Fresh out of college, Mia Harper wants to keep life simple. Between her new job at a TV station and looking after her brother, Bobby, she’s full. Until she runs into stormchaser Houston X. Ohayan, leader of the Dark Riders MC. Houston is blown away—Mia’s perfect—he has to have her in his life.
When a monster storm races toward town, pregnant with tornados, Houston’s got to have it on video. He’s also got to have Mia. Can he convince her the reward is worth the risk?
Wild Love
Your Lose the woman of your dreams? Let her save the life of a man you hate? You’ve got three seconds.
Brand new nurse Tess O’Malley has scratched and struggled her whole life to help people. When she meets Jersey Tanner, the biggest biker she’s ever seen, her impulse is to run in the other direction as fast as her little feet can carry her. Jersey’s got other ideas, though. From the moment he lays eyes on Tess, he knows she’s his, forever.
Jersey has a deadline to film a monster storm as it races across the plains dumping tornados. He can’t let his nemesis beat him to the punch. When Jersey’s video man is taken out, Jersey scoops up Tess to help, only to be dragged into a twister that will kill them all.
Hard Solutions
Julie Adams, struggling student, works two jobs and cares for her grandmother. She barely has time for sleep, much less fun. When she comes across Barrett Z. Ohayan—biker and former sniper—their passion explodes like bullets thrown in a fire.
Grandma is struck down out of the blue. Julie’s dilemma is like a hammer blow to her face—care for the rock of her life or go after her dreams? When a gang goes after Barrett to avenge a death, he’s got to settle things for good. And risk losing Julie.
Sometimes there are no good solutions, only hard ones.
The Stormchasers MC books are over-the-top, hot-blooded, fertile with tropes, with no cheating and no cliffhangers. Just non-stop lovin’ with sweet, romantic HEAs.
Stormchasing? You haven’t lived until you’ve outrun a tornado. It'll make you sweat and moan and cry out, your heart banging away like there’s no tomorrow. Almost like...well, you get it.
And remember, Dear Reader, without you there would be no me, so thanks!