Mina I don’t come from a happy place. My brother, Leon, and I were raised amongst criminals, our lives tainted with blood our father spilled. I never wanted that life, one filled with darkness and evil, but my brother was a different story. When I got pregnant, I made a promise that my child would never see that life. Five years ago, my worst nightmare came true, and Leon stepped in to save my baby. When it was all over, my baby safe in my arms, I knew what I had to do. I made him leave Houston, promising me to stay away. He kept his promise until two days ago. My brother showed up on my doorstep with his best friend, a man I hadn’t been able to get out of my head since meeting him three years ago by chance and uprooted my life. Now, my daughter and I are in St. Louis, surrounded by Oasis, the street racing empire my brother and his friends built, unable to leave until the threat on Oasis is neutralized. Unfortunately for me, I’m nowhere near safe, and it has everything to do with my brother’s dangerous best friend. A man I shouldn’t want, but God help me, I do. Dontell St. Louis was my home–always has been, always will be–and street racing was my life. Growing up, my life wasn’t perfect. My father was a member of the Crew, a street organization that protected St. Louis from outsiders, threats the law couldn’t get involved in. When I turned eighteen, I became a member. Six years ago, the Italian Mafia tried to take what was ours. Five years ago, Jeremy Jones needed an outlet, so we started a street racing circuit. Four years ago, Leon Torrance rolled into town, looking to race. Together, the three of us built Oasis, the street racing headquarters of St. Louis. Three years ago, Leon and I were on a run for the Crew when I saw her: the most beautiful woman I'd ever laid eyes on. Mina Torrance. Now she’s here, in St. Louis with her daughter, under our protection. The problem? Leon doesn’t know his sister is the woman haunting my dreams. And I can’t stay away from her.

Amara I’m the daughter of a well-respected St. Louis detective. Everyone saw me as just his kid, and when he died, I was pitied. I left St. Louis to heal from the pain the city brought me, but two years ago, I came back and joined the SLPD as a detective, my father’s shadow looming over me. On my first night back in town, I made a lust-filled mistake, one that would haunt me forever. Now, I’m investigating a string of kidnappings. I know in my gut they’re somehow connected to Oasis, the city’s street racing hub run by three ruthless men—including Leon Torrance, the bane of my existence. Leon is beautiful, but he’s covered in sins that even a priest would run from. He has warned me to stay away, but I can’t get myself to listen. When the mayor’s son-in-law is brutally murdered, my eyes are on Oasis. My chief told me to forget about the kidnappings, to find the killer instead, but that’s not how I’m wired. I’m not going to stop until I find those kids. The last thing I expected was Leon Torrance offering me help. An ex-con and a detective working together? Sounds like a fairytale. Except we both know this won’t have a happy ending. Leon I’m a man with a dark past—that’s no secret. In fact, it’s tattooed on my face, a reminder of the deal I made to get my freedom. That was ages ago, and I should be over it, but how can I be over it when that’s all the nosy detective sees when she looks at me? I’m not a man to her–no, I’m a criminal. There isn’t much history between us–just a night in the shadows filled with pleasure. It should mean nothing to me–to her. I thought I could forget her, and it would be a lot easier if she’d stop poking around Oasis. There’s already too much going on, and we didn’t need Amara Harrison’s shiny badge getting in the way. For weeks, she’s been snooping around Oasis, and when the mayor’s son-in-law is found brutally murdered, she wants to dig deeper. We–I–can’t let her do that. If she finds out about the Bratva, about how we keep things running, Oasis will be lost–and it’s my fucking home. I’ve just gotten my family back, and once the Bratva is taken care of, we can finally rest easy. Detective Harrison is a thorn in my fucking side—a stunning, determined thorn that needs to be plucked. When I show up at her door, warning her to stay away, though, I see something in her eyes I can’t turn away from. Instead of intimidating her, I offer to help, in exchange for leaving Oasis alone. There’s only one problem: I can’t forget how fucking good she felt in my arms.

Full Throttle is the final book in The Burnout Series. Dominique He was the boy next door, my escape from my splintered home. I fell in love with him too early, thought about him too much, and hoped for something he could never give me–a fairytale. He pushed me away, but I followed. I chased the ghost of Cain Donovan across the country, heart racing for him and him alone. Eventually, I did find him–right where he told me to look. What I saw shattered me beyond comprehension, and I decided I was done. The last thing I expected was for him and the leaders of Oasis, the street racing hub of St. Louis, to show up. Months later, we were all in danger, and the feelings I thought I’d let go of were re-surfacing. I didn’t know what to face Cain Donovan or the Bratva he used to be part of. Cain She was the girl next door, my escape from a broken home. I didn’t like her at first, but really, what little boy would like a bossy girl in a yellow dress covered in clovers? She became a sanctuary–my best friend. Night after night, after Mom stopped cussing and hitting, I climbed through her window. Years passed, we grew up, and suddenly, that little girl with the wild hair was a beautiful woman—one I couldn’t have. So I left, and I didn’t expect her to follow. I pushed her away–again. I she stayed away, and it hurt like a bitch. My brother needed an ally, and I lost years of my life repaying a debt he couldn’t. When I finally managed to break free, I raced to find a life worth living, and Oasis became my home. The last thing I expected was to find my clover girl. My boys wanted her at Oasis, and she went, acting like I didn’t exist. Then, she got hurt, and it changed everything. Whether she wanted me or not, I would always protect her. I just needed to stop loving her first.