Bøger af Rachelle Gibson

Sometimes, all it takes to believe is just a little push.Kat's life was anything but perfect. When her two best friends, Halle and Gillian, show up on a snowy afternoon to whisk her out of her miserable existence, she is less than happy to oblige. After discovering an invitation to an enchanting store, they practically drag her to the mysterious event.Just over the magical threshold of Mrs. Kringle's Book Shoppe, the women lose themselves to their fantasies.In this whimsical novella spun with chocolate and dreams, find out what happens when love visits the most unexpected places.

Michael Keith is no stranger to chaos. All she ever wanted was to settle down on a desert ranch and raise a happy family of her own. With a ring on her finger and a baby in her belly, her longing for a perfect world is finally starting to take shape, until the havoc of a motorcycle club roars in. When her boyfriend's crew botches a hit job, it forces them to go on the lam. An unexpected caller offers the only solution to save both herself and the club from absolute calamity.Does she have what it takes to exact vengeance or drown in the wake of constant mayhem called The Lords of Destruction?

Flying through life by the seat of his pants, all Constantine wanted was to surround himself with fast cars, lewd women, and rude music. Life was a nonstop party fueled by booze and bad decisions. When unanswered prayers lead to tiny blessings in disguise, will C find the moxie to face life's sweetest surprise? Will he rise to the occasion, or will he drown in the wake of constant mayhem called The Lords of Destruction?

Leaving his past in the rear-view mirror, Jagger thrived on turmoil. With the blood of the Shoshone tribe coursing through his veins, he was ready for battle. Fists and a bottle of bourbon could solve anything, except a wayward heart. When Bear, the club President, orders him on a different type of mission, his gritty world is turned upside down. A nomad in a strange land stretching his heart-strings to the brink, giving him cause to wonder if he ever knew himself to begin with. Will the humdrum of family living shove him over the edge of apathy, or will he discover the true meaning of life in the wake of the constant mayhem called The Lords of Destruction?

All Xander Percival ever wanted was to race his hog across desert canyons and fade into the sunset. Never did he want to be Vice President of the notorious Lords of Destruction, nor did he want to be the one to settle endless scores between ganglang thugs and cartels. He never wanted to assume responsibility for his incarcerated blood-brothers or handle his crazy ex. More than anything he never wanted to get entangled with Miss October, the five-foot four-inch spitfire that reeked of calamity. Take a ride with Xander, AKA Vice, on this hairpin-turn adventure. Will he find peace in a perfect sunset or drown in the wake of the constant mayhem called The Lords of Destruction?

All Bear wanted was to cruise south of the border and enjoy the finer things like fast senoritas and tequila. Recently released on parole, he swiftly resumed his tumultuous role as President of the notorious Lords of Destruction. Between being his sister's keeper and juggling rival clubs, biker life has become far from mundane. Left in the wake of their missing VP's sudden disappearance, things take a personal turn when he attempts to tie up loose ends. When the mission goes fubar, will Bear find his peace along the Pacific Highway or lose himself in the constant mayhem known as The Lords of Destruction?

With a penchant for finer things, like Maserati and Burberry, all Henry wanted was to trudge through his Public Defender position while picking up some cash on the side. Handling the Lord's dirty business was never meant to be a full-time job until they sent him on a mission with the client from hell. Don't let his humble appearance deceive you, for underneath the white-collar lies a sinister soul. When the job takes a grave twist, will this Bad Boy from Boston rise to the fight, or will he drown in the wake of constant mayhem called the Lords of Destruction?