Does Falling For The Biker Vice Have A Sequel?

Angel Moretti. He was the love of my life. I always knew he was ever since we were kids. We did everything together. His name is Ryder ‘Savage’ Jackson. He was my world, my everything. Until he brutally ripped my heart from my chest three years ago. He tore my heart to shreds when he humiliated me by claiming another woman in his clubhouse, in the same bed we once shared. Savage by name, Savage by nature. He didn’t even give me a chance to tell him the news I had just accused me of cheating. Me, Angel Moretti. Like I would ever do that to him. So I ran, I ran from the pain he caused me. Ran from my family. Not wanting to be seen as the disgrace, but mainly to save him and his MC from annihilation. So I fled with the life we created growing inside of me. But all good things must come to an end. When he walks into my bar three years later. So what do I? Do I run? Or face the man who destroyed me? What could go wrong? Well, everything apparently. Ryder ‘Savage’ Jackson. She was my Angel, my goddess sent to me from heaven and I fucked it up. I claimed someone I shouldn’t have and paid dearly for it. I was a damn fool to believe the lies and bullshit. Missing out on the most precious gift Angel could give me. But I will make it right. Angel Moretti thinks she can get away from me with my kid. She has another thing coming, especially when I claim them both as mine. She will have no choice but to move back home with me. She may be a Mafia Princess, but she is mine!

“You’re just like a sister to me.” Those were the actual words that broke the camel’s back. Not after what just happened. Not after the hot, breathless, soul-shaking night we spent tangled in each other’s arms. I knew from the beginning that Tristan Hayes was a line I shouldn’t cross. He wasn’t just anyone, he was my brother’s best friend. The man I spent years secretly wanting. But that night… we were broken. We had just buried our parents. And the grief was too heavy, too real.... so I begged him to touch me. To make me forget. To fill the silence that death left behind. And he did. He held me like I was something fragile. Kissed me like I was the only thing he needed to breathe. Then left me bleeding with six words that burned deeper than rejection ever could. So, I ran. Away from everything that cost me pain. Now, five years later, I’m back. Fresh from rejecting the mate who abused me. Still carrying the scars of a pup I never got to hold. And the man waiting for me at the airport isn’t my brother. It’s Tristan. And he's not the guy I left behind. He's a biker. An Alpha. And when he looked at me, I knew there was no where else to run to.

The small town of Pine Creek was supposed to be a safe haven, a quiet town to live out the rest of my high school days. I never thought I’d run into him. Aston Chadwick, the arrogant biker leader of The Shadow Ryders. Arrogant, untamable, wild. He is temptation and lust wrapped in pure leather; so seductive, he is the secret fantasy of every girl in Pine Creek and he knows it. I was just the new girl, sassy and naïve. He could have any girl in town, but I’ve become his latest obsession. The playboy prince of Pine Creek wants to dominate me. I am just as addicted to him. But even I cannot tame his wildness. He’s the only boy I shouldn’t have. He’ll drag me over the edge with him. Yet, our race has only just begun. Welcome to Pine Creek!

When hedge fund mogul Marcus Hale serves his wife Valentina with divorce papers, he believes he's trading her in for a shinier upgrade. What he doesn't know: the devoted woman he's discarding—the one who overlooked his coldness, his absences, his wandering eye—is the sole heir to the Reyes family's sprawling motorcycle empire, the most powerful MC dynasty on the East Coast. For seven years, Valentina buried her roots, reinventing herself as the perfect society wife while her real world waited back in Blackridge. Now, with her grandfather's health failing and the Reyes empire leaderless, she's forced to return home—straight into the orbit of Duke Callahan, the club VP who built himself from nothing after she left, and who never stopped waiting for her to find her way back. *Some men trade gold for glitter and call it an upgrade. Some women have to lose a husband to remember who they were born to be. In Blackridge, the most dangerous roads don't run on asphalt—they run straight through the heart.*

Sierra returns to Willow Creek, her small village with a wish to have a simple Christmas with her family. Relationship and love was far away from her agenda after her rough divorce but a second chance came knocking on a winter morning in the guise of the hot, billionaire biker. She tries to run from her feelings but it only pulls her in, rolling her into a holiday of drama, choas and a whirlwind of emotions.

His Biker Girl I swore I’d never get tangled up with bikers. Then I met him. Jaxson “Viper” Kane, the ruthless prince of the Black Serpents. Arrogant. Untouchable. Dangerous. Every girl on campus wants him, but not me. He thought I’d be easy to break. He was wrong. Her Biker Prince She’s fire wrapped in leather, and every time she rides, she tempts me closer to the edge. Tessa Monroe, bold, defiant, impossible to control. I wanted to crush her pride, ruin that ego, make her beg. But the more I chase her, the more I burn. She’s the one thing I shouldn’t want. And the only thing I’ll never let go.