DC Owing a debt to the president of the Iron Dogz MC is not a situation you want to be caught up in. Ever Especially not when you're the daughter of the president of another club. And definitely not when that debt brings you to the attention of his club's enemies. And ending up in his bed? Absolutely not part of the plan. Hawk His club's enemies were becoming bolder. And his patience was virtually non-existant. Taking a fierce cage fighter as his old lady wasn't what he'd had in mind when he manipulated her repayment of the debt she owed his club. Now he was in too deep and was never letting her go. Taking her as his old lady was the easy part. Keeping her as his old lady was going to be to hard part. Especially when his enemies were focused on taking her and his club away from him.

River Five years was a long time to grieve. Her heart still ached with loss every single day. The long lonely nights were the worst, but every morning she faced life and survived another day. The invite to an Iron Dogz MC family braai (barbeque) was unexpected. For the sake of her business she would go, stay for an hour or so then go home. That was the plan at least. What she hadn’t expected to find was a man who set her heart on fire and wrecked her in bed. For her it was the start of something, for him it was a one-and-done. It left her feeling empty, used and angry. A shocking threat to her son has her regretting ever setting foot in the Iron Dogz compound. To safeguard him she’s determined to put it in the past. Where it belongs. But the past has a way of intruding on the present. Turning her well-ordered life into chaos. Ice The family braai to celebrate DC taking Hawk’s patch was the last place he had expected to find a dream. A blue-eyed golden haired dream that set his senses on fire. One night was all he had with her. One night, before he had to end it and watch her walk out of his life. His past had reared its ugly head and dealing with it would require all his attention. Doing his duty for his club has never been a problem. The Iron Dogz came first. Always. Getting close to his ex to uncover threats against the club was difficult. And secrets long hidden threaten the very future he now knew he desired. Until he receives news that changes everything. It totally guts him but gives him hope. Hope for a future with his Blue. All he had to do now was convince her to give him a chance.

Tori Running home to lick her wounds had seemed like a good idea at first. She needed to heal after major surgery and grieve the loss of her best friend and her career. And coming home to Cape Town would distance her from her old life. She didn't expect boredom to set in so soon or to lead her straight into trouble. Or that her troubles would throw her upon the mercy of the Iron Dogz MC and the one man she had to avoid at all costs. Years later she could still hear his threats, and they still terrified her. She had to stay hidden, but the fates, those old bags, had a different idea. Beast As his club's enforcer he crossed the line into darkness all the time. He welcomed the darkness into his cold black heart so as not to feel the emptiness of a loss suffered long ago. A loss he was responsible for. His little girls are the only bright spots in a dark life. He would do anything for them. Fighting his slutty ex for sole custody after discovering they were being abused has him treading very close to the line. A line he dare not cross. Not right now anyway. His focus is on his children and club business takes a back seat for a while. Until the day he's back at the table and he hears her name. The girl he never forgot. The girl he drove away. She was back and no longer a girl. She needed club protection. She needed him. He was never going to let her go.

Wolf Losing a brother was never easy. Having a brother murdered while he’s helpless to defend himself? That was unbearable, unacceptable and called for vengeance. What none of them expected was the arrival of Army’s family and with them a woman that turned Wolf’s nicely ordered life upside down. She broke through every one of his barriers with one look from her sorrow filled eyes. Agreeing to claim her to keep her safe does not go as he had planned. He finds it impossible to keep his distance. But she’s not for him, can never be his. But even his patch on her back wasn’t enough to keep her safe. Snatched while under his protection he had to stand by powerlessly when she’s taken. Vengeance drives him to find her. Vengeance was all he could think about once he had her back in his arms. He swears he would never fail her again. But he does. And when he realises his mistake. It’s too late. She’s gone. Leo She came to South Africa to find her brother. Only to be told that he was dead. Attending his funeral within hours of arriving in the country is soul destroying. His loss rocks the foundations of her world and the world of her family and their club. Reid had been a patched member of the Iron Dogz MC at the time of his death. Dealing with them isn’t easy but for the sake of her brother she would try. Threats against her result in a reluctant claiming by Wolf, an enforcer with the Iron Dogz. The man is hot, rude and strangely compelling. If only he didn’t blow hot and cold all the time. Falling for him is not a good idea and not going to happen. Unfortunately being claimed fails to keep her safe. Kidnapped and subjected to unspeakable horrors Leo fights to survive. Not only for her but for her family, her new man and her club. But her survival and rescue comes at a high price. Hurting physically and mentally there’s only one thing to do. Go home.

Kid Growing up surrounded by hate and pain moulded him into the man he was. Hard. Cold. Focused. Merciless. Hating the traitor’s blood that ran through his veins he swore it would end with him. There would be no old lady or children, ever. The club and the brotherhood was enough for him. Always would be. A long hidden secret leads him to Cape Town where he runs into a woman unlike any other. She was a dangerous pawn in the game the Syndicate has been playing with their lives. Avoiding her was impossible. Staying with her wasn’t going to happen. His choice was clear. His club came first. Until it didn’t. Noelle/Face Happy childhood memories…I don’t have many of those. My training started at the age of five. I became one of the Syndicate’s best and life was golden. Until I refused an order and ended up in prison for a crime I didn’t commit. Ten years they took from me, leaving me scarred and bitter with a burning in my gut for payback. The plan took years to put together and now, finally, it was time. Unfortunately I needed the help of a badass biker, one who constantly blew hot and cold. Ending up in bed was a very bad idea, for both of us. I should have kept my distance. I should have guarded my foolish heart.

Jagger Family, both blood and club, was important to him. Nothing else mattered, not even Celeste, the woman he had been seeing. So why did the little doll of a vet technician stir something inside him? Make him want to protect her? Make him silently agree to call her people to help her escape a bad situation? Finding her wounded and beaten outside their fence fills him with guilt and turns his life upside down. He wanted what he knew he couldn’t have. They came from different worlds, it would never work. Plus he had a dark past, a past he hated and was ashamed of. But when his world is shattered beyond repair his doubts no longer matter. All that matters is keeping her safe. Even if he had to use his own body to do so. Sunny I loved my job as a vet at the Wild Fig Sanctuary for big cats. It was a peaceful existence until poachers committed the most horrific act. Unfortunately they weren’t done, they came back. And in a single moment my life changed. Kidnapped and forced to help them I took a chance and slipped a grumpy biker a note asking for help. I waited to be rescued…in vain. Escaping was the only way out. On the run, beaten, shot and terrified I did not expect to end up at the biker compound. Neither did I expect a pissy biker to become my protector and even more. Falling for him wasn’t part of the plan. I should have kept my distance. Because when death came looking for me it found the club. And left me with blood on my hands.