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Release Date: May 11, 2017
Dominic Anderson knows exactly what he wants in life: simplicity, safety, and solidarity with his brothers. He’s vowed to spend each day living his life exactly how he chooses since the day his wife betrayed him and his four-year military career turned into twenty.
Returning home after retirement from the Marines, he’s traded the sand in the Middle East for that of the New Mexico desert, Humvees for a motorcycle, and the comradery of men in uniform for the occasional woman at his feet.
Life was perfect until Makayla “Poison” Evans, Renegade MC Princess, knocked on his door, bruises on her face, neck, and arms, and no money to pay the cab driver. Pink hair, perfect body, and a mouth that Dom yearned to teach a million lessons, Mak asks more from him than he’s conceded to a woman in decades.
She needs his help, his protection, and against his better judgment, she expects him to keep her secrets. Only her secrets are deadly, dangerous, and have the potential to start a war between two MCs.
At what point does safeguarding a woman become a betrayal to the men Dominic calls his family? More importantly, can he get back the sanctity of his home once Makayla is no longer in the picture, or will he be forever tainted by her poison?
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I LOVE the Cerberus MC!!! The men are gruff and alpha but they love their women with a fierceness. And they aren’t like the traditional MC; they stand up for what’s right and don’t tolerate illegal activities. Mostly.
Mak’s story broke my heart. She’s running from the Renegades MC for her life. And she ends up on Dom’s doorstep. Dom’s not used to women on his doorstep and especially caring for one. After his ex cheated on him, he doesn’t have much use for women, love or anything of the sort. But Mak’s story and her feistiness are what break through the wall he has built around himself.
I need to re-read this series! I love these guys and their women so MUCH!
5 stars!
Marie James: I’m a full-time, working mother of two boys and wife of 12 years. I’ve spent almost my entire lifetime living in central Texas, with only short stays in South Carolina, Alabama, and Florida. I’ve always wanted to write novels and just recently had the gumption to sit down and start one. My passions include reading everything under the sun and plotting out new books to write in the future.
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Lauren Rico was going to be principal French horn of the New York Philharmonic. That was HER plan, anyway. The New York Philharmonic had no idea of her intentions, and that’s probably a good thing, since she wasn’t an especially good French horn player!
Adele Hart is a stay-at-home mom who secretly writes sexy stories whenever she gets a chance. After reading hundreds of romances, she decided to skip all the angst and ugliness, and just get to the good stuff. You know, the part that makes you say, ‘Oh my!’ 
They say it’s better to have loved and lost than to never have loved at all. I think that’s total bullshit. No one wants to be a loser in the Game of Love. Trust me, I know. With a lying fiancee and a canceled wedding, I’ve lost big time.
And that loss turned me bitter, so hell bent on vengeance that I almost let it destroy everything. Determined never to go down that dark path again, I’ve sworn off romance. Work became my priority, my safe place, the one constant in my life that wouldn’t tempt me.
Until I took on a project I normally wouldn’t, and it introduced me to someone I never would have talked to before. No matter how hard I try, my professionalism slips away the more we work together, and I know it’s a disaster in the making.
Bad things happen when I open my guarded heart. But when I look at her, bad things are all I want to do.



Emily Goodwin is the New York Times and USA Today Bestselling author of over a dozen of romantic titles. Emily writes the kind of books she likes to read, and is a sucker for a swoon-worthy bad boy and happily ever afters.

Everything about taking this girl back to my place felt wrong, but once I saw her in that sexy-ass dress and those six-inch heels, it was over. My dick wouldn’t stay down no matter what the fuck I thought about, and her and Shannon dry humping each other in the club sealed the deal. She looked at me with those fuck-me eyes, and I knew I was going balls deep into that pussy.
I went into the bathroom to take a hit of coke before I fucked her. A girl like that deserved godlike sex, and that was what she was going to get.
I knew she was probably dissecting my room, but I didn’t give a fuck. Once I came back, she wouldn’t have anything else to think about except coming on my cock. I shoved her back onto the bed and my cock damn near ripped through my jeans. Calm down, boy.
Running my hands up and down her smooth thighs, heat radiated from in between. I wanted to rip her panties off and rub her bud, but I was going to take my time. I wanted to torture her in the worst way possible.
She propped herself up on her elbows, and I slid my hands behind her, unzipping her dress. She lay back and shifted her hips up into the air, allowing me to slide the material right off and onto the floor. The lace bra she had on molded to her tits like a glove. I unclasped it with one swift motion, and her perfect mounds barely moved.
Her dark hair splayed across my pillows as I ran my tongue down the side of her neck. Her nipples stiffened as I rolled each peak between my fingers, and she let out a soft moan.
“I’m going to claim every inch of this body, Penelope,” I growled in her ear as my fingers made their way down to her mound. I ripped her panties off and ran my thumb over her clit then dipped a finger into her wetness. Bringing my hand up to my mouth, I smelled her essence and it drove me wild.
“You can have all of me, anywhere, anytime.”
Good girl.
I slid down to the side of the bed, yanking her with me, and ran my nose across her sweet, hairless pussy. I needed to feel, smell, and taste everything she had to offer. Her legs relaxed on either side of my shoulders and I slid two fingers inside her tight channel, stretching her as much as I could before I graced her with my tongue.
Flattening, rolling, twisting, sucking, lapping, my tongue was made for this pussy. Her hands grasped the back of my head and I stopped.
“Please, don’t stop,” she begged.
“Keep your hands to yourself and I won’t.” She sucked her teeth and grasped the sheets by her sides as I continued until her thighs constricted around my head. A rush of fluid released from her as her entire body heated and seized from my touch. I slid my jeans off, pumped my cock with my free hand, and sucked every last drop from her.
I flipped her over, and her legs were like Jell-O. “C’mon, baby girl, if you want to experience the best night of your life, you have to participate.”
She held herself up on all fours and as much as I wanted to slip right into her willing pussy, I ran my thumb against her asshole. Tensing with my touch, I reached around her hips and rubbed her clit again, distracting her enough to relax. I grabbed a bottle of lube from the nightstand and let a few drops run over my cock and in between her cheeks. Whether she’d done this before or not, I was getting in that firm, tight ass.
When she was nice and relaxed, I pushed the head of my cock at her entrance and slid in, as slow and deep as I could.


Ryan Michele found her passion in making fictional characters come to life. She loves being in an imaginative world where anything is possible and has a knack for special twists readers don’t see coming.
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The boy next door. That’s what he was. Dash Frasier—my hero from the day we met, when I was six and he was nine. His sister was my best friend, the three of us one happy crew. Then one sweaty summer night changed everything.
No one understood me like Dash. No one made me feel so loved. That’s why, when he skipped town, it wrecked me.
Now I’m older. Wiser. I’ve just snagged my dream job, writing at a film studio. The lead animator on my project? You guessed it.
He’s not the boy next door. Not anymore.
I’m guarding my heart this time.
But Dash has secrets that could break us both.

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This was another book that I loved then hated the hero then you loved him again. He seemed sweet and caring and just totally perfect for Amelia. Then events happen (not telling you what, you have to read it) and you truly hate him.
Fast forward years later and of course Amelia and Dash run into each other. They’re working on a project together. How long will they last as coworkers?
Amelia finally gets an answer to what happened to Dash and why he disappeared. And it was NOT what I was expecting. But that is what made me love him again.
I definitely want to read more of this series and see how the couples are related between each story.
4 stars!

Ella James is the USA Today bestselling author of sixteen teen and adult love stories. She’s an angst-a-holic who loves exploring difficult situations and the emotions of the people caught up in them. Also, smut. But always, always romance.
Ella’s obsessions include vanilla cream soda, hiking, other weird, crunchy things like rock collecting, and the antics of her three little monsters.
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Leigh James is an author of contemporary romance and romantic suspense. She is a vocal lover of strapping alpha males in movies, books and real life, which makes her three kids roll their eyes and makes her husband feel appreciated.
When she’s not writing, you can usually find her reading or watching Outlander, Game of Thrones, and Vikings (see penchant for alpha males, above). She has a degree in journalism from the University of New Hampshire, which is good for deadlines and word counts, and a law degree from Suffolk University with a Concentration in High Technology Law, which is helpful when writing about sexy tech billionaires with legal woes.
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