by Zoey Parker
“No roommates?”
“No roommates.”
“That’s interesting.” I left it at that for a while as they played. Good. She didn’t even have a pet to bitch about when I told her my idea.
“Do you live far away?” I asked.
“Sort of,” she admitted. “Riverview Terrace.”
I should have known—the nicest part of town. Even Gigi knew that. Her eyes went round.
“I thought rich people lived there!” She looked shocked. I had to laugh a little, and so did Jamie.
“I’m not rich, sweetie.”
“But you can’t afford that on a teacher’s salary either,” I pointed out.
“That’s none of your business,” she replied icily.
“Rich parents?”
“I said it’s none of your business.” She took a turn, then let Gigi take hers.
“Rich parents,” I decided. “That’s nothing to be ashamed of. I mean, you want to take people to your house, it’s good to have a nice house to take them to.”
She looked at me and I saw hope in her eyes. She thought I meant I was letting her take Gigi. She was wrong, of course. I would let her keep thinking it, though.
“You don’t have one of those side jobs, do you? You know, the way some teachers do? Not if you live at Riverview Terrace.”
She raised one eyebrow over her clear, sparkling eyes. “No. I don’t.”
“Right, I forgot. Your parents are loaded.”
“Were.” The word dropped like a bomb. Even Gigi looked at her, surprised at the way her tone of voice changed. I went quiet for a minute.
“Sorry,” I muttered. I felt like an ass. Still, that explained a few things. So she inherited a shit ton of money when her parents died. She lived in a nice place. She could live on a teacher’s salary because she had a trust fund, probably. So she thought she was in good shape to take my kid away. Interesting.
I let them play the game for a while, thinking about my plan. Yeah, it was the best way to go. I couldn’t let my daughter live with a stranger. She was mine. She was comfortable at the clubhouse. So, if Jamie wanted her, she’d have to agree with my rules.
When the game finally finished—Gigi pulled a good card, sending her to the end of the board in record time—I motioned for Jamie to follow me to my office. Flash asked Gigi to teach him how to play the game, which I would have laughed my ass off at if it wasn’t kind of cute. Gigi was very serious, explaining the rules. She sounded like a teacher herself.
I closed the door. Jamie folded her arms. “What is it now?”
I smirked. “You have a nasty attitude.”
“Wouldn’t you? You’re sitting out there, playing games with me. What was that all about?”
“I wanted to know what kind of person you are.”
“Bullshit. You were digging for something.”
I laughed. I couldn’t help it. “Fine. You’re right. I was.”
“And? Did you find out what you wanted to know?”
“Oh yeah. More than that. You’re perfect for my plan.”
She looked like she didn’t believe me—or she didn’t believe I could come up with a plan. “What would that be?”
“You wanna make sure my daughter is safe?”
“More than anything.” I believed her, too.
“Okay. If you wanna make sure she’s safe, then you can stay here and take care of her.”
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Ravage
I’m a man of few words. The ones I use are violent:
Brawl. Claim. Ravage.
It was lust at first sight.
She looked too damn nice up on that stage to pass up.
A body that curved in all the right places.
Skin demanding that I seize it and squeeze it.
And those eyes…
Eyes I’d never forget.
What would you have done?
I know what I did: I bought her.
Then I took her home and let her know who she belonged to now.
She screamed my name until the rafters shook.
Don’t act like you would have done anything different.
That should have been the end of it.
But if she was just an expensive lay,
you wouldn’t be reading this story.
There was a whole lot more I had yet to find out.
Only one thing I knew for certain:
I hadn’t had my fill of Michelle.
Not. Even. Close.
Bounty
A picture is worth a thousand words, but I only need three:
You. Are. Mine.
The life I lead isn't for the faint of heart.
A man like me has to say what he means.
Take what he wants.
And fight to keep what he has.
Erica thought she would be safe behind her camera.
Little did she know she was teetering on the edge of the rabbit hole.
When she sees something she shouldn't have,
she falls in.
She's lucky I showed up when I did.
Without me, she'd be thrown to the wolves.
Torn apart.
Devoured.
But it doesn't take long before she starts to wonder.
Is she better off on her own…
…or at the mercy of the beast inside me?
At the end of the day, it doesn't matter.
I tell her how it is:
"Moan as loud as you want, babe.
You aren't going anywhere."
Trouble
He took my sister.
I’m next.
My baby sister went missing over a month ago, and I’d give anything to find her. After countless hours of searching, the trail of clues leads me to Gabriel Hunt, leader of the Crooked Souls MC.
He’s sexy, strong…
…and the last man to see my sister alive.
Before I know it, I’m tumbling down the rabbit hole. I’m being chased, threatened, and almost killed. There’s only one place to turn: right into Gabriel’s arms.
He is a danger unto himself, but I can’t stop myself from craving his touch. Only time will tell whether he’ll be the key to solving my sister’s disappearance, or the last stop before my downfall.
I thought I was doing the hunting. But I'm coming to find out that I'm the one being hunted.
Monster
I thought he was my savior.
If only I’d known he was a murderer, too.
Getting trapped in the snow was my own fault.
For a moment, I thought I would die out there.
So when the sexiest man I’ve ever seen pulls me back from the brink of death,
I suppose I should be grateful.
He takes me home, warms me up…
…and lights a fire inside me that only his touch can heal.
Now I’m burning with desire for Jax —
his hands, his mouth, his body.
I know he’s no good for me,
but nothing can stop me from craving him.
That is, until his past rears its ugly head.
But by the time I learn he’s truly a monster,
it might already be too late.
At first, she wanted no part of me. But some kinds of darkness are hard to resist…
I know I’m not a good guy.
Ever since my wife died, I’ve had a single rule when it comes to women:
One night only.
In all these years, I’ve never broken it.
That is, until I met Christina.
She’s got a body like sin and a sassy mouth to boot.
I want to f**k her until she’s hoarse from screaming my name.
She doesn’t know I have secrets.
She doesn’t know what I’ve done.
And even after she discovers who I really am, it won’t matter anymore.
She’ll have to find out the hard way:
once you come home with me,
there’s no going back.
A Secret Vow
I wanted safety.
He wanted a baby.
An abusive fiancé had me trapped in a life I hated.
He hit me often. Hurt me plenty.
I knew one thing: I had to get away.
I took the first chance I had to escape:
With a mysterious biker I hardly knew.
He promised to protect me.
But when I hear what he wants in return,
I freak.
Out of the frying pan and into the fire.
I’m just praying I don’t get burned.
Growing up on the streets taught me one thing:
when you want something, take it.
I play fast and loose, not nice. My job running street races for the Inked Angels MC isn’t for the lighthearted.
The women are just a perk. I’m with them for one night only — then they’re in my rearview mirror, never to be seen again.
Until Kendra.
There’s something about her.
Something fragile. Royal. Worth protecting.
Lucky for me, that’s just what she wants.
I make her a deal: protection for a baby.
I’ve spent my whole life untamed and racing time.
But when it comes to Kendra,
I’m ready to do things slowly…
One f*ck at a time.
A Sinful Vow
I'm about to marry a monster – and there's not a thing I can do to stop it.
Olivia
I don't deserve this.
All I wanted was to escape my past.
But when my brother needed me to get him out of trouble,
I didn't have a choice.
Now I'm standing at the altar with an animal...
A handsome, rugged animal.
He's going to bend me over.
Break me.
Swallow me whole.
And I'm about to be his...
'til death do us part.
Blaze
I don't chase girls – I replace them.
And I thought I'd seen the last of Olivia.
But when the survival of the club depends on it,
I didn't have a choice.
But now that I'm about to marry her,
there's only one thing on my mind:
Finish what I started.
She might hate me, but I don't give a damn.
I'm going to make her MINE.
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