I am an experiment, data to be collected, nothing but a number. At least that was how my life had been until I was rescued by the most unlikely group of men. Rescued might be too strong a word though. The men of the Immortal Hunters Motorcycle Club aren’t exactly friendly. And when I find myself locked in a cage, yet again, I begin to question their intentions. They aren’t a regular MC though. Yes, they are heartless, merciless, violent, chaotic... but it’s all in the name of saving humans from supernaturals. These men are tortured, each one stuck living with the demons of their pasts, and some of the sexiest men I’ve ever seen. Even if they are a little psychotic. I can’t get attached though. Not when my life is on the line. And definitely not when I find out that I might be more dangerous than all of them combined.

Betrayed. Used. Left for dead. Everything changed when a group of men from the Immortal Hunters MC rescued me from the Necron Order’s experimentation facility. Crash. Phoenix. Dragon. Striker. These four men have a connection with me I don’t understand, but can’t turn away from. Will that change when they find out what I did? What I had to do to stay free and not be taken prisoner again? Guilt eats at me and it feels like the demon blood I was poisoned with is darkening my soul. There’s something else inside me though, something that makes me different from all the guys. Something that makes me feel like a bomb that’s about to explode and destroy their lives. If I cared about them I’d leave them, take my trouble elsewhere, right? So why can’t I walk away?

Secrets. Lies. Danger. Sometimes it feels like the whole world is out to get us... A powerful group of supernaturals have found me and my men. They’re determined to take me back as their prisoner and kill every last member of the Immortal Hunters MC. I can’t let that happen.Four men saved me. Crash. Phoenix. Dragon. Striker. Their love and strength has helped me overcome things I never imagined. And now, it’s my turn to save them. No matter what it costs. My whole life I’ve made the worst choices. I've been a punching bag, an object to be used, even an experiment, being poked and prodded with needles. The time has come for me to become something else. I don’t know what that is yet. But if the powers inside of me are as strong as everyone fears, then instead of a screw up, I’ll become the face of justice. And justice is pissed. Perfect for fans Sons of Anarchy and Supernatural! VAN HELSING RISING is a paranormal reverse harem with a tough group of supernatural bikers that might be a little psychotic, but they can't resist the heroine. If you're in the mood for some alpha men, and a kickbutt woman, click to grab your copy!