Meet Hyde – Bossy Biker from the Sydney Storm MC

Have you met Hyde yet? His book, Hyde's Absolution is book 4 in my Sydney Storm MC biker book romance series, and he fast became one of my favourite bikers to date while I wrote his book. I also fell hard for his woman, Monroe Lee! Check them out in the passage below – it's one of my favourite parts of the book.

Monroe's POV

“I’ve been a shitty father. My kid hasn’t seen me since she was two. I left her mother and never went back until recently. That enough to make you think twice about me?” It was like he was trying to provoke me. Trying to throw bad shit about himself at me in an effort to push me away.

I moved so my body was flush against his, and I gripped his waist. “You’ve already told me you aren’t perfect, so no that doesn’t make me think twice about you. I’ve seen you with Charlie, and I think you’re working hard to make things right.”

He hissed, and his muscles under my hand tensed. Curving his hand around my neck, he held me, his fingers digging in to my skin. The small amount of pain that caused coiled desire through me. God, I wanted this man, even if he was a fucked-up mess. “I hurt people, Roe. I fucking inflict pain on them until they give me what I want. I am not a good man,” he said through gritted teeth. His fingers pressed harder into my skin, and I decided right then that I was going to hell, because this only heightened my want for him.

“You don’t hurt people you love.”

“I have.”

That should have stopped me, but it didn’t. “Who?”

He dropped his head and swore sharply, “Fucking hell.”
Looking back at me, he yelled, “Everyone! I’ve fucking hurt everyone I’ve ever loved!”

I flinched when he yelled, but at least I’d managed to provoke some emotion from him. Up until then, he’d been holding it back even though I sensed it lurking. The room vibrated with his anger. It snaked around us, a menacing evil that threatened to rip us apart. But I refused to let it.

I pushed him and slapped his chest in my frustration. “Why are you doing this? Why are you trying to push me away?”
I hated that he was so hard on himself. The Hyde I knew wasn’t a bad person. Why couldn’t he see what I saw? Why didn’t he know that everyone hurt those they loved?

His hand snapped around my wrist as he snarled, “I’m doing what you asked, Red. I’m sharing myself with you.”

“No! This isn’t sharing. This is you trying to show me all your bad parts at once. That’s not how relationships are built.”

He yanked my wrist closer to his body while still gripping my neck hard. “This is me showing you what you’re getting yourself into,” he barked. “Now’s the time to walk if you don’t think you can handle it.”

My own anger flared. Why was he trying to ruin this before it even got started? I pulled my wrist out of his hold and pushed him again. Harder this time so that he stumbled backwards. “What else have you got for me, then? Tell me your worst, and we’ll see if I stay,” I yelled.

His nostrils flared and his eyes flashed with fury. Before I knew what was happening, he had me around the waist and off my feet while he carried me to the bed. Dumping me on my back, he straddled me, hands pinned either side of my body. He stared down at me with the same level of frustration I felt towards him.

“You’re playing with fucking fire, Monroe. I’m trying to tell you that I will hurt you. I will fuck with you. I will fucking rip your heart out and smash it to pieces. And you’re not fucking listening. But you need to know that’s what I do. I’m a fucking monster.” His chest pumped furiously as he struggled for breath while spewing his toxic words all over the place.

Rage and passion collided in the room around us as we both fought for what we wanted. He wanted me gone; wanted to save me from himself. I wanted him to understand I didn’t love small. When I let him in my life, I chose to accept all the parts of him and to love them equally. And I loved big as fuck. He couldn’t escape it.

I clutched his shirt. “You are not a monster. And I’m not fucking going anywhere. Go ahead, hurt me, fuck with me and rip my heart out. That’s what love is, Hyde. It’s the good with the bad. I can take it. But you better be ready for me to fuck you up, too. Because that’s love. The give and take is where the magic is. I want to bleed with you and cry with you and be slayed with you. And then I want to laugh with you and build a future with you and get wet in my shower with you. You made me fall for you. Now you can man the fuck up and show me why I made the right decision.”

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Valentine's Day Freebie – Kick & Evie


Happy Valentine's Day!!

I asked my readers in my Facebook group to help me decide which Sydney Storm MC couple to write a bonus Valentine's scene about, and also asked them to tell me the hottest place they've had sex. They chose Kick & Evie from Relent, and I chose one of the locations that a reader (hi Avelyn!) had listed as her hottest location. I hope you love this!! I really loved being back with Kick & Evie!

Note: this scene takes place almost a year after they had their baby daughter, Elizabeth.


Evie's POV

Kick was pissed off and coming towards me with an expression on his face that let me know it. The fact I’d dragged him from a job King had told him had to be done today really didn’t help, but in my defence, the job I’d asked him to come and do for my friend was important, too.

He made it to where I stood and looked around at our surroundings before meeting my gaze again. “You wanna tell me what the fuck I’m doing in a church? And why I had to come do this right fuckin’ now?”

Yep, he was pissed.

I placed my hand on his chest in an effort to quiet his irritation. “Avelyn needs your help.”

He glanced down at his chest. “It’s not gonna work, Evie.”

I played dumb. “What’s not gonna work?”

Removing my hand from his body, he said, “Trying to calm me down by touching me. I was in the middle of shit that has to be done today, which means your Valentine’s plans for tonight are now fucked up. There’s no fuckin’ way King’s gonna let today pass by without that shit handled.”

“What time do you think you’ll be home now?” Surely whatever it was wouldn’t take all night.

“I doubt it’ll be before eight. You’ll be almost passed out by then.”

He was right. I barely made it to nine p.m. these days. I wasn’t sure how any mother stayed up late. Our one year old stole all my energy, not leaving much for my husband.

“I’m sorry, Kick,” I said softly, disappointed that I’d ruined our plans for tonight, “but I knew you could help Avelyn with this situation. I promise I’ll make it up to you.”

His eyes remained glued to mine, a storm of emotions passing through them before finally he raked his fingers through his hair and exhaled a frustrated breath. “Fuck, Evie, you don’t have to make it up to me, but we do need to reschedule our Valentine’s plans.”

I frowned. “I thought Kick Hanson didn’t do Valentine’s Day. Why do you want to reschedule?”

He snaked his arm around my waist and pulled me close. “I couldn’t give a fuck about Valentine’s Day. What I do give a fuck about, though, is spending time with my wife, and lately I haven’t been getting that time. So yeah, our plans for tonight need to be moved to tomorrow night if we can swing a babysitter.”

My heart swelled with love for the man standing in front of me. The last year had been hard on our marriage. I imagined the first year of your first child would be hard on a lot of marriages. Add to that the stress Kick’s club had been under for a lot of that year and the fact I’d struggled with adapting to being a stay-at-home mum, and we’d taken a hit. But through it all, Kick had never once let me down. He’d stood by my side the entire time and fought for us.

Gripping the back of his neck, I angled his head so I could kiss him and then said, “I love you.”

His gaze found mine again and he groaned as he looked down at me. “Fuck, baby, you kiss me when I haven’t had you for three days, and you think I can control myself? In a fuckin’ church of all places.”

I bit my lip, trying not to grin. I’d never grow tired of the way Kick wanted me. Catching sight of Avelyn walking towards us, I said, “You’re going to have to. We have company.” I pressed my hands against his chest so I could push him away from me. “And, you’ve got work to do.”

Heat flared in his eyes. “I don’t give a fuck if you’re asleep tonight when I get home—expect to be woken up.”

Growly Kick was my favourite, and I squeezed my legs together at his promise. The thing he didn’t realise was that he could wake me any night and I wouldn’t complain. I just never told him that because I also desperately wanted my sleep.

“Hey you two,” Avelyn greeted us with a smile before shifting her attention to Kick. “Thank you for coming. I truly appreciate it.”

Avelyn’s husband was the church pastor and was away at the moment. That was why I’d called Kick. A bad storm last night had caused some roof damage I was fairly sure he could fix.

Kick nodded at her. “No worries.”

I knew Avelyn through my mother who had started attending the church six months ago, but Kick had never had much to do with her. I wasn’t a churchgoer, but I’d gotten to know her after Mum had dragged me along to a morning tea. Avelyn and I had hit it off straight away, and she and I began a friendship I now treasured.

She pointed up at the left-hand side of the building. “Most of the damage is on that part of the roof—” Her phone rang, interrupting her, and after glancing at it, she said, “I’m sorry, I have to take this.”

“Absolutely,” I said, ignoring the frustration flashing in Kick’s eyes.

“Thanks. I’ll be as fast as I can, but it might not be a quick call.” She hurried out of the church, leaving us alone again.

“I’m gonna grab the ladder from my truck and take a look at the damage,” Kick said as he turned to leave.

I reached for his hand and stopped him. “Thank you for doing this.”

I wasn’t sure if it was what I said or the way I said it, but Kick liked it. I knew this because of the way he turned right back around and closed the distance between us so fast he almost knocked me over. His arm slid around me, holding me up, and his mouth smashed down on mine. He kissed me like he couldn’t get enough of me, and when he finally came up for air, he growled, “I can’t wait until tonight. My dick is so fuckin’ hard for you.”

As his hands moved to the hem of my dress, I said, “You can’t fuck me in a church, Kick.”

“Watch me, Evie. I don’t give a flying fuck where we are or whether God, Jesus or the whole fuckin’ congregation is in attendance. If I wanna fuck my woman, no one is stopping me.” With that, he ran his hand up the inside of my thigh and slid a finger into my panties.

Three days without Kick was like three days without air. In the busyness of life, I often forgot that. I was so consumed with all things Elizabeth, housework, cooking, laundry and everything else that passed by in a blur, that I forgot I needed Kick to survive. His touch always centred me and brought me back to what was important. And that sure as hell wasn’t making sure the house was spotless.

Arching my neck back, I closed my eyes, gripped his biceps and succumbed to the pleasure he gave me. When his thumb circled my clit, I murmured, “I’m going to hell for this.”

His lips pressed kisses into my neck while he continued to fuck me with his fingers. “You want me to fuck you on the pew or up there on the altar?” His voice dropped to a low sexy gravel as he said, “Forget that question. I’ve already decided.”

I opened my eyes, taking in the stained-glass windows surrounding us, and the rich, dark wood ceiling that brought back memories of Sunday school and the bible I used to love reading as a child.

My senses were overwhelmed not only by the thought of having sex in a church, but also by Kick’s scent and touch. With every stroke of his finger and every kiss of his lips, I fell completely under his spell. For all I cared, he could rip the cross off the wall and fuck me on that.

I really was going to hell.

Moving my hands from his biceps up over his shoulders to his neck, I took hold of his face to bring his mouth down to mine. We lost ourselves in a kiss that made my knees weak. I clung to Kick, hooking one leg around him while he brought me to orgasm.

It shattered through me, and as I cried out his name, Kick dragged his lips from mine to rasp, “Definitely to hell, baby.”

With that, he scooped me up into his arms and walked me to the alter railing. Depositing me on the ground, he ordered, “Grip that railing and bend over for me. And let’s see if God can’t help me get you pregnant again.”

My senses came back to me as he said that. “Shit, Kick, Avelyn could come back any minute.” I couldn’t deny it though—the fact we could get caught made this hot.

Determination flared on his face and in his eyes. “Evie,” he warned me in a low, deep tone, “turn around. I’m not going another fuckin’ minute without that sweet cunt of yours.”

If there was one thing Kick was good at, it was getting what he wanted, especially when it came to sex. He had this way of taking what he wanted without actually forcing me to give it to him. His bossiness turned me on more than I wanted it to, and today was no different.

I did as he said, my whole body buzzing with need. I could hardly think straight thanks to what he was demanding.

God, I wanted this as much as he did.

He slid his zip down, the sound echoing through the church.

My breaths quickened as he lifted my skirt up over my ass and pulled my panties down.

I gripped the railing hard right before he thrust inside of me.

“Fuck,” he ground out, his hands coming to my hips. “Three days is too long to go without this.”

I had to agree.

With my eyes firmly on the large cross hanging on the wall in front of us, I took every thrust, thankful that my husband was skilled at lasting the distance. Kick hardly ever came fast, and right now, as he fucked me in this church, delivering pleasure like only he could, I stared up at that cross and thanked God for giving him to me.

Kick roared his release long after I came. I was barely still standing by then. He’d fucked me so damn hard I struggled to remember my own name, let alone how to use my legs to hold myself up.

His strong arms circled me, and he pulled me into his embrace, my back to his front. Dropping a kiss to my shoulder, he said, “Don’t change our plans for your mum to have Elizabeth tonight. I’ll be as fast as I can with work, and when I get home, I want you naked and in the bath. We’re starting a new Valentine’s tradition. No roses, no dinners out, no movies, none of that shit. Valentine’s is reserved for the longest fuckin’ sex marathon of the year, starting in the bath because that’s your favourite place in the house. You get to pick how you want it. My only request is the cuffs come out.” He paused and spun me around to face him before adding, “And so you know, we’ll still be honouring this tradition in our seventies. We clear?”

I grinned up at him, loving everything about this idea. “We’re clear, Mr. Hanson. And just so you know, you better bring your stamina with you. I intend to work you hard tonight.”

“I fuckin’ hope so, baby.”

I hope you loved being back with Kick & Evie!! Feel free to share this post by clicking one of the share buttons below.

Nina x

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New Release – Risk Part One is LIVE!

Last year I wrote part one of a sexy office romance titled Risk. This story features a quirky female lead that stole my heart while writing her – Charlize Cohen. She's everything I'm not and possibly that's why I love her so much. Charlize steals Owen's attention from their very first encounter (that scene was fun and hilarious to write!) and he pursues her, refusing to take no for an answer. Honestly, these two were so much fun to write, and I can't wait to get back to finish their story soon.

Risk Part One was originally published in The Vault collection last October. Today it is available on its own on all sites, and I'm excited for you to meet Owen & Charlize if you haven't already. Check out the excerpt I have shared below. These two have amazing chemistry! And while this story doesn't have any dirty talking bikers or rockers in it, Owen brings the hot and sexy that you love in my books. I have to tell you, though, that I'd read this story for Charlize alone, I love her that much!

Risk is a contemporary romance with a side of romantic comedy thrown in, and plenty of heat. I hope you love it as much as I do.


He's her boss.
They can't resist each other.
But will the risk be worth everything they chance losing?

I’m comfortable with risk.
I deal with it every day of my life.
Hell, I fucking live for the adrenaline rush it gives me.
The challenge.
The gamble.
The conquest.
When Charlize Cohen walks into my life, she proves to be the biggest risk I’ll ever take.
I throw all my strategies out the window.
I ignore all the alarm bells going off.
I lose my damn mind.
I’m free-falling.
She’s the biggest adrenaline rush of my life, but she might also be the rush that crashes my life to the ground.

This is the same Risk by Nina Levine that appeared in The Vault Volume One boxed set.

This story contains all the panty-melting sexiness and alpha goodness that Nina Levine books are known for.

This is Part One of Risk. Part Two will be out in early 2018.




She pokes her tongue at me and smacks my chest. “Funny.”

This is the second time she’s smacked me. The last time, she regretted it. This time I’m not giving her that option. I quickly flick my hand out to grasp her wrist and hold it against my chest. “Every time you do that, you move me closer to kissing you.”

Her eyes widen a fraction. It’s almost unnoticeable, but I’m trained to notice every little thing about people. To figure out the risk involved with whatever they’re trying to sell me. I half expect her to pull away, but she doesn’t. Instead, she shifts so she can bring her mouth almost to mine. Her eyes stay glued to mine as she says, “I’ve imagined kissing you. Every damn day since we met.” She traces my lips with her finger, causing my dick to harden. “I think that kissing you would become an obsession. Kinda like swimming naked with you would.”



Her voice is breathy as all hell. It fucking turns me on like I’ve never been turned on before.

And swimming naked?

I have no idea where that came from, but I’m down. She must love swimming, though, because she mentioned it the night we met, too.

“Obsessions can be good things, Charlize. You should try it and see.”

Her breathing picks up a little. Her desire fuels my own. Hell, at this point, I’m wondering if instead of kissing her, I’ll be spreading her out across this table and fucking her.

“There’s this slight issue,” she says, her gaze dropping to my lips. “Fucking your boss is frowned upon.”

If I thought I was turned on before, I don’t know what the fuck you’d call what I’m feeling now. She only has to utter the words ‘fucking your boss’ and my body stirs like it hasn’t in a long time. A long fucking time to be exact.

I want her in my arms, her lips on mine.
I want her under me.
I want my cock everywhere in her.

I settle for my hand on her thigh, my fingers sliding under the hem of her skirt. “It’s a good thing I’m the boss and that I say fucking me would not be frowned upon.”



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He's her boss.
They can't resist each other.
But will the risk be worth everything they chance losing?

I’m comfortable with risk.
I deal with it every day of my life.
Hell, I fucking live for the adrenaline rush it gives me.
The challenge.
The gamble.
The conquest.
When Charlize Cohen walks into my life, she proves to be the biggest risk I’ll ever take.
I throw all my strategies out the window.
I ignore all the alarm bells going off.
I lose my damn mind.
I’m free-falling.
She’s the biggest adrenaline rush of my life, but she might also be the rush that crashes my life to the ground.

**Please note this is part one of the story so it ends on a cliffhanger. I’ll be releasing the full novel early next year.



“The chemistry between these two is off the charts hot! The storyline is incredible. It's as funny as it is sexy. I can't wait to read more.” – Amazon Reviewer

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Storm (Book One)
Fierce (Book Two)
Blaze (Book Three)
Revive (Book Four)
Slay (Book Five)
Sassy Christmas (Book 5.5)
Illusive (Book Six)
Command (Book Seven)
Havoc (Book Eight)

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