He's crude, rough, and a criminal outlaw to boot... and Stella Holmes can't get enough of him.
FBI agent Stella Homes' hunt for a drug running route in the small town of Grand River, Colorado is about to hit a roadblock when she meets Arthur Bishop. He's crude, rough--a hard body of nothing but testosterone, muscles, and tattoos...

... and sinfully irresistible.

The Road Captain of the Seven Tribesmen MC, Arthur is less than thrilled about the pretty little Fed poking around in Tribesmen territory and sticking her nose where she's got no business to. He wants her out of Grand River, but he figures he might as well have some fun in the meantime and teach Stella that when she steps foot in his town, she'll have to play by his rules.

From bestselling author Evelyn Glass comes a thrilling trilogy featuring sexy bad boy bikers, feisty untamed vixens, and non-stop steamy romance that'll leave your heart racing!

EXCERPT

The continual reminder – he's a criminal, he's a criminal, he's a criminal – acted as a mantra for her resolve.

“No, I suppose not.” After a moment of silence, Bishop's defeated reply felt like a cold stab to Stella's guts. He had given up. Stella wasn't sure how to think of the newest occurrence. His warm, calloused hand pulled away from her wrist, leaving her all the colder. “Good night.”

The woman remained facing the door, her hand still grasping the doorknob. Something nudged against her restraint and it shook unsteadily.

Overhead, the sky rumbled and the atmosphere shifted. The sudden tattoo of torrential rainfall rattled off the metal canopy that shielded the walkway. Stella opened the door, but glanced over her shoulder before ducking into the room. Bishop stood at the edge of the dry area, an unlit cigarette dangling from his lip, staring at the falling rain. Something clenched inside of Stella, and her resolution fell.

“Bishop.” The word came out soft on her lips. Stella was surprised when the man turned, eyebrow cocked. She leaned in the doorjamb, her eyes flickering from the rain and the biker. Tingling heat nipped at her cheeks. “You can stay until the rain stops.”