According to my mother, I was born a flirt. I always have a smile for my partners, male or female. I just love to love, so it was a natural decision to pursue my passion. Sex. After wasting my parent’s money on College and coming out with a BA in Sexuality, I put my hard-earned knowledge to work by starting my own business. My siblings like to call me a Madam, what I really am is an escort. I help people with whatever they need, and my latest client is tripping all my red flags. See, I have very strict rules when I work. They can’t be needy, clingy, or drop-dead gorgeous, and this woman is all three. So when I take the job to play her fiancée during her sister’s wedding to her cheating ex….Well, you know how the saying goes. What happens in Vegas….

Eighteen years ago, I gave my heart to a girl on the school playground. What do first graders know about love? The innocence of a young boy’s mind was wise enough to recognize true love in its purest form, and no other woman has ever measured up. When I stumble across what looks to be a mugging victim, I do my all to help save her. When I find the ring that I gave my soulmate all those years ago around her neck? I lose my mind, telling the entire hospital that the woman who is now lying in a coma is my wife. Does that make me a liar? Maybe, but I don’t care as long as I can keep her safe from the entire world because God knows that when I find whoever hurt her, nothing will stop me from delivering the justice they deserve.

New Orleans is about as far away from Scotland as Skull can get. But when your family is Royal, well...It doesn't seem far enough. He's been hiding more than what's under his kilt from his MC brothers, and it's all about to come into the light. Except the spotlight is the one place his neighbor can't be seen because it might cost her everything...Including her life. She needs to keep hidden, but Skull is not making it easy. One mishap with the local police lands them both on the news, exposing them both and forcing them to run for cover. It's a race against time that neither of them can afford to lose.

I fell in love with the girl next door in high school. She’s been sleeping in my bed since we were teens, and no one knew a thing. Our parents are so close; they’re family, and that’s the problem. We’re viewed as family and, therefore, can’t ever be together, or at least that’s what she’s using as an excuse. Her determination to fight our love has caused a drift that the club is starting to notice. We’ve been attached at the hip since we could walk, and now we can barely stand to be in the same room together. Something needs to change before we both explode and the club becomes collateral damage. How do you convince a red-headed Irish woman, she’s wrong? You can’t. You have to show her.