Hell's Ankhor Series by Aiden Bates, Ali Lyda

An MC President and his enemy’s son make for an explosive combination …. Blade has a motorcycle club to run and he doesn’t need a turf war on his hands. When a beautiful young man with haunted eyes walks into his bar, Blade’s protective instincts roar to the surface. The kid clearly isn’t made for MC life, but once Blade has had a taste, he can’t let go. All MCs can burn in hell, as far as Logan is concerned. He’s seen the way his father runs his club, and he wants nothing to do with the life... moreAn MC President and his enemy’s son make for an explosive combination …. Blade has a motorcycle club to run and he doesn’t need a turf war on his hands. When a beautiful young man with haunted eyes walks into his bar, Blade’s protective instincts roar to the surface. The kid clearly isn’t made for MC life, but once Blade has had a taste, he can’t let go. All MCs can burn in hell, as far as Logan is concerned. He’s seen the way his father runs his club, and he wants nothing to do with the life. But infiltrating Hell’s Ankhor is his one chance at escape, and now he’s in the crosshairs of the sexy as sin, President Blade. How can Logan resist the strong, protective man when he’s everything he’s ever wanted in a partner? But Blade is still a big rough biker who will do anything to protect his club. What will he do when he finds out who Logan truly is? And how much destruction will Logan’s father cause when he finds his son in bed with the enemy? less

I’ve wanted Gunnar forever … and it’s time for him to see that I’m not a kid anymore. I grew up in Hell’s Ankhor and even though I’m twenty-five they all still see me as Ankh and Priest’s kid. Especially Gunnar. The Sargent has known me for years and watched me grow up. I would give anything to have him see me as the man I’ve become instead of the scrawny boy I used to be, but it’s never going to happen... moreI’ve wanted Gunnar forever … and it’s time for him to see that I’m not a kid anymore. I grew up in Hell’s Ankhor and even though I’m twenty-five they all still see me as Ankh and Priest’s kid. Especially Gunnar. The Sargent has known me for years and watched me grow up. I would give anything to have him see me as the man I’ve become instead of the scrawny boy I used to be, but it’s never going to happen. I need to face the fact that Gunnar will never be mine, but when a devastating revelation sweeps through the club and cuts me to the core, he’s the one I turn to. And just when it seems like things might change between us a threat from a rival MC puts me in the crosshairs. We can fight any battle that comes at us, but can I make Gunnar believe that our relationship is really strong enough to face any challenge? Or will new dangers and old fears break our hearts and put the club at risk? less

I can’t stand him … and I can’t keep my hands to myself …. If my father finds out I’m an undercover cop I’m a dead man … and if he finds out I’m gay it won’t be much better. But I’m determined to take him and his corrupt MC down, even if it means working with Coop to do it. He can’t stand me—or any cop—and the feeling should be mutual. Instead he makes me wish for things I can’t have. I’ve been undercover for so long that I’m beginning to forget who the real me is... moreI can’t stand him … and I can’t keep my hands to myself …. If my father finds out I’m an undercover cop I’m a dead man … and if he finds out I’m gay it won’t be much better. But I’m determined to take him and his corrupt MC down, even if it means working with Coop to do it. He can’t stand me—or any cop—and the feeling should be mutual. Instead he makes me wish for things I can’t have. I’ve been undercover for so long that I’m beginning to forget who the real me is. It doesn’t matter if being around Coop helps me remember. He might hate cops, but he’s the only one who can see past the mask I wear to survive. I can’t afford to have a heart, and it doesn’t matter if I lose my soul. I need to take down my father’s club and end his evil for good. Coop can’t be mine when I have nothing to give, and if anyone finds out about us we’re both dead. So why can’t I let him go? less

Can the big bad biker really protect me and my daughter? On the run with my baby daughter, I never expected to end up surrounded by massive bikers. I’ve seen the violence that gangs can do, and I’m not sure a motorcycle club is any different. But Maverick might be able to change my mind about Hell’s Ankhor. When I show up on his doorstep with a busted car and a baby in my arms, he doesn’t hesitate to take us in. And from the moment I see him, I know I want more. It’s crazy to even think it... moreCan the big bad biker really protect me and my daughter? On the run with my baby daughter, I never expected to end up surrounded by massive bikers. I’ve seen the violence that gangs can do, and I’m not sure a motorcycle club is any different. But Maverick might be able to change my mind about Hell’s Ankhor. When I show up on his doorstep with a busted car and a baby in my arms, he doesn’t hesitate to take us in. And from the moment I see him, I know I want more. It’s crazy to even think it. My violent ex is coming for me, and I can’t put anyone else in danger. But even more important is protecting baby Grace. And Maverick and his club are just the men to help. I think I’ve finally found my match in this gigantic biker’s arms. Can I trust that this time the story will end in a happily ever after? Or will my past crash into our lives and ruin the family we could have together? less

Jazz: I’m in love with my straight best friend …. Prison changed me, mostly for the better, but it could never erase my love for Tex. Growing up together in foster care he was my one constant, and I hate all the ways I’ve let him down. Now that I’m free my biggest wish is to settle back into our friendship and life in our MC. I know I’ll never have anything more... moreJazz: I’m in love with my straight best friend …. Prison changed me, mostly for the better, but it could never erase my love for Tex. Growing up together in foster care he was my one constant, and I hate all the ways I’ve let him down. Now that I’m free my biggest wish is to settle back into our friendship and life in our MC. I know I’ll never have anything more. But the glances Tex keeps shooting me are enough to make me question … is my brother looking at me differently? Tex: I can’t be checking Jazz out …. Just because my friends are gay, it doesn’t mean I am, no matter how good Jazz looks. Right? I love the guy, but I can’t love him. Except now that I’m thinking about him that way, I can’t stop. He just got out of prison and I can’t risk losing him again because I’m confused. He’s supposed to be my brother. But when an old enemy shows up I may end up losing him anyway. Can I trust that Jazz really learned his lesson in prison? Or will old habits get him taken away for good? less

When I find out he’s a virgin it makes me hotter than I’ve ever been. I’m old enough to know better than to get hung up on a twenty-year-old twink, but he’s just my type. Problem is, he’s scared of bigger, burlier guys. He needs guidance and protection, the kind I crave giving my subs. I’d never hurt him, but how can I convince him of that? Heath is as prickly as they come. For some reason he can’t believe I want him in my bed. I want to teach him everything. I want him to be mine... moreWhen I find out he’s a virgin it makes me hotter than I’ve ever been. I’m old enough to know better than to get hung up on a twenty-year-old twink, but he’s just my type. Problem is, he’s scared of bigger, burlier guys. He needs guidance and protection, the kind I crave giving my subs. I’d never hurt him, but how can I convince him of that? Heath is as prickly as they come. For some reason he can’t believe I want him in my bed. I want to teach him everything. I want him to be mine. He follows every instruction like he was a born submissive. While most of me wants to watch him flourish under my instruction, I can’t help but remember my last sub. I know I won’t find Heath in another Dom’s bed like my ex. But am I ready to risk my heart again and trust that Heath is as committed as I am? less

Was it wrong to tell Beau’s mother he’s my boyfriend? Yes. Would I do it again? In a heartbeat. The smokin’ hot fireman isn’t exactly in the closet, but he’s been keeping things quiet for years. I don’t do quiet. All the guys in Hell’s Ankhor know I have to be true to myself. That’s why they call me Tru. Beau and I are nothing alike. Doesn’t matter. The attraction between me and the fire chief is hot enough to burn. But there’s danger in town, too much for us to get hung up on each other... moreWas it wrong to tell Beau’s mother he’s my boyfriend? Yes. Would I do it again? In a heartbeat. The smokin’ hot fireman isn’t exactly in the closet, but he’s been keeping things quiet for years. I don’t do quiet. All the guys in Hell’s Ankhor know I have to be true to myself. That’s why they call me Tru. Beau and I are nothing alike. Doesn’t matter. The attraction between me and the fire chief is hot enough to burn. But there’s danger in town, too much for us to get hung up on each other. Yeah, too late for that. Do I want to kill Tru for lying to my mom? A little. But the look on her face was worth the fallout. The easy-going biker is nothing like me. He’s impulsive. Brash. Happy. I’ve never dated another guy before, and I should probably walk away. Too bad I can’t. When we get wrapped up in an arsonist’s plot, I have to wonder if Tru wants me or an open flame. My doubts are nearly enough to smother any ember of love, but I need to be stronger than that. Can we still make things work after all the flames are doused? Tru has bad boys, bikers, and a fire chief finally ready to step all the way out of the closet and into the arms of his not-so-fake boyfriend. less

Who’d want a guy like me? Sure, I can make my MC brothers laugh, but I’m not good for much else. Muscle? Sure. Smarts? Not so much. At least Brennan knows I’m one hot mother… Well… You know. No one ever wants me for more than a roll in the sheets. No one except Brennan. Will he still want me when he realizes how messed up I am? Joker is more than just fun and games. He’s full of wisecracks, seems to live to rile everyone up, but the club enforcer has hidden depths. Depths that only I see... moreWho’d want a guy like me? Sure, I can make my MC brothers laugh, but I’m not good for much else. Muscle? Sure. Smarts? Not so much. At least Brennan knows I’m one hot mother… Well… You know. No one ever wants me for more than a roll in the sheets. No one except Brennan. Will he still want me when he realizes how messed up I am? Joker is more than just fun and games. He’s full of wisecracks, seems to live to rile everyone up, but the club enforcer has hidden depths. Depths that only I see. When the MC has a job for me, it’s the perfect opportunity to get close to Joker. I want to keep his smart mouth busy. With my lips… And other things. But the closer we get, the more of his pain I see. I want to find a way to help him heal. Will he let me in when he’s spent his whole life hiding? Joker always has a wisecrack ready, but Brennan can see the secrets and pain he’s hiding. These two collide in Joker, book 8 of the Hell’s Ankhor standalone m/m romance motorcycle club series. less

I’ve never wanted a guy before. Yet I can’t keep my mind off Dawson. The guy is bad news and headed for the bottom of a bottle as fast as he can. Too bad that’s a problem I can relate to. The only woman I ever loved led me down a dark path of addiction. I’ve been in recovery for years now. I won’t be someone’s fix. Or their cure. I can’t be responsible for his sobriety. If Dawson can get his act together, I could be with him... moreI’ve never wanted a guy before. Yet I can’t keep my mind off Dawson. The guy is bad news and headed for the bottom of a bottle as fast as he can. Too bad that’s a problem I can relate to. The only woman I ever loved led me down a dark path of addiction. I’ve been in recovery for years now. I won’t be someone’s fix. Or their cure. I can’t be responsible for his sobriety. If Dawson can get his act together, I could be with him. But I’m afraid that a new chance at love will destroy me all over again. I like to drink, but it doesn’t mean I have a problem. Nix was supposed to be a one-night thing. He doesn’t understand my life or my problems. I’m in control. Always. My construction work has me hanging around the clubhouse, so I get to see a lot of Nix. And damn it, I want to see more. But my demons might be stronger than I thought. Will Nix still want me after I’ve hit bottom? Two broken souls find their path to healing and love in Nix, a first-time gay MC romance in the Hell’s Ankhor world. less

I’m lonely, but am I ready to move on? I’ve been Ankh’s Old Man for as long as Hell’s Ankhor has existed. But Ankh’s been dead for two years, and I need to live my life for me. I love the guys of HAC, but no one’s keeping me warm at night. No one except Mal, and that’s only in my dreams. He doesn’t do long term, and he’s one of my oldest friends. Hooking up could risk the club, yet when it comes to him, I don’t care. I’m ready to live and love again. Priest makes me want to sin... moreI’m lonely, but am I ready to move on? I’ve been Ankh’s Old Man for as long as Hell’s Ankhor has existed. But Ankh’s been dead for two years, and I need to live my life for me. I love the guys of HAC, but no one’s keeping me warm at night. No one except Mal, and that’s only in my dreams. He doesn’t do long term, and he’s one of my oldest friends. Hooking up could risk the club, yet when it comes to him, I don’t care. I’m ready to live and love again. Priest makes me want to sin. I can’t ruin thirty years of friendship because of a little lust. But nothing about Priest is little. The old bear is just as muscular as me, and I’m sure he could pin me. Damn, I want him in the sack. Making a move risks not only our friendship, but potentially our MC. I’ve never needed a serious relationship, but Priest deserves more than a one night stand. When a psycho ex-fling comes into town to stalk me, Priest is at my side. With our club we can handle any danger. Are we ready to handle each other? less