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I regret all of it, every damn thing I said to her. Now I might not have the chance to tell her everything. I may never get a chance to apologize to her. To tell her how my worst fear is losing her, and that I’m afraid I may have pushed her to do that. I was on my way to Bubba’s that night and found her car on the side of the road. Rafael has her, and I’ll do everything I can to get her back.

My Prez thinks I betrayed his trust...but I didn't. I did the only thing I could think of at the time. I went to the one person who just might believe my ass - the national charter Prez, Rancid. Fortunately for me, he believed every word I told him and had me lay low for a while. The plan he made was foolish at best and got me in deeper shit than I was in before. I'm a dead man, but none of it matters when my eyes see the one thing I'd gamble with. Her.

Lacey was the one person I could never have. She was off-limits in every sense of the word. I went to my family's lake house and found her in the guest house. Little did I know she asked my father if she could spend her last free summer in the one place she adored. That summer the devil tempted me, putting forbidden fruit right in front of my very eyes. I did such a good job at keeping my distance until the night of her 18th birthday. She was officially a woman, and there wasn't another reason to keep my desires at bay.

My father gave me an ultimatum. He should really know better than that. I was set to marry Isabella, the daughter of a prestigious accountant for one of the Clans. He's been pressuring me for years to get married to extend our lineage - basically, to open up a baby-making factory. I may be marrying a woman, but it sure as hell won't be a boring little virgin girl. I want defiance in the highest form, and how better to achieve that than marrying a slave?

Sin City is home, the one place where sinners come to play. I guess that's why I fit so well. I've sinned many times, and will continue to do so until my very last breath. My life's work is sin, at least, that's what those conservative bitches would call it. I call it something different. Release. The look in the face of my submissive after a scene is the only confirmation that I need that I'm in the right job.

I've learned many lessons throughout my life, but one is more important than the rest: My life is not my own. I understand this more every single day with the actions my family commit. They've arranged for me to marry a clan leader. There's only one problem - I won't be marrying him. I'll be murdering him.

I've never been the type to get on the wrong side of the law until the day I did. I was given two options, to either go to jail for a very long time or become an agent for the CIA. I'm unlike any other agent, though. Most of my colleagues don't have families like I do. You see, I'm Romanian and the purest of blood flows through my veins. Since time has passed I believe I was targeted because of who I know. Otherwise I wouldn't have been sent on this mission, to take down Franco Falcone of the New York Crime Family.

My entire life I’ve gotten into my fair share of trouble. It started when I was young and progressively has gotten worse over the years. But for the first time ever I’ve found myself in a compromising position - backed into a corner. Forced to run to the one person on this planet who doesn’t view me as a callous creature, I go to the only blood I have left. My daughter, boss, the Prez of the Iron Vex MC. There’s no chance to save my soul, but I will save my club by doing the only thing I can. The demons of Hell will be no more. It’s time for a new era.

My prez sent me to be part of a security detail on Bellamy Mason, his wife’s little half-sister. I’ll admit, I wasn’t exactly liking the idea at first. I felt like I was being sent on a fools errand. There were much more important things I could’ve been doing back at the club. Joke was on me, 'cause little by little she weaseled herself into my pants, and then my heart. Turns out Bellamy isn’t so innocent after all. We can’t keep it a secret forever...or can we?

My best friend asked me to marry his sister...so I did everything I could to ensure it. I've been after Aria Funar for years, wanting her by my side, craving that woman and her spirit. Over the years I had watched her grow up and turn into the woman she's become. After a traumatic event happened to Aria, her father branded her as damaged, irrelevant, she was deemed useless to him. Now, and only now am I worthy of marrying his daughter - because the tragic things that have happened to her ultimately brought her down to my level in her father's eyes.

So much had happened with the club and the people my brothers' loved. I thought we were for sure going to be getting a break from the chaos for once. After being in the military, I thought we deserved a break. Just like always, life didn’t believe we earned one. Hawk's sister showed up at the clubhouse one day out of the blue. I remember the look of pure exhaustion weighing over her soft features. She confessed that she was stuck between a rock and a hard place. She was essentially homeless with no place to go.

At a club barbeque we were shot up by enemies. I was with our VP's daughter and covered her body to shield her from the gunfire. Thankfully, she was spared from the bullets, but I wasn't as lucky. I could barely breathe and blood was effortlessly flowing out of my body. The club kept me alert until the paramedics got there, and the woman in the back kept me awake. She told me things and was kind. I knew in that moment I wanted to see her again, but now it's months later and I think I've lost out on my chance of finding her again.

Boomtown Los Angeles, 1929: Into a world of movie lots and speakeasies comes Xas, stunt flier and wingless angel, still nursing his broken heart and determined only to go on living in the air. But there are forces that will keep him on the ground. Forces like Conrad Cole, movie director and aircraft designer, a glory-seeking king of the grand splash who is also a man sinking into his own sovereign darkness. And Flora McLeod, film editor and maimed former actress, who sees something in Xas that no one has ever seen before, not even God, who made him, or Lucifer, the general he once followed.

Beckett Maxwell reigns over Rivermont Academy with his loyal court: the Royals, their courtiers, their harem. He doesn't have time for a nobody like me: a scholarship student and daughter of faculty to boot. I'm the lowest of the low in a school full of highs. One year everything's going fine. Enough. The next, I'm some pawn in a Royal power struggle. Well, I won't have it. They can bully me, they can torment me, they can make my life miserable. But I will not be used in one of their twisted games.

The one thing I love about my life is that when I go through shit, I'm not alone. The club's always got my back. I've been seeing Vail for a while now and when a series of old photographs are brought to light, Vail almost leaves. I almost lost the best thing in my damn life. While things might've been fine, I wasn't going to simply let it go.

I had no idea the Reapers Rejects MC had agreed to take me under their wing. It turned out, the club promised my father they'd keep me safe in exchange for information, and my job offer was nothing more than them keeping their end of the deal. There I was, in a place I wasn't genuinely wanted.

Bama: My brothers knew I had my eye on Jordyn and told me to stay away. She was everything I ever wanted in a woman—beautiful, smart, and confident. Jordyn wasn't just any MC princess. She was one of Kat's younger sisters, and most of the old heads in the club watched her grow up. One night, I was at a bar in Billings, minding my own business when she strutted in with some sleazy jerk. I knew he wasn't good enough for her, but I kept my nose out of it. If she wanted to go on a date with some joke like him, I'd let her.

The Raiders of Valhalla MC have been part of my life for as long as I could remember. Lately, there's been some heavy stuff happening at the club. A spa burned down, we saved kids from a horrible situation, and one of my brother's was recently shot. Still, we thrive and persevere with every step. I thought after everything I'd finally have a break. Looking back now, I should've known better. Something tragic happened to my family, and now I'm the sole caregiver to my 3 year old niece, Everly. I thought being her guardian would be the last shake up in my life, but I was wrong.

We only lived in peace for a month before the Culebra cartel sent us a message: they wanted revenge for what we did to Roque. We killed him, and in doing so, we thought the cartel would fall. Little did we know the cartel didn’t die with Roque, instead someone else claimed his power. Now we’re dealing with an enemy we don’t even know.

With one of our enemies finally gone, we all thought we’d have an easy couple of months until someone else rose from the ashes. What we didn’t expect was for it to happen a lot sooner than we thought. It didn’t take months. In weeks there was another snake we needed to take down. In the midst of learning about our new enemy, another one was closing in on the club. Rayna and her mother had been targeted by her step-father ever since he was released from a Federal penitentiary. What did he do first?