Bøker av Shelby Limon

Blake Marshall has everything he could need.A roof over his head, a great job, and amazing friends. Even a sheep in his backyard. All of that doesn't matter, though, when Shannon McGee walks back into his life. Years ago, Blake and Shannon knew each other years ago but were ripped apart by tragedy. With Shannon back in his life, Blake needs to figure out if he can move on from the past and let fate take over or turn his back on Shannon all over again.Either way, Blake needs to figure out just what he needs.

He gave her up to save her... Murphy knows the kind of life he lives with the Banachi isn't for everyone. Danger is always one step away and that's why he pushed away the woman he loved five years ago. He had claimed Tatum for a brief moment, but knew he couldn't keep her if he wanted her to be safe. Imagine Murphy's surprise when that danger comes straight for him, and throws Tatum at his feet. Murphy needs to decide if there is a place in his life for Tatum or break her heart all over again. Either way, they're both in danger.

Alice and Wrecker are back for the holidays, and you know they are going to be one of a kind. Hang the tinsel, light the fire, and snuggle up for a one-of-a-kind Christmas with the Fallen Lords.

It's lights, camera, ACTION for the Iron Fiends! Throttle doesn't care about anything but the Iron Fiends MC. Life dealt him a bad hand from birth, and he's finally got things going his way. Well, for the most part... If you had told Throttle a few months ago that he would be on a reality show, he would have told you to get bent. Having cameras following him around and acting like he didn't cuss every five words wasn't what Throttle wanted or needed. But the Iron Fiends needed it, and the Iron Fiends were Throttle's life. You know what else Throttle doesn't need? Dove. Sloane's friend disappeared for over two weeks, and then she just magically reappeared after the club turned heaven and hell upside down looking for her. Dove's lips are sealed on where she was or what happened, but Throttle knows something is up. Something that could very well threaten the club he loves like family. While the cameras roll, Throttle is trying to figure out just what Dove is up to while also trying to act like the perfect little biker. What Throttle doesn't know is the Iron Fiends are headed straight for trouble, and Dove is the only one who can help them.

Blood or not, the Banachis are family... When a typical day turns into an unexpected meeting with Kitty, Princeton quickly realizes he's got something good right in front of him. Something he doesn't want to let go.As a ghost from his past waltzes in without warning, threatening to take away Kitty, Princeton knows nothing will happen to Kitty and her family as long as he's breathing. Kitty may not be blood, but she's family now, and the Banachis do anything for the family.Anything.

Ivan The first time I ever laid eyes on her she was fifteen to my thirty-five. Yeah, I know what you're thinking, I'm a dirty old man.That may be the case, however talking with her, she was well beyond her years. So what if she didn't talk, not because she couldn't, but because she had been trained not to. I knew all about being trained. Since I was six years old, my heart had been turned to stone, hidden behind a fortress of the strongest metal. However, that metal didn't factor into its one weakness. What were three years compared to thirty-five years of living without her? Piece of cake, right? Caristiona I met the man of my dreams at just fifteen years old. Never would I have imagined that he would be the one I would trust to speak to without my go-to writing as my only form of communication. Ivan Svanokov was, by all intents and purposes, other than the men of Wrath MC, the best human being I had ever met. Everyone says that he's nothing but a stone-cold killer. That his heart no longer beats. But if there's one thing I know? It's that his heart beats a rhythm that only I can hear. Then everything changed on the day I turned eighteen. When he told me I had managed to get under his skin and into a place where no living-breathing person has ever managed to be, it was the best day of my life. Until it wasn't... Mild Sex Scenes. HEA. No Cliffhanger. Can be read as a standalone.

When your sister comes to you in the middle of the night with fear in her eyes, you don't turn a blind eye. No, you buckle up, kick-ass, and take names. Even if you're only seventeen at the time and by the time you're eighteen you're saddled with a baby that didn't come from you. Fast forward six years later and you realize that the calm before the storm gets sideswiped in a way you never saw coming. Do you bow down, tuck your tail, and run? Or do you stand up to that storm, throw your hands in the air and say bring it? You stand up and say bring it! What you also do is realize that your sexy neighbor that wears a leather kutte, rides a Harley, and has a way with his hands, that also plays a guitar, you lock him down. What you don't do, however, is ever hide your feelings from him. Because that man is going to invade every crevasse of your heart, he's going to place his heart in the palm of your hand and trust you to take care of it. He's going to put you ahead of his club. Every. Single. Time. Mild sex scenes. 18+. HEA.