She hates fighting. He lives for it. Layla's vicious past drove her away from her hometown. She couldn't live with all the reminders surrounding her—so she ran. Cruz Felix found a new home, a place where he could get his head on straight, train, and fight match after match toward the end goal—the championship in Las Vegas. It's the one thing in his life he wants more than anything, and it's all in the name of his deceased father. Until Layla returns home. Her dad owns the gym, and he's the sole reason Cruz is fighting again. The attraction is immediate, even though both of them are drowning in their own misery and secrets. The thing about secrets is they always find a way out the darkness...and have the power to destroy. Will their connection be worth fighting for?

No matter how fast he runs, there's one thing Jag can't escape. His past. It has the power to destroy the man he's worked so hard to become. Jag is slated to be the next MMA champion. It's been years in the making. The hype surrounding his prized fight is ignited by his charismatic personality and smoldering good looks. But it's all a shield protecting the storm brewing inside of him... And now, there's a new girl in town Jag can't seem to stay away from. She's quiet, mysterious, and sexy as sin. His demons. Her secrets. They collide when least expected.

He’s quiet, a thinker who is always three steps ahead of the game—in and out of the ring. Trenton “Trick” Jameson is a mystery, even to his fellow fighters at Diablo’s Throne. They only know him as the Country Boy Brawler who left home to chase his dreams. His band of brothers have no idea what he's lost or left behind... And that’s the way Trick wants it. With a champion title tied to his name, his future is endless until the raven-haired beauty became his game changer. Mack owned him the moment she stumbled into his world. Trick could have never seen the sharp turn his life was about to take. Everything always catches up with you, whether you like it or not. And now, all he's fought for is on the verge of being destroyed. What’s a fighter left to do? Fight.