Cassandra Robbins

Power

Blade McCormick is not a nice guy.He's pure adrenaline and smells like smoke and leather--the kind of guy you look at and know he's going to be a combination of nasty and irresistible. The moment I allowed myself to touch his hot skin and kiss his full lips, I. Was. Done.Like currency, I've become part of a transaction. Blade took me to pay off a debt. I try to tell myself, Eve, you should hate him. He's a bad guy. But then again, I'm not a good girl. Blade's the president of the Disciples, the notorious motorcycle club. I should be frightened, yet somehow, he doesn't scare me. If anything, I think I scare him.It takes a lot of work to become the club's Queen, but I'll stop at nothing to have the King!

Lethal

ANTOINETTEAxel Fontaine has a giant...At least that's what everyone says. Unfortunately, it's true.All. Of. It.He's dangerous, scary, and addictive. Without a doubt, the last person I should fall for is the VP of the Disciples MC.I'm out of my league.He's a six-foot-four, blue-eyed biker god.I'm an ex-ballerina turned stripper who should run away.But how do you escape the one man who ignites your body and consumes your very soul?Axel doesn't do relationships. But I'm betting on ME to change his mind.AXELI don't do relationships. I don't do drama, and I definitely don't do love.I'm not Prince Charming. I'm the VP of the Disciples and the club is my family. The last thing I need is a violet-eyed enchantress who smells like candy and has some sort of voodoo chemistry that's messing with my mind.She needs to go. She's a distraction...a weakness I can't have. Men like me fall in lust, not love. So, why is she still here?

Ignite

Rule

Rise

Atone

There are two sides to every story. I fell in love with a redheaded boy, a boy who was kind and good. Until he wasn't. He broke my heart once, twice... I've lost count. Like a dark god, he haunts me. He smells like smoke and cinnamon, with danger seeping from every pore. He is my savior, my lover, exciting and addictive.I should've seen it coming... Never trust a Disciple. You have to sell your soul to the devil to get one to love you.I would.I did.My name is Dolores Dunghart and I might have done the unforgivable.I don't care if you judge me... I've judged myself.But this is how we live. And this is our love story.Edge and Dolly forever.

Repent

People say you can't find your soul mate at eight years old. I did. I found Reed and loved him more than I loved myself. We were young...beautiful...entitled. Money and private schools, our families' lavish parties and posh New York City apartments--it was all mere window dressing. What was real was our obsessive love, which grew right along with us as we moved toward adulthood. It consumed me, and only in his arms did I feel wanted and safe.But I have a secret. It's big, and to some, unforgivable. And it's why I let Reed destroy me, or maybe I destroyed us. Either way, I'm worse than broke-I'm broken. Once upon a time, we were happy...Yet privilege has an ugly underside and in the blink of an eye, my world crashed down around me. I don't feel entitled anymore.The Entitled is first in The Entitled Duet. Their story concludes in The Enlightened.

The Entitled

My secret's out. Reed knows the truth. The destruction's done. There's no taking it back. Reed took all my firsts like a shiny present. He made promises with silky words I greedily kept as truths. But the moment I faltered, he took away everything. Now we're both guilty of sins. As we come together for Grandfather Ian's funeral, it's time to face what I've done--what we've done. The boy I've loved since age eight is now a man; his rage palpable, his turquoise eyes piercing me with an intensity that sets me on fire. Each delicious kiss seems to peel away our ugly past- a past we're desperate to escape. They say forgiveness comes from within. Can I trust him to forgive me? Have we both been enlightened? I used to believe in the fantasy of a happily ever after. Trouble is my life's not a fairy tale. The Enlightened is second in The Entitled duet.The story begins in The Entitled.

Cassandra Robbins

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