Title: Forge
Author: ML Nystrom
Series: Iron City Nights MC, #2
Genre: MC Romance
Release Date: March 19, 2026
Publisher: Hot Tree Publishing
Cover Designer: Booksmith Design
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He’s a craftsman who craves peace. She’s a storm with secrets. Together, they’ll forge something stronger—or shatter beyond repair.
Camshaft just wants to keep his head down—making knives, fixing engines, and keeping the Iron City Knights running in their new direction. With the club fighting to clean up its reputation, he’s sworn off drama and distractions.
Then Sabrina barrels into town. Sharp-tongued, fearless, and hiding a past she doesn’t fully understand, she turns Cam’s quiet world upside down. Rumor has it she’s the daughter of Scrap, the club’s disgraced ex-president—and if that’s true, she may be the key to the Knights’ future… or their undoing.
As violent vandalism rocks the neighborhood and innocent people get hurt, the Knights are forced to hunt the ones responsible. But danger isn’t only found in the streets. Secrets swirl around Sabrina, threatening to unravel everything she’s built—and everything Cam has tried to hold steady.
When the truth explodes, Cam must decide: cling to the safety of solitude, or risk it all for the fierce, unpredictable woman who’s stolen his heart.
Explosive chemistry. Hidden legacies. A fight for love in a world built on steel and fire.
Perfect for fans of gritty MC romance, Forge delivers a blend of suspense, steam, and raw emotion in the next chapter of the Iron City Knights saga.
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“Walter Arborough. Is he in here somewhere?”
Cam jumped at the authoritative yell. This woman wasn’t messing around.
The blonde huffed and rolled her eyes. Camshaft tried to stop her once more. “Look, lady, this is a private club. I don’t know of any Walter — “
“He’s the owner, from what I understand.”
Cam blinked. “You mean Scrap?”
She flipped an impatient hand at him. “Whatever. I’m here to meet the owner of the bar. He’s supposed to be the president of the Iron City Knights, so someone here has to know him. You gonna find him for me, or do I need to keep hollering until he shows up?”
Camshaft’s inner alarm bells started ringing. Something told him he was going to regret his next action, but like a mudslide rolling down a hill, there was no stopping this. He pointed to the back, where Scrap and Baghouse were engaged in a game of chess.
“That’s him? The president?”
Cam nodded. “Ex-president, but yeah, that’s him.”
She shook herself before dropping her self-confident mask back in place. Her steps were sure and steady as she clomped across the wood floor toward the two men.
“Are you Walter Arborough?”
Scrap scowled at the interruption to his game. He raised his head from the board at a sharp angle, partially hiding the black eyepatch that covered the empty socket. He stared at the woman with his one good eye. “Who the fuck are you?” he sneered with such contempt, Cam thought the woman might burn from the acid.
The woman spat back with as much ire as Scrap. “I’m your fuckin’ daughter. That’s who, asshole!”
I've had stories in my head since I was a child. All sorts of stories of fantasy, romance, mystery and anything else that captured my interest. I'm a voracious reader, and have spent many hours in my life devouring books, therefore it's only fitting I should write a few myself!
I've spent most of my life as a performing musician and band instrument repair technician, but that doesn't mean I'm pigeon-holed into one mold. I've been a university professor, belly dancer, craftsperson, soap maker, singer, rock band artist, jewelry maker, lifeguard, swim coach, and whatever else I feel like exploring. As one of my students said to me once, "Life's too short to ignore the opportunities." I have no intention of ever stopping so welcome to my story world. I hope you enjoy it!












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