Snipe is no stranger to death. Death has followed him ever since he was young, and now, as a part of the Wulven Kings MC, he's seen more of it than he ever thought he would. Which is why it isn't shocking when Snipe meets his newest obsession at a crime scene, the gorgeous mortician, Sofie, stealing his heart at first sight and holding it hostage for years to come. But life in the club isn't all it's cracked up to be, and when fate throws obstacle after obstacle in their path, will Snipe be able to prove to Sofie his heart is worth keeping? Or will his love for the Wulven Kings keep them apart, breaking both of their hearts and damning Snipe to endure all of the death and destruction on his own?

For Zak Wyatt, midnight has always been his witching hour. Pain. Heartache. Bone-deep loneliness. Nothing good ever happened at midnight, and Zak knew that was never going to change. Not until fate intervened anyway. A divine intervention in the form of a blonde bombshell who is as beautiful as she is vulnerable, and when their paths cross more than once, Zak can't ignore the signs. Blondie is his, and he's going to do whatever it takes to protect her, midnight be damned.

As the son of a Wulven Kings founder, Spider has the MC flowing through his veins and tainting his soul. The club is all he's ever known and from a young age, Spider was taught that the club is family, and he has to protect his family, stay loyal to them, and put them above everything else regardless of the price he might have to pay in order to do it. Spider has sacrificed everything for the Wulven Kings, sacrificed and suffered more than anyone knows, and when one of his decisions puts the entire MC in danger, he places the blame heavy on his shoulders. Blame that causes so much guilt it might finally be enough to crush him... until a dark angel with an even darker past joins the WKMC, and Spider has to decide how much more he's willing to lose. Is his dark angel enough for Spider to reclaim the broken pieces of who he once was and be the man he was born to be, or will this warrior fall victim to the man he's become and take his entire family down with him?

Victor Crow is dead. That poor little boy from the wrong side of the tracks died years ago, died at the hands of someone who should have loved him most, and in his place is a dark and twisted creature who enjoys death and everything that comes with it. Some call him The Harvester of Bones, others call him The Ghost, but neither truly vindicate his self-serving existence. The day he’s asked to take out a hit on the president of a MC that has been wreaking havoc on the Wulven Kings for decades is a day that forces him to change his line of thinking completely. He stumbles across a morbidly sexy little thing that he can’t seem to stay away from, but what happens when an obsession becomes more and The Harvester of Bones puts everything at risk for his only weakness? Victor Crow is dead, but death won’t stop him from saving his sweet girl, even if it means riding through the gates of Hell to do it.

A holy man, ordained by the church. Chaplain of the Wulven Kings MC. A golden boy to almost everyone he meets. But inside Pope Crenshaw is a monster. Overwrought with grief and fueled by pain, he knows that not even the most divine of beings could forgive him for everything he’s done, but he takes punishment into his own hands. And he continues to do so even after he meets the fiery little hardass who doesn’t think twice about lighting him up every chance she gets. When sparks start to fly and the connection between them burns from the inside out, will Pope’s monsters finally be kept at bay, or will they be unleashed to destroy the only person he’s ever loved?

Final Book of the Wulven Kings MC Series