Spencer Riggs is sexy, intense and driven in his pursuit of all things racing. That pursuit now includes me. The cocky bad boy of racing struts onto my team like he owns it. One look from him and I can tell he thinks he owns me too. I'm determined to resist that panty-melting smile he keeps flashing my way. I have no time for distractions. Fulfilling a last promise to my father is my only goal.

Maddix Hart is defiant and intelligent. Loyal and real. Determined and sexy. And damn it to hell, before I know it, she’s in my head, in our bed . . . and if I’m not careful, she’ll see there’s more to me than the man I show the public. She’ll discover the man I hide from the world. The one who struggles to live up to the unrealistic expectations that should never have been mine.

You don't mess around with a teammates ex. Ever. But that's easier said than done when it comes to Blair Carmichael. She's sexy, intelligent, gorgeous, and one hundred percent off-limits. And I've never fallen harder. But I can't touch (when I most definitely want to). My teams success and my chance at a new contract for next season depend on me keeping my hands on the wheel. And off her curves.

Rossi is his own worst enemy. He doesn’t care what people think or what’s expected of him. And he’s reached the pinnacle of his sport because of his bad boy ways. He’s unpredictable and reckless on the track. He’s even worse off of it. After years of circling around each other, all it took was one night, one uncharacteristic act of chivalry, to know I wanted more with the man everyone hates.

In the ruthless world of Formula 1, speed is everything. Careers are made in seconds. Reputations are destroyed in headlines. And behind every helmet is a man carrying pressure, legacy, and secrets that threaten to derail it all. From racing royalty and reckless bad boys to relentless champions and men on the brink of losing control, the drivers of the Full Throttle Collection live life at three hundred kilometers per hour—on and off the track. But the greatest risk they’ll ever take? Falling in love. High heat. High stakes. High speed. This is Formula 1 romance—full throttle.