She didn’t run from me—she sabotaged my bike to force me to be her getaway driver away from the rival club she calls home. Now Amara is hiding in my clubhouse with a stolen ledger that could ignite a war between our patches, and I’m the only man ruthless enough to keep her alive. I should trade her for peace, but I’ve always preferred the chaos of the flame.

Bianca is the daughter of the judge who put the Iron Vipers behind bars, but now she’s the one trapped in their dusty desert compound. Jaxson Thorne was supposed to use her for leverage, but every time he looks at the fiery Italian beauty, he forgets he’s supposed to be the villain. Can a man who sold his soul to the road ever be worthy of the woman he was born to destroy?

Nia thought witnessing a midnight execution by the Iron Wraiths was her death sentence, but the club’s cold-blooded VP has a darker plan. Instead of silencing her, Soren Vargsson claims her as his personal 'property' to keep her off the club’s hit list. Now, she’s trapped in a world of chrome and violence with a man who looks like a Viking god and acts like a devil.

You were the only witness to a high-profile execution, and now the mob has put a price on your head that no one can ignore. Your only sanctuary is the Iron Reapers’ clubhouse, guarded by a man who hates everything you stand for. Jaxson Thorne doesn't offer protection for free—he wants your absolute submission as payment.

She didn’t run from me—she sabotaged my bike to force me to be her getaway driver away from the rival club she calls home. Now Amara is hiding in my clubhouse with a stolen ledger that could ignite a war between our patches, and I’m the only man ruthless enough to keep her alive. I should trade her for peace, but I’ve always preferred the chaos of the flame.

Bianca is the daughter of the judge who put the Iron Vipers behind bars, but now she’s the one trapped in their dusty desert compound. Jaxson Thorne was supposed to use her for leverage, but every time he looks at the fiery Italian beauty, he forgets he’s supposed to be the villain. Can a man who sold his soul to the road ever be worthy of the woman he was born to destroy?

Nia thought witnessing a midnight execution by the Iron Wraiths was her death sentence, but the club’s cold-blooded VP has a darker plan. Instead of silencing her, Soren Vargsson claims her as his personal 'property' to keep her off the club’s hit list. Now, she’s trapped in a world of chrome and violence with a man who looks like a Viking god and acts like a devil.

You were the only witness to a high-profile execution, and now the mob has put a price on your head that no one can ignore. Your only sanctuary is the Iron Reapers’ clubhouse, guarded by a man who hates everything you stand for. Jaxson Thorne doesn't offer protection for free—he wants your absolute submission as payment.