The Biker King's Bride
A dangerous deal. A ruthless husband. And a marriage that was never meant to be real… until he made it very, very real. Vivienne Carter is on the run—from her past, from her mistakes, and from the monster who once called himself her husband. With nowhere left to hide, she turns to the most dangerous man in the city and offers him a deal he can’t refuse. Marry me. Protect me. Own me. Ronan Calloway doesn’t do favors. As the brutal president of the Iron Vultures, his world is built on blood, power, and control. But when Vivienne walks into his life, desperate and reckless, he decides to keep her. His name was on her lips. His ring on her finger. His rules. His bride. The deal was supposed to be simple—no feelings, no complications. But Ronan doesn’t play fair. And when his new wife starts defying him, pushing him, begging for trouble, he decides to teach her what it really means to belong to him. Hard. Deep. Without mercy. Now, Vivienne isn’t just his wife. She’s his obsession. And when he finds out she’s carrying his baby, there’s no turning back. She can fight. She can run. But she’ll never be free. Because Ronan doesn’t share. And he’ll kill anyone who tries to take what’s his.
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Chapter: Chapter 132Vivienne's POV I woke to the sound of the wind and for a few seconds, I didn't know where I was.The darkness around me was soft rather than frightening, broken only by the faint glow of the city far below and the scattered stars overhead.Then I felt the warmth beside me.Ronan.My eyes slowly adjusted, and I found myself tucked against his side beneath the thick blanket he'd pulled over us. His arm was wrapped securely around my waist, his hand resting loosely against my stomach.For once, there was no shouting. No threats, no Grant and no questions hanging over our heads.Just us.I smiled faintly, and it felt almost strange. Peace had become such a foreign thing in my life that I wasn't entirely sure what to do with it.I shifted slightly, and Ronan stirred immediately.“Hey.” His eyes opened. "You okay?"His voice was rough with sleep, and for some reason, it warmed me up from the inside. "Yeah.”I nodded. His gaze traveled over me anyway, checking. Slowly, his eyes moved ov
Last Updated: 2026-08-19
Chapter: Chapter 131Vivienne's POV "My turn."I barely let the words settle before I was shifting my weight, pulling away from the heavy heat of his chest. Ronan blinked, his dark eyes still hazy with the aftershocks of his own climax, looking entirely caught off guard. Before he could process what I was doing, I caught him by the shoulders, pushing him back until he was sitting upright, resting against the oversized pillows stacked against the cab of the truck.He let out a low, questioning rumble, his chest still heaving beneath the cool night air. I didn't give him a chance to ask before I leaned in, pressing my lips to his in a slow, deep, agonizingly sensual kiss.“Fuck, Vivienne.” His groan vibrated straight into my mouth, his large fingers immediately lacing into my hair, holding me to him as if he couldn't bear any distance between us. He tried to angle his hips, his hands dropping to my waist to pull me back down, but I pulled away just an inch, teasing him by sinking my teeth sharply in
Last Updated: 2026-08-14
Chapter: Chapter 130Vivienne's POV The words echoed in my head and all around me for the longest time. Heck, if it wasn't for the shocked look on Ronan's face, I would have told myself that I'd actually imagined it. Ronan’s eyes darkened at my words, a familiar, dangerous heat flashing behind them that had nothing to do with the night air and everything to do with the way we looked at each other. For a second, the commander of the clubhouse fought a silent war with the man holding my hand in the back of a truck."You're a menace, Vivienne," he murmured, his breath ghosting over my lips."So I've been told," I whispered back, leaning into the warmth of his chest.He didn't fight it anymore as his large hand slid up the back of my neck, tangling gently in my hair as his mouth crashed down onto mine. It wasn't the tentative, careful kiss we'd shared a moment ago. This was hungry, desperate, and entirely consuming. All the unspoken fears, the weeks of agonizing separation, and the heavy shadow of Lana'
Last Updated: 2026-08-06
Chapter: Chapter 129Vivienne's POV The moment we stepped out of the room, Ronan stopped walking."What?" I asked, looking up at him.Instead of answering, he reached into the pocket of his jacket and pulled out a folded strip of black fabric.“Ronan.” I frowned. "...Is that a blindfold?""It is."“Okay.” I blinked. "Should I be worried?""Depends.""On what?""Whether you trust me."I stared at him for a long second before folding my arms across my chest."You know, most people usually buy someone dinner before kidnapping them." I tried to fight a smile, but it was way harder than I thought. "I already bought you dinner." Ronan raises an eyebrow, amusement flashing in his eyes. "Good point. So?" I narrowed my eyes suspiciously. "You're not taking me somewhere to dispose of my body, are you?""If I wanted to do that, I wouldn't need the blindfold." The corner of his mouth twitched."Wow.""You asked." He shrugged. "I suddenly regret asking." I pouted and a quiet chuckle escaped him. God, I'd missed
Last Updated: 2026-08-05
Chapter: Chapter 128Vivienne's POV "Oh my God."The words escaped before I could stop them. I stood frozen in the doorway, my hand still wrapped around the handle as I stared into the room.For a long moment, my brain simply refused to make sense of what I was seeing.The spare room I'd expected to find full of dusty furniture and forgotten boxes had been transformed.Not into something extravagant, and not into the kind of over-the-top romantic display I'd seen in movies.It was, warm.Soft amber lights had been strung carefully across the ceiling, their gentle glow chasing away every dark corner. A small table sat near the window, covered with a plain white cloth that wasn't perfectly straight, as though whoever had laid it there had done it without the slightest clue what they were doing.There were two plates, two glasses, a bottle of wine, a pair of candles, with one of them leaning slightly to one side.I smiled despite myself.One corner of the room held a small speaker playing music so quiet
Last Updated: 2026-08-02
Chapter: Chapter 127Vivienne's POV Three days.It had been three days since Ronan and I had finally torn down every wall between us. Three days since we'd learned the truth about our baby. Three days since he'd promised that whatever came next, I wouldn't face it alone.And yet, I still couldn't shake the feeling that something had changed. Not just between us, but around us.The clubhouse had become quieter in a way that made the back of my neck prickle. Conversations stopped whenever I walked into a room, whispers followed after I left while some people smiled awkwardly before looking away.Others didn't even bother pretending, they simply stared and I could almost hear the questions running through their heads.Was she telling the truth? Did Ronan actually forgive her? Was the baby really his?Nobody dared ask me, especially not after the way Ronan had shut Lana down. That hadn't stopped them from wondering, it just meant they whispered when they thought I couldn't hear."...I still don't know wha
Last Updated: 2026-07-30
Die Braut des Bikerkönigs
Ein gefährlicher Pakt. Ein skrupelloser Ehemann. Und eine Ehe, die nie echt sein sollte … bis er sie auf bittere Weise real werden ließ. Vivienne Carter ist auf der Flucht – vor ihrer Vergangenheit, vor ihren Fehlern und vor dem Monster, das sich einst ihren Ehemann nannte. Ohne Zuflucht wendet sie sich an den gefährlichsten Mann der Stadt und bietet ihm einen Deal an, den er nicht ablehnen kann: Heirate mich. Beschütze mich. Besitze mich. Ronan Calloway ist nicht für Gefälligkeiten bekannt. Als brutaler Präsident der Iron Vultures basiert seine Welt auf Blut, Macht und Kontrolle. Doch als Vivienne verzweifelt und ungestüm in sein Leben tritt, beschließt er, sie zu behalten. Sein Name lag auf ihren Lippen. Sein Ring an ihrem Finger. Seine Regeln. Seine Braut. Der Deal sollte einfach sein – keine Gefühle, keine Komplikationen. Doch Ronan spielt nicht fair. Und als seine neue Frau beginnt, sich ihm zu widersetzen, ihn zu provozieren und nach Ärger zu betteln, beschließt er, ihr zu zeigen, was es wirklich bedeutet, ihm zu gehören. Hart. Tief. Gnadenlos. Vivienne ist jetzt nicht mehr nur seine Frau. Sie ist seine Obsession. Und als er erfährt, dass sie von ihm schwanger ist, gibt es kein Zurück mehr. Sie kann sich wehren. Sie kann fliehen. Aber sie wird niemals frei sein. Denn Ronan teilt nicht. Und er wird jeden töten, der versucht, ihm das zu nehmen, was ihm gehört.
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Chapter: Kapitel 6Viviennes SichtIch stieg aus dem Auto und erstarrte. Das hatte ich überhaupt nicht erwartet. Vor mir stand eine riesige Villa, die jeden Winkel des Raumes verdunkelte. Tatsächlich waren die blendenden Lampen, die die Ecken des Anwesens erhellten, die einzige Lichtquelle, die mir vergönnt war.Das Anwesen war gewaltig, mit dunklen, efeubewachsenen Steinmauern. Hinter uns ragten eiserne Tore empor, und mir entgingen die Überwachungskameras an jedem Eingang nicht. Überall um uns herum standen Männer Wache, ihre Blicke durchdringend.Ich war nicht geübt im Umgang mit Schusswaffen oder anderen Waffen, aber ich wusste, dass diese Leute jemanden selbst aus der Entfernung eines Autos ausschalten konnten. Ihre Gesichter sprachen Bände.Kalt und rücksichtslos.Ich hatte ein Clubhaus erwartet. Eine raue, heruntergekommene Biker-Höhle. Aber ich hätte mich nicht mehr irren können.Dies war nicht einfach nur das Zuhause eines Bikers. Dies war das Zuhause eines Königs. Ein skrupelloser Biker-König,
Last Updated: 2026-08-14
Chapter: Kapitel 5Viviennes SichtIch öffnete langsam die Augen, und was ich dann sah, war ganz anders als erwartet. Ich war in einer warmen, festen Wärme aufgewacht.Mir war etwas schwindelig, aber irgendwie wirkte das, worauf ich lag, wie ein Kissen, von dem ich gar nicht wusste, dass ich es brauchte. Aus dem Augenwinkel erkannte ich etwas, das sich wie eine Lederjacke anfühlte. Ich hatte sie immer für unbequem gehalten, aber jetzt könnte ich mich einfach darauflegen und würde gar nicht mehr aufwachen wollen.Einen Moment lang ließ ich mich darin versinken, das leise Brummen des Motors wiegte mich sanft in den Schlaf. Ich kuschelte mich in meinen festen, aber weichen Untergrund, bis mir etwas auffiel.Es bewegte sich nicht nur, sondern hob und senkte sich auch mit jedem Atemzug.Moment mal.Mein Herz hämmerte mir in die Brust, als mein Verstand es begriff.Ich war nicht in einem Bett. Ich war gar nicht mehr im Motel von letzter Nacht.Ich saß in einem Auto und lag auf Ronan.Scheiße.Seine Schulter l
Last Updated: 2026-08-14
Chapter: Kapitel 4Viviennes SichtIch holte tief Luft, als ich am Eingang der Kirche stand. Ich war nicht besonders religiös, aber selbst ich spürte, dass hier etwas nicht stimmte.Das ganze Gebäude wirkte heruntergekommen, als hätte es schon bessere Zeiten gesehen. Die Buntglasfenster fingen das Licht nicht ein, sondern schienen es komplett abzuschirmen. Überall lagen Müll und wuchernde Büsche herum, und für einen kurzen Moment wurde ich an meine Schlangenphobie erinnert.Was, wenn sich eine im Gebüsch versteckte oder herumlauerte und nur darauf wartete, zuzuschlagen …„Keine Zeit!“, rief jemand hinter mir, bevor er an mir vorbeihuschte und in die Kirche verschwand. „Steig ein.“Ich konnte sein Gesicht nicht einmal erahnen, aber er war einer von Ronans Männern. Einer der vielen, die mich nicht mochten.Ich seufzte. Nachdem ich bis zehn gezählt hatte, atmete ich tief ein und aus, bevor ich meine Beine zwang, mich in Richtung Kirche zu bewegen.Drinnen war es ganz anders, als ich erwartet hatte. Ich hat
Last Updated: 2026-07-31
Chapter: Kapitel 3Ronans SichtIch wusste nicht viel über die Frau vor mir, aber eines war sicher: Sie war nicht erfreut über meine Reaktion.Ich hielt ihrem Blick stand, und während die Zeit langsam verstrich, unterdrückte ich den Drang zu lachen.Ihre großen blauen Augen wirkten wie die eines Rehs im Scheinwerferlicht, und ihre rosigen Wangen ließen sie wie eine verlegene Teenagerin aussehen.Wider besseres Wissen wanderte mein Blick ihren Hals hinab, bis er an ihrem Dekolleté hängen blieb. Es ließ nicht viel der Fantasie übrig, und ihre prallen Brüste zeichneten sich deutlich unter dem dünnen Baumwollstoff ab, den sie trug. Ich grübelte, ob sie gestresst war oder etwas anderes.„Habt ihr das gehört, Jungs?“, keuchte Damien, einer der Männer. „Der Boss heiratet! Wir müssen eine Hochzeit planen!“Alle lachten wieder mit, alle außer der Frau vor mir.„Wir brauchen einen Blumenjungen.“ Ich grinste breit. „Was meinst du, Justin? Würdest du mir die Ehre erweisen? Ich glaube …“„Du findest das vielleicht w
Last Updated: 2026-07-31
Chapter: Kapitel 2Viviennes SichtDie Zeit schien stillzustehen, alle waren wie angewurzelt. Ich hätte wirklich gedacht, die Welt sei eingefroren, bis die nächsten Ereignisse eintraten.Der Anführer der Bande nickte hinter mir, und anscheinend reichte das den anderen, um zu handeln. Einer nach dem anderen folgten sie ihrem Anführer, offensichtlich auf dem Weg, denjenigen zu bekämpfen, der es gewagt hatte, sie zu stören.„Was?“, fragte die Stimme des Fremden erneut. „Will er nicht auch gegen mich kämpfen? Ich hätte ihn nicht für einen Feigling gehalten.“Der Anführer stieß ein leises Knurren aus, und ich nutzte die Gelegenheit zur Flucht. Ich trat ihm in den Schritt, und er taumelte zurück, was mir genug Zeit gab, mich aus seinem Griff zu befreien.Eine Welle der Erleichterung durchströmte mich, aber sie hielt nicht lange an.„Komm zurück!“, knurrte er, seine Hand krallte sich in meine Schulter und hielt mich fest. Ich schrie vor Schmerz auf und merkte, dass ich nicht die Einzige war, die es schwer hatt
Last Updated: 2026-07-31
Chapter: Kapitel 1Viviennes SichtStöhnen drang in meine Ohren, und egal wie sehr ich es versuchte, ich wurde es einfach nicht los. Ich presste die Augen zusammen, aber das verstärkte nur den Albtraum, der mich bereits quälte.„Tut das weh, Baby?“, hallte Grants Stimme in meinen Ohren. Mit jedem Stoß in sie hinein fühlte ich, wie meine Welt um mich herum zusammenbrach. „Sag mir, dass es dir gefällt. Sag mir, dass dir mein Schwanz gefällt.“„Ja.“ Sie stöhnte, ihre sinnliche Stimme hallte von der verspiegelten Decke unseres Zimmers wider. Ein dünner Schweißstreifen bedeckte ihre Stirn, und wenn ihre verdrehten Augen etwas bedeuteten, dann, dass sie es genoss. Ein bisschen zu sehr, wenn du mich fragst. „Ja, Baby. Fick mich härter. Dein Schwanz fühlt sich so gut an.“„Du bist definitiv enger als meine Frau, Vee.“ Grants Worte trafen mich wie ein Schlag. „Verdammt, ich würde dich jederzeit ihr vorziehen.“Ich wusste nicht, was mehr schmerzte: die Tatsache, dass meine Anwesenheit meinen Mann nicht vom Fremdg
Last Updated: 2026-07-31
Signed to the Billionaire's Bed
One drunken mistake, one signed contract.
And now, Noelle has to spend one year in the billionaire’s bed.
Noelle's world comes crumbling when she walks into her boyfriend of three years fucking her best friend. Betrayed by her ex and suffocated by her parents’ demands, she takes her mother's advice , a blind date with a match she found on a dating app. Noelle walked into a bar looking for revenge, what she found instead was Damian Blackwood: sin in a tailored suit, the man every tabloid loved to hate.
A night of whiskey and bad decisions ended with neon lights, a priest’s collar, and a marriage certificate she doesn’t remember signing. Now, she’s Mrs. Blackwood,and the billionaire isn’t letting her walk away.
Damian offers her everything she thought she wanted: freedom from her family, payback against her ex, and more money than she’s ever dreamed of. But in exchange, he wants a polished wife on his arm,and a submissive partner in his bed.
Noelle thought she was making a deal. Instead, she signed herself into his world of power, pleasure, and rules she never knew existed.
And the fine print?
It might ruin her, or awaken a desire she can’t escape.
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Chapter: 033 Noelle Time seemed to slow to a halt as I took in what he'd just said. It was a direct order, one I was supposed to hate and probably fight against, but somehow, I found my pussy throbbing just at the thought of what was coming next. My lower belly churned in want, and it took everything in me to hold back the moan threatening to break free from my lips. In the blink of an eye, I moved to the couch, my movements jerky and fueled by a cocktail of shame and a hunger so sharp it felt like a physical ache.Shamelessly, I did exactly what he told me to do. I climbed onto the plush leather, my knees sinking in, and lowered my chest until I was pressed against the cool surface, my ass arched high in the air.I felt exposed, raw, and it shivers racing down my spine. The leather creaked against my nipples, and all that did was turn me the fuck on. Slight trembles rocked my body, and before long, I was slowly rocking my chest area back and forth, desperate for the friction and pleasu
Last Updated: 2026-01-11
Chapter: 032 Noelle I didn’t have time to process the humiliation of being at his feet before his hand shot out, his fingers wrapping firmly around my throat. He didn't squeeze hard enough to cut off my air, but just enough to remind me who owned the room. He leaned down, his face inches from mine, his scent, a mix of expensive bourbon and pure, predatory male, filling my lungs.“You’ve been a very bad girl today, Noelle,” he whispered, his thumb tracing the line of my jaw. “But you’re a very pretty one when you’re desperate.”I wanted to hate him for talking to me like that, but I couldn't. Not when every part of my body reacted to him in more ways than one. Damian didn't wait for a retort, nor a response. He leaned in instead, his mouth crashing against mine. It wasn't a kiss of reconciliation; it was a battle. My tongue fought his for dominance, a frantic, wet struggle that tasted of salt and bottled up rage. His grip on my neck tightened slightly as he angled my head, devouring me until
Last Updated: 2025-12-17
Chapter: 031031 Noelle I didn’t just kiss him; I attacked. My fingers, still clenched around his collar, were the only things tethering me to him as I pulled him down, forcing our mouths together with a desperate, and almost violent need. If Damian was mad about my choice, he didn't even show it. Not one bit. Instead, his mouth moved over mine, and when he took my bottom lip in between his teeth and nipped it, a shiver raced down my spine. Damian wasted no time in soothing the scorch by running his tongue over it, before swallowing my lips again. A low, guttural growl ripped from Damian’s throat, and I felt it vibrate through his chest. His hands, which had been fisted at his sides, now moved with brutal speed. One wrapped around my waist, his fingers digging into my flesh, and pulling me flush against his hard body. “Damian.” I gasped in between kisses as I felt something poke me. It was his cock, hard as a rock and the undeniable, rigid proof of his arousal pressing against my sto
Last Updated: 2025-12-16
Chapter: 030 Noelle I walked until my feet hurt and my thoughts got louder. One would at least that my mind would have cleared up a bit, even if it was a tiny bit, but I was wrong. Very very wrong. The city lights blurred past me as I moved without direction, my phone buzzing in my hand every few minutes like it was alive, like it knew I was unraveling. My chest still burned from Evan’s words, from the way he’d looked at me like I was something he could own if he wanted badly enough.My phone vibrated again.Mom: What did you do?Mom: The board is calling. This situation is getting out of hand.Mom: You need to start thinking responsibly.I stared at the screen, my vision swimming, then locked it and shoved the phone into my bag without replying.I couldn’t go back to the office. I couldn’t go to my mother’s house. There was nowhere left that didn’t feel like judgment waiting with open arms.Which left only one place.The realization sat heavy in my chest as I hailed a ride and gave the
Last Updated: 2025-12-15
Chapter: 029 Noelle The restaurant was too quiet for my thoughts.Soft music played somewhere above me, something slow and jazzy meant to calm people down, but all it did was make the silence between notes feel heavier. I sat at the small table near the window, my hands folded around an untouched glass of water, my reflection staring back at me from the polished surface.Too lazy to handle your own life.I swallowed.I’d tried not to think about it. I really had. I told myself I was here to clear my head, to breathe, to feel like a normal person for once instead of a problem everyone needed to fix, or discard.But Damian’s voice kept threading itself through my skull, cold and precise. No matter how hard I troed to get rid of it, it only came back ten times harder. This is why people walk all over you.My chest tightened. I stared out the window, watching people pass by with purpose, with places to go, with lives that weren’t unraveling one insult at a time.I hadn’t even realized how lon
Last Updated: 2025-12-14
Chapter: 028 Damian I didn’t stop walking until I was outside.The door to her office had barely finished reverberating from the slam before my body was already moving, muscle memory carrying me away like I hadn’t just detonated something behind me.The hallway felt too bright, too quiet and I hated it. Every single second of it. It didn't help that the employees around me were either whispering or oogling, but I didn't care about any of those. If I had my way, then best believe I would have at least snapped someone's neck, before forcing the others to scamper away. It wasn't news that I pulled both genders by being incredibly handsome and dangerously handsome, but for the life of me, I couldn't care about any of those things right now. My jaw ached from how tightly I’d been clenching it, and my hands curled into fists at my sides as I stalked toward the elevator. When the doors slid shut, sealing me inside, the silence finally hit.Hard.I leaned back against the mirrored wall, dragging
Last Updated: 2025-12-13
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