As the daughter of a biker, I’ve been toe-to-toe with brutal men. I grew up surrounded by violence, so I thought I could survive anything.
Until I learned what it really means to be at the mercy of a monster. One I loved. One I trusted.
Now that I’ve escaped, I refuse to go back.
But when I show up on my brother’s doorstep looking for help, I find myself face to face with Mason Zane.
My protector. My safety. My brother’s apprentice.
A man who reveals my truths and cracks me open. A man who sees the girl I forgot existed.
But Mason has secrets of his own. Demons like the ones I’ve been running from. A tangled web that ties us together in ways we never expect.
Mason might feel like salvation, but this is no fairytale. And I won’t trade one evil for another again.

Years on the run taught me fate always catches up. And that’s what happened when Sage Jackson found me.
My destiny. My keeper. My father’s enforcer.
Sage owes the club a favor, and now that I’m back, it’s his time to pay up. My freedom for his. A task he’s happy to accept when I’m the reason his father is dead.
Sage swears to protect me.To guard me.To keep his hands off me.
He thinks showing me his dark side will make breaking the rules easier to resist.
But the truth is, he isn’t the only one with scars and secrets. And I prefer being at the mercy of a beast over the boredom of dating a prince.

I chose wrong.
While my future is promised to one man, my heart wants Crew Kingsley.
My enemy. My addiction. My boyfriend’s brother.
Crew isn’t the prince in any girl’s story. He doesn’t want to win my love, he wants to steal it—simply so he can make me regret ever letting him.
If only I wasn’t addicted to his pain.
Crew’s hate burns too hot.His heart is too cold.But his punishment… is just right.
When given two choices, a smart girl picks the safest. But Crew made me sick, I made my choice, and even if they think they already wrote our ending, the story is about to change.

I made a mistake.
Hearts are the most fragile part of the body, and I trusted mine with Jude Carlisle.
My villain. My weakness. My stepbrother.
Fairytales have a way of turning the most innocent things wicked.
Jude lied through his teeth, and I fell for every word. Then he burned both our families to the ground in a sick game of revenge and never looked back.
When I see him again years later—tattooed, pierced, as vicious and lethal as ever—I should know better. Except this time, I'm not the girl looking for a hero. And I'm tempted to let Jude eat me alive if it means I'll finally be his.
I thought I knew the truth.I thought I unmasked all the monsters.I thought I understood how our story would end.
But the trouble with wolves is they’re always lying. And what big lies mine told.