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The Masters MC

Series · 4 books

By B.B. Blaque

Dark MC romance (not classic romance) What would it take to push good men to the breaking point? What would justify going back to a world they’d worked so hard to leave? Their club, their heart, and their code have been crushed—there is nothing left to lose. They said it’d be a cold day in Hell before they ever went back to the 1% world. Hell. Just. Froze. Over. Colt Daniels and Kash Kendrick spilled a lot of blood to leave the 1% life they were raised in. It was a fair trade off—many Satan’s Scavengers’ lives for one precious, innocent life. Beyond the trail of blood was the brand new world they created. It was filled with motorcycles, brotherhood, and BDSM. The Masters, with their ol’ ladies—slaves—lived a life on the right side of the law. They lived by a code they took seriously—the Master must be in control of himself before he can control another. It worked, until two sounds—Boom! Boom!—destroyed all they’d worked to make. Two of them are dead. Two are fighting for their lives, and an out of control need for bloody retribution has taken over the code. It’s taken over the club. A decades old feud that began in Vietnam has caused the fathers' sins to be visited on their sons and daughters . Colt’s original club, the Malevolent M.C., and Kash’s club, the Vagabond Vipers, have been at war with the club of a man who should’ve been left rotting in the jungle. Crow Thibodeaux and his club, the Satan’s Scavengers. After Crow’s suspicious death his former stepson Ditch has carried on his legacy, and the bad blood is running deeper than ever before. They brought the war to the Masters’ doorstep. With no other option on the table and nothing but vengeance in their hearts—Colt and Kash are driven home to their 1% roots. Being a good man is a hard task. The Satan’s Scavengers called out the villains—Colt and Kash can do that in their sleep. Who will be left at their sides when the blood begins to pour? Will any of the Masters M.C. remain, or will it be Colt, Kash, and Malevolent first sergeant at arms, Sundown Blackfoot left to do battle? When all is said and done what will be left of the men they’d worked so hard to become? Sometimes the only way to know is to just say F*@k The World and let the bodies fall where they may.

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Author

B.B. Blaque

Author · 23 books

I write raw, gritty, and flawed characters who ultimately find, perfection is not a prerequisite. Our flaws are what make us unique and some flaws compliment each other better than others. About B.B. Blaque I’m a dark author . . . I won’t call the dark stuff romance in the least, but there is much erotica and SUPER MIND F**KERY. I’ve even been told recently there’s a big helping of horror. My other books do have a lot of romance and HEA, just not the Beautiful Evil or Sawree Duet) I live the BDSM lifestyle (as a submissive/slave) and have for many years, so when I write it comes from knowledge of the subject matter. My dark stuff is NOT BDSM (except for Beautiful Evil the Master and The Masters M.C. #2 Beautiful Insanity.) I’ve also been involved, in some way, with bikers, and motorcycle clubs since I was a teenager. What I write doesn’t come from research; it comes from living the lifestyles and writing what I know. That being said, I also love psychology, the darkness of people’s minds, serial killer profiles, and horror. I write monsters who are real men—which to me are much more frightening because they could be anyone you know. I love BDSM (Male dominant/female submissive.) There's something that just feels so right about a man wearing the pants (especially when he wears them well and fills them nicely.) I am interested in the psychological aspects of relationships in general and especially when there is a power-exchange dynamic. My world would stopping revolving if not for heavy rock music (and the wonderfully talented people who make it.) Music and it's makers will definitely be strongly visible in my work. I listen, I remember...I listen, I'm inspired...to write...to love...to f**k...to live.