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Becca Fanning

April Morgan had spent her whole life defying expectations. She wasn't happy unless her hands were covered in grease and her hair smelled of gasoline. Cars didn't whine at you. Cars didn't make you feel guilty. Cars didn't betray you. But here in this one horse town, the only car shop was run by a motorcycle club, and she sure as shit knew they wouldn't take her seriously. Barriers were just things to blow past, so it was time to defy expectations one more time. Everything was going smoothly, until she saw him.

Brett Ferguson didn't take anyone's shit. At over six feet tall, he usually didn't need to. If his full sleeve tattoos and MC Club patch didn't keep the foolish at bay, a guttural Bear Shifter growl got the point across. He just wanted to earn an honest living working on cars and enjoying his bachelor lifestyle. No hangups, no strings. Then this feisty whirlwind walked into his shop, and everything changed.

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Grit And Growl

Bear Patches

Mary Ferguson has been harboring a crush for years. Her older brother's best friend, Tyler, used to give her stomach butterflies when she was younger. Now in college, little does she know her brother's Bear Shifter Motorcycle Club is going to spring a little surprise on her. Seeing Tyler again ignites something inside her she hasn't felt in a long time.

Tyler Lance was feeling cooped up staying in town, and this little road trip with the Club was just what the doctor ordered. Of course, he didn't know they'd be stopping to pick up Brett's sister. Mary has done a lot of growing up since he last saw her, and something deep within him is drawn to her...

Bear Leather

Just when things were settling down, all hell breaks loose...

Aiden had a lot on his mind. His travel company was always dealing with competitors. His Bear Shifter Clan Motorcycle Club was always dealing with violent rivals. His inner bear was always dealing with the fact that he didn't have a mate. Somehow, he thought the temperamental little tornado named Anna would be his solution to all three...

I'm surrounded by idiots, Anna thought as she listened to these broad shouldered men bicker back and forth. She knew if they had their way they'd spend their whole day punching each other in the face and laughing about it over beers every evening. But they had a job to do, one that at least she took seriously.