About the author
Ker Dukey, Is based in the UK, where she lives with her husband and small children and also their beloved Goldendoodle, Murphy (who has yet to discover he isn't, in fact, a human) 

When she's not lost in the world of her characters or being Mum, Ker likes to read and catch up with her followers on social media. 



My books all tend to be darker romance, an edge of your seat, angst-filled reads. My advice to my readers when starting one of my titles, prepare for the unexpected.

I have always had a passion for storytelling, whether it be through lyrics or bedtime stories with my sisters growing up.
My mum would always have a book in her hand when I was young and passed on her love for reading, inspiring me to venture into writing my own. I tend to have a darker edge to my writing. Not all love stories are made of light; some are created in darkness but are just as powerful and worth telling.

When I'm not lost in the world of characters, I love spending time with my family. I'm a mum, and that comes first in my life, but when I do get down time, I love attending music concerts or reading events with my younger sister.
















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  TAKING AVERY
(A Lilith's Army MC Novel.)

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When a reckless act upsets the balance between two MC clubs, everyone is fair game in the war that erupts. 
Avery belongs to Lilith’s Army now, after being taken against her will, but she isn't just anyone, she's a Cutter's MC Princess, and they don't take kindly to people taking what's theirs.

As Avery’s life starts to spiral out of control, she finds that her only hope of survival is to put her trust in the man she doesn’t trust at all. The only man that can bring destruction to not only both clubs, but also to her heart.

When the fallout reaches beyond just the two clubs, the consequences bring death, devastation, and chaos for everyone. 
The dynamics of both clubs change forever in the wake that follows. Fate isn’t done teaching Avery that life isn’t always better with the devil you know sometimes it’s with the devil you don’t.


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Pretty Broken Dolls.

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Betrayal and rage, a festering sting.
Monster vs Master. Who will be king?

Damaged and desperate, a solution they must find,
To bring back the dolly who is one of a kind.

Disloyalty and failure will not be forgiven.
Seeking revenge, the monster is driven.

Hungry for his affection, our master has waited.
These broken dollies lives have already been fated.

The storm is upon us, the chaos raining down,
Now that the big players have come to town.

Who will come out breathing with their prize by their side?
And who will be collateral damage along for the ride?

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Benny, broken, hurting, and alone
Lost his dolly, his love, his home.
Injured and searching, reborn anew,
He finds himself befriended by one who’s true.
Learning about the world, urges, and lust.
Finding a new future, a new dolly, is a must.
Then out of old pain, fresh prospects come to life,

Benny’s sick mind summons him, so his hand takes the knife.
Have you ever been so lost that you became a shadow? Lurking but not living. Existing in the background where no one notices you.
My doll betrayed me, killed me in more ways than she realized.
I’m watching, waiting, wanting.
One day soon she’ll give me back what she took away…
it’s funny how life works that way.

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Evi Devil. 
Yes, that’s really my name.
The irony is not lost on me.
I was created from two evil souls and have the name to prove it. 
Devil worshipers, perverts, murderer.
Are all terms used to describe the parents I refuse to remember.
My mind won’t allow me to. 
And why would I want to? 
One born of dirty blood running through her veins can never truly be clean from its murky hue. 
No matter what they try to tell me happened in my past, my mind denies me access, therefore how can I know it’s true? 
How can I believe that’s what I’m born from?
Glimpses of my past haunt me, the screams of terror echo in the silent darkness of my memories, trying to remind me that my Mother went from room to room butchering our family. 
I’ve learned from scars that I suffered abuse and that my Father and siblings weren’t my Mother’s only victims. 
Hearing what they tell me.
Reading the words printed in the papers.
None of it can prepare me for what’s to come. 
My biggest lesson is learning that some memories we suppress for a reason

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