Hounds of the Reaper Series by S.J. Rowe

Maddy —I don’t do commitments. And I don’t stay in a place long enough to get attachments either. But now I’ve got two after my only friend calls in a favor that’s long overdue. Hiding myself is one thing, but hiding with two kids who have never known happiness is harder than expected. Especially when he comes knocking. Well, more like demanding and riding a Harley.Chains —The system failed me. Got me locked up for a crime I didn’t commit... moreMaddy —I don’t do commitments. And I don’t stay in a place long enough to get attachments either. But now I’ve got two after my only friend calls in a favor that’s long overdue. Hiding myself is one thing, but hiding with two kids who have never known happiness is harder than expected. Especially when he comes knocking. Well, more like demanding and riding a Harley.Chains —The system failed me. Got me locked up for a crime I didn’t commit. Five years is a long time to want justice, but all I want once I get out is to find my sister’s kids. She died while I was locked away, and I refuse to be separated from my family a minute longer.I can’t believe this chick won’t give me my kids. That’s fine. I can wait this out. I learned how to play nice behind bars for five years. What’s a few more days of pretending to be the good guy before I get what I want? And I always get what I want.Just never expected that I’d want her and would be willing to go to war to keep her.Chains is the first book in the Hounds of the Reaper biker romance series. If you like strong women, possessive men, and a sizzling romance with bikers, you'll love SJ. Rowe's newest series.Pick up Chains today to discover your love for the Hounds of the Reaper MC and the women that bring these alpha males to their knees. less

Bulldog —My club and my daughter are all I need; ain’t got time for anyone else. I especially don’t have time for a CPS chick to take my kid. Don’t care if the chick’s got family in the club or not. No one comes in and takes what isn’t thiers. And just like my kid, my heart ain’t up for the taking either.Izzy —Having someone growl at me about my job isn’t new to me, more like a daily hazard. But what this guy needs to realize is that I don’t care that he’s the VP of a motorcycle club... moreBulldog —My club and my daughter are all I need; ain’t got time for anyone else. I especially don’t have time for a CPS chick to take my kid. Don’t care if the chick’s got family in the club or not. No one comes in and takes what isn’t thiers. And just like my kid, my heart ain’t up for the taking either.Izzy —Having someone growl at me about my job isn’t new to me, more like a daily hazard. But what this guy needs to realize is that I don’t care that he’s the VP of a motorcycle club. Or that the club thinks I need protecting to prove themselves in a way. Nor does it matter that the guy makes every part of my body sizzle when he glares at me. I just care about making sure the girl isn’t hurt. Not like me.If I can save one kid from my fate, then I’ll do anything I have to. I just hope I don’t lose my heart in the process… or my life.Bulldog is book 2 in Hounds of the Reaper MC series. Don't miss out on what happens to these alpha males and the leading ladies they fall for. Trigger This book contains swearing, violence, and scenes that some readers may find uncomfortable. And lots of fun times between the sheets. less

Julianne —Ever fallen so hard for a guy, you forget your own name? Neither have I, not that I can remember. But that’s the problem—I remember nothing. Not why I crave sugary drinks and candy. No clue why I have a minor obsession with telling bad jokes. And I especially have no idea why a motorcycle club has decided I need a babysitter. I’m actually not even complaining about the last one. My babysitter is fine with a capital F. If I had to lose my mind to find him, I’m not even mad about it... moreJulianne —Ever fallen so hard for a guy, you forget your own name? Neither have I, not that I can remember. But that’s the problem—I remember nothing. Not why I crave sugary drinks and candy. No clue why I have a minor obsession with telling bad jokes. And I especially have no idea why a motorcycle club has decided I need a babysitter. I’m actually not even complaining about the last one. My babysitter is fine with a capital F. If I had to lose my mind to find him, I’m not even mad about it.Flint —I screwed up, and now I’ve got to pay up. I never expected the payment to come in the form of a walking disaster. But if the debt to get back into the club’s good graces is watching over some amnesia chick, no matter how cute she is when she curses at me, I’ll do it. I’ll even find a way to get her memory back. Don’t care how long it takes—weeks, even—I’m willing to play the babysitter if she keeps doing things that keep me on my toes and my heart beating for the first time in a long while.While I might be in this for the long haul to figure out this girl’s mystery, the rest of the world isn’t. Or at least not the ones trying to kill her before she remembers what she doesn’t know. I made a mistake once; I’m not about to make another. Having this chick lose her life might just be the biggest mistake of mine.Trigger This book contains swearing, violence, and scenes that some readers may find uncomfortable. And lots of fun times between the sheets. less

Cheyanne —I don’t have friends. And I’m not crazy, my mother had me tested. I have my uncle, but he’s in prison. While I’m not great with social cues, I do know it’s not a good dinner topic to bring up I’m related to someone charged for treason. But that doesn’t seem to bother him. A beast of a man who takes me for what I am and doesn’t question. Or at least not till his club thinks I’m the enemy.Mad Max —When I got out of jail, I swore I’d never go back... moreCheyanne —I don’t have friends. And I’m not crazy, my mother had me tested. I have my uncle, but he’s in prison. While I’m not great with social cues, I do know it’s not a good dinner topic to bring up I’m related to someone charged for treason. But that doesn’t seem to bother him. A beast of a man who takes me for what I am and doesn’t question. Or at least not till his club thinks I’m the enemy.Mad Max —When I got out of jail, I swore I’d never go back. The freedom to do what I want and have my club brothers beside me again is all I need to keep me on the law’s good side. Or, just not to get caught like last time. But when I left, I never expected I’d be pulled toward someone with ties to those still inside. To a man I’ve grown close to that made me question if I could have loyalty to both the Hounds and him.My club doesn’t trust her and wants me to stay away. Her uncle made me promise to protect her. When lines get crossed, and she makes a decision that affects the lives of the innocent, I don’t know if I can hold up my end of the deal. Just not sure if I’m breaking my promise to her uncle… or my club.Trigger This book contains swearing, violence, and scenes that some readers may find uncomfortable. And lots of fun times between the sheets. less