SAVAGE MC Young, lovely Mexican law student Angelica finds herself an illegal in the US and offered as a ‘gift’ to the leader of the motorcycle club, Savage MC. Trafficked by a biker gang across the border, Angelica learns that she is expected to “work her passage” in a motorcycle club whorehouse. Even worse, her younger sister is in the same situation. Is there anything that Angelica do to persuade the hard, muscled and ruthless motorcycle club general to save her sister? And what will be the price? Warning: This rough, wild motorcycle story includes explicit, graphic and vivid depictions of sex and is intended for readers aged 18+ ONLY. Excerpt: _“Okay, look. I’ll do whatever you want, alright? You want me to do some guy for you, no problem. Sleazeball, dirtbag, don’t matter. You want me to struggle and pretend to fight back, you got it. Fists, nails, teeth, whatever. Act like I never did it before? Sure. Two guys? Three? Bring ’em on. I’ll make you money, I’ll sweeten your deals, I’ll help you do exactly whatever you want, American.” I looked at him long and hard. I wanted him to see that I meant it and that I could do it. I stood and took a bite of the bourbon. I stood with my feet apart. What few fragments of clothes I had left hung in rags. My skin glistened and I breathed hard as he looked me up and down. He saw that I meant what I said. “What ever you want. What. Ever. ok? Just. Get. My. Sister.”_

Savage MC Gypsy Rider This story is inspired by real events Beautiful but spoiled Gypsy remembered Hacker from high school. He was cool, older and had a god-given ass. And he ignored her. Mainly because she was a spoiled brat rich girl who wanted nothing more than to be the center of any kind of trouble. NOW Hacker is high up in the local motorcycle club, Savage MC. And Gypsy is still looking to be at the center of any trouble that she can start. Gypsy takes a ride with Hacker, but she learns that there’s a high price to be paid. She has to prove herself, to a roomfull of hard, horny bikers. Then, she gets herself taken captive by members of a rival gang. What does she have to bargain with? And is she prepared to give it up? Warning: This rough, fast, motorcycle club tale includes graphic and vivid descriptions of rough sex in several variations, some involving numerous big, hard, rough bikers. It is intended for readers of 18 years + ONLY. Excerpt: _Hacker looked in my eyes. Now I realized what the price of the ride was going to be. He was expecting me to back out, I could see it, and he was offering me a last chance. Looking around the room, there were four bikers plus Hacker, all with looks of raw, animal lust igniting in their eyes. The urge to shout NO! and to run for the door was strong, but with my stomach quaking I held my ground. Nobody was going to bail me out of this. I had made my choice and I wanted to see it through. For once, I was going to finish what I started. I looked at each of the five bikers in turn as I dragged the tails of my white shirt out of my leather skirt and I undid the buttons, one by one. They were all big guys, and I was still afraid. I was very excited, too. Me being the center of all of that testosterone, that lust, the thought of them all reaching for me, clawing for me, hardening for me, coming…_

GOOD GIRL – GONE BAD Savage MC – Biker erotic romance Young pole-dancing cheerleader Nikka loved the bad boys. When her Daddy took her to the police holding cells to show her where bad behavior gets you, she thought she’d found herself the perfect playgroup. Out on a lonely road one night, Nikka was taking a beating from her lowlife boyfriend Dwayne. A black Harley-Davidson pulled up, and motorcycle club VP Cox came to Nikka’s rescue. Cox took Nikka on his hog to the Savage MC bikers clubhouse, where she discovers all kinds of trouble she never knew before. How far will Nikka’s cheerleading skills take her in the rough biker clubhouse, and how deep will Cox’s protection go? Warning: This rough, wild motorcycle club biker erotic adventure short story includes graphic and explicit depictions of sex in several varieties, involving a number of rough bikers and a wild and lovely pole-dancing young cheerleader. Some of them are harsh and all of them are vivid, and this story is intended for mature readers ONLY aged 18+. Excerpt: _I was pinned down on my elbows. One knee up, stockings ripped and my legs apart, I was rooted to the spot. There was blood in the corner of my mouth. I licked it away with the tip of my tongue. My skirt was around the tops of my thighs and my thin, sheer panties were soaked and clinging. My big round breasts heaved almost uncovered in the night air inside my thin, open shirt. This rough biker, padding towards me with that gleam in his eye, he could haul up my ass in his big paws, rip my panties aside and take me right there. Shove me onto my back, pry my thighs farther apart, rise up, his hips pressing between my legs, denim against the skin of my…_