The Royal Bastards MC Tijuana, Mexico Series by Barbara Nolan

The fine line between love and hate is broken when Smoke falls hard for the enemy and puts his club and everything he values at risk. Smoke. I screwed up bad—So bad the chapter prez of the Royal Bastards banishes me and my VP to a beat-to-shit strip club in Tijuana to take down a cartel boss who’s been screwing with our gun supply. I was pissed off big time until—a sweet, hotter-than-hell woman walks into the club, and turns my life sideways. Marisol... moreThe fine line between love and hate is broken when Smoke falls hard for the enemy and puts his club and everything he values at risk. Smoke. I screwed up bad—So bad the chapter prez of the Royal Bastards banishes me and my VP to a beat-to-shit strip club in Tijuana to take down a cartel boss who’s been screwing with our gun supply. I was pissed off big time until—a sweet, hotter-than-hell woman walks into the club, and turns my life sideways. Marisol. I’ve lived a privileged life—private schools, European vacations, a villa on the Baja Coast. Everything my father’s illegal cartel money could buy until—the unspeakable happens. His violent lifestyle resulted in my mother’s murder. Now I’m out for revenge and I’m targeting the outlaw MC responsible—. The Royal Bastards. Dark MC Romance, Enemies to Lovers, Mistaken Identity, Age Gap. This book may contain triggers for some. There is violence, street language and steamy sex scenes, but no cheating or abuse. less

As VP of the Royal Bastards MC Tijuana chapter, I’ve defended my prez against the shady dealings of the cartel. We worked our asses off, brought a beat-to-shit strip club to life, then added cage fighting to our list of moneymakers. I can finally kick back and enjoy some downtime. Women sharing my bedabsolutely. No drama. No commitment. I like to keep things simple. Until . . . A badass woman with mad skills in the cage, and a body made for sin crosses my path... moreAs VP of the Royal Bastards MC Tijuana chapter, I’ve defended my prez against the shady dealings of the cartel. We worked our asses off, brought a beat-to-shit strip club to life, then added cage fighting to our list of moneymakers. I can finally kick back and enjoy some downtime. Women sharing my bedabsolutely. No drama. No commitment. I like to keep things simple. Until . . . A badass woman with mad skills in the cage, and a body made for sin crosses my path. Only one problem—she’s got a wise-ass mouth and every time we get within two feet of each other we end up in a pissing contest. I can’t control the dirty thoughts running through my brain and when we finally fall into bed I end up with feelings I never experienced. I’ve trained and toned my body to expel the demons from my past. Fighting in the cage is my release, my sanctuary leaving no room for a dirty-mouth biker with a gladiator’s body. Men like Blood are my kryptonite so of course I fall into bed with him. Worst decision ever because he awakens feelings I can’t afford especially when the secrets from my past can bring us both down. Maxi’s running from something, but I’m no savior. Every street-smart bone in my body tells me to walk away, but I can’t even if it means screwing the only family I’ve ever knowThe Royal Bastards. less