brothers-one who owns her, and one who consumes her. In the Romano house, secrets whisper through marble halls, blood is currency, and love? It's just another kind of weapon. She was promised to one brother... But she belongs to the wrong one. The Wrong Romano is a forbidden, slow-burn dark romance dripping with power, lust, betrayal-and a love so dangerous it might just destroy them both.

“He said he’d bend me over before the Moon, mark me in front of the whole pack, and fuck the innocence out of me—if only I was worthy.” Kael Ravyn was born dominant—cruel, cold, and carved from everything a mate should fear. Laylah Argon was soft, girly, barely eighteen and totally in love with her soon to be mate. Until he does the unthinkable. When the Moon chose her for him, soft-bodied and trembling in a backless dress, he rejected her like she was dirt beneath his boots. In front of the entire pack. She was exiled. Erased. Left untouched. But the Moon never truly breaks a bond—it just lets it rot until it burns. Now she’s back. And Kael can smell her heat.He sees her curves, her bare shoulders, her lips that still tremble when he gets too close. The bond is driving them both mad—him with hunger, her with hate. But she’s not that naïve little girl anymore. She came back glowing. Cold. Unforgiving.And if he wants to mark her now? He’ll have to beg. A savage bond. A rejected mate. And the kind of obsession that always ends in blood—or sex.