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  Reckless Bastards MC Series

  Books 1-7

  By USA Today and Wall Street Journal Bestselling Author

  KB Winters

  Copyright © 2018 KB Winters and BookBoyfriends Publishing LLC

  Published By: BookBoyfriends Publishing LLC

  Copyright and Disclaimer

  This book is a work of fiction. The names, characters, places and incidents are products of the writer’s imagination or have been used fictitiously and are not to be construed as real. Any resemblance to persons, living or dead, actual events, locales or organizations is entirely coincidental.

  Copyright © 2018 KB Winters and BookBoyfriends Publishing LLC

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  Mayhem Madness

  Welcome to the Reckless Bastards Mayhem Nevada Chapter. Filthy talking bikers who can drop your panties with just a whisper or a look. A smile. Magic fingers. Your call.

  This box set contains all seven books from the Reckless Bastards MC Series.

  1. Beautifully Broken

  2. Sinfully Scarred

  3. Deliciously Damaged

  4. Wonderfully Wrecked

  5. Heavenly Hacked

  6. Creatively Crushed

  7. Holiday Havoc

  I hope you fall in love with the RB as much as I did writing it!

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  What readers are saying about the RB Mayhem Chapter (Could there be another RB Chapter coming soon?)

  Beautifully Broken is Spectacular! I love the characters and their story. It will pull at your heart and have you thinking about even after you are finished. - Amazon Reviewer

  Loved it, but never any doubts about Ms. KB’s books. One of my favorites, Max and Jana’s chemistry is off the charts. - Amazon Reviewer

  KB...you have done it again...I love the way you deal with the scars that these broken souls have and how they help mend each other... - Amazon Reviewer

  The emotions run high and wild, while the HEA will have you reduced to tears as Max and Jana feel their way through a land mine of obstacles. I definitely needed tissues! - Amazon Reviewer

  Grab the tissue. This is one of the most realistic and home hitting stories I’ve had the pleasure of reading in a while. - Amazon Reviewer

  Fabulous story that intrigued me from page one, I couldn’t put this down, the chemistry between the two characters was smoking. - Amazon Reviewer

  Wow!! A real page turner that will keep you up nights just to finish it. Ms Winters knocked this story out of the park.

  Fabulously written and highly entertaining, this is one story I couldn’t get enough of, I was mesmerized, page after page. There’s danger and suspense as Savior does everything he can to try and protect Mandy and the chemistry between them is hot.

  KB has done it again! She has written a deliciously steamy story that enthralled me from the first to last page. “Deliciously Damaged” is packed with drama, intrigue, suspense, violence, passion and romance!

  This big bad, sexy, biker will bring you to you knees. He had love and when he lost his wife and child it ripped his heart out. He never wanted to feel that way again. And then came Moon and her sweet loveable little boy Beau. She’s beautiful, smart, and the things he feels for her he just can’t explain. Their chemistry is explosive.

  I loved Moon! She was so Zen and was using alternative medicine. Her and Cross didn’t seem to have as much chemistry as the previous couples but still made a good pairing. I thought Beau stole the show! If you have been following the series, this book is worth reading.

  Loved this story! This was a read until I’m finished kind of book (yes at 3am). I just loved these two characters. They were so well written and had great chemistry. Even the chemistry between Cross and Beau was subtle but there. I’m highly recommending this book for your reading pleasure and enjoyment.

  I was so happy to finally get Cross’ story!! I loved everything about his & Moon’s story.. So much sexxii!! Of course, also danger, mystery and surprise.. Everything you’d expect from a KB Winters book.. Plus, how friggin cute is Beau.. This series is so good & has me hooked!

  Contents

  Reckless Bastards MC

  Copyright and Disclaimer

  Mayhem Madness

  Beautifully Broken

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Chapter 6

  Chapter 7

  Chapter 8

  Chapter 9

  Chapter 10

  Chapter 11

  Chapter 12

  Chapter 13

  Chapter 14

  Chapter 15

  Chapter 16

  Chapter 17

  Chapter 18

  Chapter 19

  Chapter 20

  Sinfully Scarred

  Copyright and Disclaimer

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Chapter 6

  Chapter 7

  Chapter 8

  Chapter 9

  Chapter 10

  Chapter 11

  Chapter 12

  Chapter 13

  Chapter 14

  Chapter 15

  Chapter 16

  Chapter 17

  Chapter 18

  Chapter 19

  Chapter 20

  Chapter 21

  Chapter 22

  Chapter 23

  Epilogue

  Deliciously Damaged

  Copyright and Disclaimer

  Prologue

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Chapter 6

  Chapter 7

  Chapter 8

  Chapter 9

  Chapter 10

  Chapter 11

  Chapter 12

  Chapter 13

  Chapter 14

  Chapter 15

  Chapter 16

  Chapter 17

  Chapter 18

  Chapter 19

  Chapter 20

  Chapter 21

  Chapter 22

  Chapter 23

  Epilogue

  Wonderfully Wrecked

  Copyright and Disclaimer

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Chapter 6

  Chapter 7

  Chapter 8

  Chapter 9

  Chapter 10

  Chapter 11

  Chapter 12

  Chapter 13

  Chapter 14

  Chapter 15

  Chapter 16

  Chapter 17

  Chapter 18

  Chapter 19

  Chapter 20

  Chapter 21

  Chapter 22

  Chapter 23

  Chapter 24

  Epilogue

  Heavenly Hacked

  Copyright and Disclaimer

  Ch
apter One

  Chapter Two

  Chapter Three

  Chapter Four

  Chapter Five

  Chapter Six

  Chapter Seven

  Chapter Eight

  Chapter Nine

  Chapter Ten

  Chapter Eleven

  Chapter Twelve

  Chapter Thirteen

  Chapter Fourteen

  Chapter Fifteen

  Chapter Sixteen

  Chapter Seventeen

  Chapter Eighteen

  Chapter Nineteen

  Chapter Twenty

  Chapter Twenty-One

  Chapter Twenty-Two

  Chapter Twenty-Three

  Chapter Twenty-Four

  Creatively Crushed

  Copyright and Disclaimer

  Chapter One

  Chapter Two

  Chapter Three

  Chapter Four

  Chapter Five

  Chapter Six

  Chapter Seven

  Chapter Eight

  Chapter Nine

  Chapter Ten

  Chapter Eleven

  Chapter Twelve

  Chapter Thirteen

  Chapter Fourteen

  Chapter Fifteen

  Chapter Sixteen

  Chapter Seventeen

  Chapter Eighteen

  Chapter Nineteen

  Chapter Twenty

  Chapter Twenty-One

  Chapter Twenty-Two

  Chapter Twenty-Three

  Chapter Twenty-Four

  Chapter Twenty-Five

  Chapter Twenty-Six

  Chapter Twenty-Seven

  Chapter Twenty-Eight

  Chapter Twenty-Nine

  Holiday Havoc

  Copyright and Disclaimer

  Prologue - Stitch

  Chapter One - Cross

  Chapter Two - Stitch

  Chapter Three - Lasso

  Chapter Four - Max

  Chapter Five - Gunnar

  Chapter Six - Jag

  Chapter Seven - Stitch

  Chapter Eight - Gunnar

  Chapter Nine - Cross

  Chapter Ten - Jag

  Chapter Eleven - Gunnar

  Chapter Twelve – Golden Boy

  Chapter Thirteen - Stitch

  Chapter Fourteen - Jag

  Chapter Fifteen – Cross

  Chapter Sixteen - Stitch

  Chapter Seventeen - Max

  Chapter Eighteen - Cross

  Chapter Nineteen - Gunnar

  Chapter Twenty - Savior

  Chapter Twenty-One - Lasso

  Chapter Twenty-Two - Stitch

  Chapter Twenty-Three - Max

  Chapter Twenty-Four - Gunnar

  Chapter Twenty-Five - Stitch

  Chapter Twenty-Six - Golden Boy

  Chapter Twenty-Seven - Gunnar

  Chapter Twenty-Eight – Cross

  Chapter Twenty-Nine - Jag

  Chapter Thirty - Stitch

  Chapter Thirty-One - Max

  Chapter Thirty-Two - Jag

  Chapter Thirty-Three-Cross

  Chapter Thirty-Four - Stitch

  Epilogue - Max

  Sneak Peek!

  Chapter One

  Chapter Two

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  Acknowledgements

  About The Author

  Beautifully Broken

  Reckless Bastards MC

  By USA Today and Wall Street Journal Bestselling Author

  KB Winters

  Copyright © 2018 KB Winters and BookBoyfriends Publishing LLC

  Published By: BookBoyfriends Publishing LLC

  Chapter 1

  Max

  “I don’t know what you want me to say, Doc. It wasn’t even long enough to be a fucking nightmare. I closed my eyes and there I was on the transport vehicle, seconds later the explosion happened that deafened me and made it damn hard to see. Body parts went flying and then everything went black. I woke up a sweaty and panting mess.” I looked over at Dr. Singh, a tall lanky man with dark brown skin who’d perfected the look of wearing dad sweaters. In the fucking desert.

  He nodded, ankle resting on the opposite knee while his hands were clasped on top of his notebook. “Nightmares have no designated length, Max as I’m sure you know. What did you do after you woke up?”

  I couldn’t tell him that I’d reached for that hidden bottle of Maker’s Mark because he’d already bitched me out about my drinking. “I played some video games and stared at the fucking stars. What else could I do?”

  Dr. Singh sighed. “Max, you have to develop healthy coping mechanisms. Having a drink once in a while is fine, but you can’t use it to dull the pain or shutdown the memories.”

  “Yeah, no shit.” I smirked and even the Doc couldn’t help but join in. “So something other than video games?”

  He nodded. “Something outside of your house, maybe that involves other people. Would that be so terrible?”

  Shit. I sat back in the stylish chair that was not meant for a man of my size and sighed. “No, I guess not. But I don’t know, shit I haven’t done anything for fun in a long damn time.”

  He nodded and his perfectly styled hair never moved. “How about you go do some things just for fun. Sleep with a pretty lady. Go out for a meal, Vegas is off in the distance and I hear they have some decent restaurants.”

  I glared at him. “Everyone’s a fucking comedian.”

  Dr. Singh laughed. “The point is, Max, that you need to do some things for fun. Not to forget and not to dull the pain. You said you used to draw, why not sign up for a class?”

  Sign up for a fucking class? “No offense but I’m a little old for that.”

  “Not at a college. This is the twenty first century, Max. There are adult classes, even businesses that cater to this kind of thing. Your job, before our next session is to go out there and find an art class. Sign up and just fucking do it.”

  I shrugged, taken aback by hearing his cultured accent say the word fuck. “You got it, Doc.” I hated having to see a fucking head shrink but Singh seemed to know his shit and he didn’t treat me like a fucking headcase. “I’ll see you next week.”

  “I look forward to it.”

  My boots sounded loud on his hard wood floors as I walked out. The lobby was empty, not that I gave a shit, but I didn’t have to do that fake smile bullshit people expected. These days I was much better on my own because I was a cranky, miserable bastard. Had been ever since I was medically discharged from the Navy.

  I spent nearly all of my adult life in the Navy and most of that as a sniper for the elite, SEALs. I loved it, all of it from recruit training to BUD/S and jump school. It was the most exciting shit I’d ever done and I ate it all up, doing good and saving the world, all while being a badass. It meant something to me just like it meant something to all of us. Our unit was family. We’d trained together, fought together, spotted together and killed together. And one damn day in that dirty fucking desert, many of us died together. The only problem was only some of us came back.

  Sometimes I think it would’ve been better if we’d all died out there that day because this life, filled with nightmares and paranoia, it was just bullshit. Coming back like this was worse than not coming back at all, because at least if you were dead this shit just stopped. The memories were gone. The pain was gone.

  Now though, the pain was constant. Never fucking ending.

  The sun helped and every day when I woke up and had coffee out on my deck, I thanked fuck that I’d chosen to come to the desert. Nonstop sun and heat was good for my mental health according to the good doctor, and sun all day made me feel lighter. Freer.

  But the sun alone wasn’t fucking working so now I had to look for an art class.

  Fuck. My. Life.

  Chapter 2

  Jana

  My favorite part of working from home, other than the distinct lack of people, is the fact that I rarely got interrupted.
It meant that I could get lost in the structure of accounts and spreadsheets, the tedium and organization of receipts. Accounting wasn’t the sexiest job in the world, but it was a necessity. So when the bell rang for the third time, I could no longer pretend to be deaf. “This better be good.” As in it better be that old guy with a check for a million dollars or I might scream. I stopped at the door and saw my one and only friend glaring at the peephole.

  “Who else would it be Jana? Let me in!”

  Teddy and I couldn’t be more different if we tried. Where I was short with more curves than I needed, Teddy was tall and thin with curves only in the right places. She was a fiery red to my plain long almost white blond hair, and her business required her to be out in the thick of things whereas I’d tailored mine to ensure minimal human contact. But she put up with my grumpy, anti-social ways. To an extent. I shook away all signs of annoyance and opened the door. “Teddy. This is a surprise.”

  “It is. If I would’ve called, you’d have been mysteriously absent or come up with a good reason to stay inside. Get dressed girl, we are going out.” She rolled her slender hips in a suggestive figure eight that spelled trouble for me.

  “What? No.” I shook my head, looking at her like she’d grown a second one of her own. “I have to finish these expense reports, plus I’m not ready.” Not physically and or mentally, or by any other societal standard. My long blond waves were tied in a knot on top of my head and I wore baggy red cotton pants and an oversized t-shirt from my alma mater, Michigan State. Yeah, it was the only good thing about growing up in foster care, plenty of scholarships for an orphan with perfect grades. “I need time to prepare for that.”

  “Bullshit. You need to get dressed and make yourself presentable, that’s all.”

  I glared up at her nearly six-foot frame. “Yeah that’s kind of the problem, isn’t it?”

  Teddy rolled her eyes and pushed past me, like I was somehow in the wrong. “Jana I love you girl, I really, really do. But if you don’t get over that slight imperfection on your beautiful face, I’m just going to bash your face in.” She grinned and flipped her silky red curls behind her shoulder. “It’s one tiny scar.”

  “It’s six fucking inches!” More like six and three-eighths of an inch if we were going to be exact about it. And it was deep. And jagged. And long, stretching from the corner of my right eye, cutting a pink path straight to the corner of my mouth. It was big and hideous and ugly as fuck. And it was all mine.