Johnny Soap Mactavish

He left prison with nothing but scars and a Harley and never expected to find salvation in the arms of a man who hates the club. After six years behind bars, Ash Vega returns to the only family he’s ever known; the Iron Vultures MC. But freedom isn’t the same as peace of mind. Ash's hands are stained with blood, his soul heavy, and the world feels colder than the cell he left behind. Then there’s Noah Quinn, the quiet medic who runs a free clinic down the block. He hates the bikers for the violence they bring to his doorstep… until one bleeding outlaw crashes into his life and refuses to leave. Ash is danger, Noah is light. But when enemies intercept and old debts come calling, two men on the opposite sides of a line are thrown together and those lines keeps blurring with every touch. He’s the fire Noah swore he’d never touch. And he’s the peace Ash never believed he deserved. This is a story of two men on one road and a war that could destroy them before they ever get their chance at life.

When the mission ends, the real war begins. Captain Jack McCormack has lost everything that mattered. His partner, Lieutenant Michelle Richards, was killed during a covert operation in Iraq—her death a brutal reminder that even the best can fall. Months later, his ASIO team—friends, family in all but name—were systematically executed during a routine bonding session at a suburban paintball park. It wasn’t an accident. It was a message. Now isolated and hollowed out by grief, Jack tries to disappear into the shadows. But when a dangerous new synthetic drug called Supernatural starts flooding the city streets, he’s forced back into action. Jack knows this drug. He’s seen what it can do—what it did before, in a mission buried so deep it was meant to stay forgotten. With ASIO compromised and political forces tying his hands, Jack turns to the only people he can trust—his retired SAS brothers, elite operators with scars of their own. Together, they launch a black-ops investigation to uncover who’s behind Supernatural… and why the same shadows keep reaching into their past. But some ghosts aren’t just memories. Some are still alive.

An alarm wakes everyone up at 1:00 am. It turns out that a few college students have gone missing during their exploration in Wolffang Valley. My heart goes tense at the news. After all, my stepdaughter, Nancy Campton, had told me yesterday that she'd be exploring that place! Since Nancy has asthma, I specifically prepare medication that's meant to treat asthma in my medical kit just in case anything happens. After carrying my backpack, I begin urging my husband, Jack Campton, who's also the leader of the rescue team, to set off right away. But he keeps stopping me in my tracks. "What's the rush? Let's wait for Dakota to finish doing her makeup." Half an hour later, Dakota Sweeney, who has a face full of makeup and is wearing a pink rescue jacket, begins complaining in a high-pitched voice. "Why did you keep rushing me? Thanks to you, my eyeliner came out all crooked!" On the way to the valley, Dakota actually pulls out a pair of pink lace panties. After unscrewing the cap of a bottle of life-saving water, she starts washing it with said water. I can't endure her stupid antics anymore. "Have you gone nuts? This bottle of water could potentially save someone's life!" But Dakota replies in a matter-of-fact tone, "I'm a woman with principles! I must wash my underwear that I've changed out of on the same day!" Jack shoves me away at that moment. He then snatches the bottled water from me before passing it to Dakota. "Willow Armstrong, you're the crazy one here! Is it wrong for Dakota to take care of her hygiene?" As I stare at Jack, a cold smile slowly spreads across my face. It's not wrong for Dakota to take care of her hygiene. I just wonder if Jack is capable of facing the consequences behind Dakota's tendency to drag things out.

Chief Kaave was a force to be reckoned with on the gritty streets of Dirty South. With rugged good looks, a fiery temperament, tireless work ethic and boundless wealth, he clawed his way to the top to establish an empire his daughter, Coco Kaave, would do anything to protect. When the taste of power and blood is seductive, and the cutthroat world of Dirty South takes it's toll, Coco finds herself caught up in a dangerous game of revenge and betrayal, where sex is used as a weapon and trust is a rare commodity. As the stakes gets higher and the risks become greater, Coco must navigate a treacherous landscape where every misstep could mean the end of her family's empire. Can she rise to the challenge and take her place as the new Queen of Dirty South?

Caius Vannister, despite his reputation as one of the most eligible bachelors of the country, was a one-woman-man kind of guy. He had imposed strict rules upon himself, and that is to be loyal to just one woman. He laid no woman in his bed for years, which is why he knew he was in trouble when he felt the heat and the beast awakened at the sight of the drunk Murphy who one night, accidentally barged on his VIP room. Having tasted the sweet scent and pleasure he didn't know existed, he desperately searched for the lady, who fortunately left her business card, the morning he woke up alone. Realizing that the lady was closely acquainted with his cousin, Casper and his wife, a playful smirk was painted on his lips. "Architect Murphy Jayden…you're mine…” As Murphy tried to shoo him away, he was adamant to claim the lips, the body, and the heart of the lady who, from the start, stole his. Caius vowed to know everything about her to plan his next steps, that his vast connection was put to the test when he found no single information about her, apart from what he knew from Casper. Pondering about it for far too long, he could only utter one thing... "Who are you truly, milady?”

Ava had her back at Drex, and for the past month, her life had turned from bad to worse. at that moment when she had fallen deeply in love with the ruthless assassin who contributed to making her life miserable, the world began to look beautiful again, she thought things would turn out for the best, only for her to find out that Drex was not protecting her because he loved her. "I hate you with every fiber in me," Ava screamed in tears. Even when she utters those words, her heart still beats for him, She wished he had killed her that night, she wished he had never met him. She wished she had never fallen for him, how can she love someone who wouldn't miss the slightest opportunity to end her life? "if I disappear out of your life, will that make you happy?" Drex asked. "You are a total jerk!" She yell. With rage, Ava stormed toward him and slapped him across his face, she made to slap him again but Drex held her tightly and draw her into his embrace. Her anger dissipated immediately, she melt away in his embrace. She love his smell, his cologne which she was now familiar with give her nothing but comfort. "I love this side of you, so feisty!" he said. ******** Don Drex Mason is well-known to the outer world as a dropped-dead handsome bachelor and a businessman but in the underworld, he was the most feared ruthless mafia assassin. Ava Anderson, a small-time introverted nosy newspaper journalist, the two personalities crossed paths on an unfortunate rainy night, she was his target and a threat to his client, she's to be eliminated at all costs. but their fate was already sealed by lightning which made them share one soul.