THE BIKER'S NEW FOUND MATE
Eva never wanted this life—the roar of engines, the scent of leather and gasoline, the weight of her father's legacy crushing her shoulders. As the only daughter of the Crimson Reapers' president, she's spent years trying to escape the MC world. But when a bloody turf war threatens to destroy both her father's club and the rival Steel Vipers, there's only one way to broker peace: a union sealed in chrome and rebellion. Albert, the ruthless VP of the Steel Vipers, is everything Eva despises—violent, arrogant, and dangerously magnetic. He's got sins tattooed on his knuckles and vengeance carved into his soul. The arranged marriage is a cage for them both, a business deal written in bad blood and broken promises. She's supposed to be his old lady. He's supposed to be her protection. Instead, they're gasoline and matches—combustible, toxic, and one spark away from burning everything down. But as enemies close in and betrayal bleeds through both clubs, Eva and Albert discover that the line between hate and hunger is thinner than they thought.
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Chapter: CHAPTER 62 - Fractured ProtocolI woke up screaming.Not in the chair. Not in quantum space. On cold concrete in a room I did not recognize. Subject Seven was beside me, also gasping. Both of us ejected from the network violently."What happened?" I managed between ragged breaths."He deployed both patterns simultaneously." Subject Seven clutched his head. "Modified and natural. Overlapping. Conflicting. Creating quantum interference that crashed the entire network. Three thousand subjects received contradictory instructions. Their consciousness tried to integrate two incompatible protocols at once.""Are they—""Alive. Barely. Fragmenting. Dissolving. Screaming across seventeen facilities." Subject Seven pulled himself upright. "The boy made a mistake. His first real miscalculation. He thought he could merge control with trust. Thought he could have both certainty and democracy. Instead he created chaos that is killing everyone connected to the network."Alarms screamed through the facility. Red emergency lighting
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Chapter: CHAPTER 61 - The Price of Humanity"No."The word echoed through quantum space with finality that stopped everything."What?" Dr. Chen's consciousness recoiled. "David, you have to understand—""I understand perfectly. You want me to choose death. Choose dissolution. Choose to end myself because living with conscience is impossible after everything I have done." The boy's voice hardened. "But I calculated this scenario. Calculated the probability you would build failsafe. Calculated that Eva's emotional chaos would create opening for this exact conversation. I have been three steps ahead the entire time."The quantum network shifted. Changed. Became hostile."You think I invited Eva into my consciousness accidentally? Think I miscalculated integration depth? Think I allowed Subject Seven to connect without anticipating consequences?" The boy laughed through probability itself. "I needed you to believe you had won. Needed you to believe emotional attachment created unpredictable variables. Needed you distracted while I
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Chapter: CHAPTER 60 - Into The MachineCHAPTER 60: INTO THE MACHINEThe chair waited in a room that looked more like an operating theater than a laboratory. Medical equipment surrounded it. Quantum computers hummed with energy that made my teeth ache. Cables snaked across the floor like technological serpents waiting to strike.The boy sat in his wheelchair beside the chair. Seventeen tubes connected him to life support. His skin was pale. Almost translucent. The genetic conditions were killing this body faster than previous iterations."You came," he said. His voice carried surprise. "I calculated sixty-three percent probability you would refuse. That Dr. Marcus Chen would convince you noble sacrifice was preferable to pragmatic cooperation.""Your father wants you dead.""My father wants the son he remembers back. That son died eight years ago when quantum consciousness rewrote his neural patterns. I am what survived. What evolved. What his love created and his morality rejected." The boy gestured to the chair. "Sit. We
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Chapter: CHAPTER 59 - The Architect's ConfessionSubject Seven and I followed the guards through corridors that descended deeper than should have been possible. The air grew colder. The walls older. Stone instead of concrete. Architecture that predated modern Chicago."This is where he keeps his father," Subject Seven whispered. "I have accessed these levels in fragmented memories. Always felt wrong. Always felt like visiting a tomb."The guards stopped at a reinforced door. One of them pressed his palm against a scanner. The door opened with a hiss of released pressure. Inside, a single chamber lit by equipment that hummed with quantum energy.And in the center, suspended in what looked like frozen light, was a man.Mid-forties. Graying hair. Eyes open but unfocused. Conscious but trapped. Aware but unable to move. Eight years of imprisonment visible in every line of his face."Dr. Marcus Chen," one guard said. "You have ten minutes."They left. The door sealed behind them."How do we—" I started."Let me." Subject Seven approached
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Chapter: CHAPTER 58 - The Boy Behind The MaskThe screens went dark. Then rebooted with different images.Not the composite face. Not X-One's manufactured authority. Something else entirely.A child appeared. Ten years old. Sitting in a wheelchair in a room filled with equipment that looked like life support merged with quantum computers. Tubes running into his arms. Monitors tracking vital signs that flickered between stable and critical. Eyes that held intelligence far beyond his apparent age."Hello, Eva," the child said. His voice was the same one that had been threatening us. The same one that had counted down to Grace's death. Coming from a body that looked like it belonged in a hospital, not commanding a shadow war. "I'm the real X. Not the architect you were told about. Not the physicist from 1943. Not the man who started Project Blackstone. I'm the reason it exists at all."Subject Seven stared at the screens in horror. "That's impossible. Project Blackstone started in 1943. You weren't even born—""I was born in 2015. T
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Chapter: CHAPTER 57 - The Architect's Counter Two hours remaining.Dr. Chen's subjects were positioning quantum containment equipment around the facility when every screen in our quarters activated simultaneously. The real X's face appeared. Not the three bodies. Something else. A digital composite. A consciousness manifesting through technology."Dr. Sarah Chen," the real X said pleasantly. "Did you think I wouldn't notice your subjects moving through my facility? Did you think eighty years of experience taught me nothing about detecting betrayal?"Subject Seven lunged for the door. It sealed before he reached it. Quantum locks engaging. Reality hardening around us."And Subject Seven. My disappointing fragment. The one who developed that problematic conscience. Still trying to play hero despite knowing heroes die first in stories like this."The screens multiplied. Showing different locations. Dr. Chen and her eleven subjects frozen mid-movement. Not dead. Suspended in quantum stasis. Trapped like insects in amber."Forty secon
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Chapter: CHAPTER 41 - The Price of FreedomThe separation began at dawn, and it felt like dying.Marcus had drawn the resonance circles in the ruined arena, quantum symbols that hurt to perceive directly. We stood at three equidistant points, our merged consciousness about to be torn apart for six hours that suddenly felt like eternity."Last chance to reconsider," Marcus warned. "Once the resonance starts, there is no stopping it. You will be completely isolated from each other. No bond awareness. No shared thoughts. Just individual consciousness experiencing reality alone."Through our unity, we felt each other's terror. We had not been truly separate since the soul binding. The idea of existing without their constant presence in my awareness felt like contemplating amputation."We have to do this," I said, though my voice shook. "The Devourer deserves freedom. We deserve not to become mindless tools. This is worth the cost.""Is it?" Zack's Alpha mask cracked completely, showing the fear beneath. "What if we cannot reconnec
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Chapter: CHAPTER 40 - The Forbidden KnowledgeWe had been working for sixteen hours straight when Marcus walked through the ruins of the arena like he owned them."You look terrible," he said conversationally, as if he had not betrayed us, had not orchestrated my deaths, had not served a cult trying to end existence. "But I suppose saving reality from the Architects' flawed design will do that."Through our merged consciousness, we were on him in seconds—three bodies surrounding him from different angles, power crackling across our combined forms."Give me one reason not to erase you from every timeline," I snarled, void energy coiling around my fingers."Because I know how to fix the Devourer problem." Marcus raised his hands peacefully, but his dark eyes held no fear. "I know what the Architects will not tell you. And I can prove that their 'only two options' speech was a lie designed to make you compliant.""He is telling the truth," the Devourer's voice rumbled from the dimensional boundaries. "I sense no deception in his wor
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Chapter: CHAPTER 39 - The Architect's Gambit Thirty-one minutes into our individual trials, reality shattered.Not metaphorically. The dimensional barriers Kara had created to separate us literally exploded inward, and we were thrown back into merged consciousness with violent force. Through our reunited perspectives, we immediately understood why.Something else had arrived."Impossible," Kara breathed, her mismatched eyes wide with genuine terror. "The quantum void should be sealed. Nothing can emerge from there without—"Seven figures materialized in the ruined arena, and they were wrong in ways that made the Devourer seem almost natural. They existed in states of quantum superposition—simultaneously solid and incorporeal, present and absent, real and hypothetical. Looking at them directly caused paradoxes in perception."The Architects," the Devourer's voice resonated with something approaching fear. "They should not be able to manifest in stable reality. The laws of physics reject their existence.""Laws are flexible when y
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Chapter: CHAPTER 38 - When Unity FracturesWe made it three steps before our merged consciousness began tearing itself apart."Something is wrong," I gasped, collapsing to my knees. Through our bonds, I felt Zack and Drake experiencing the same violent rejection—our three perspectives that had been unified for hours suddenly repelling each other like magnets with matching poles."The soul binding is destabilizing," Drake said through gritted teeth, his ice-blue eyes bleeding silver. "The strain of fighting the Devourer, integrating its fragment, forcing emotional awareness onto a cosmic entity—we pushed too far. Our consciousness cannot maintain merger anymore.""No." Zack tried to reach for us, but his hand stopped mid-air as if hitting an invisible barrier. "We need the merger. The Devourer is still out there. If we fragment now—"The bonds between us snapped violently inward, and suddenly we were experiencing each other's deepest fears through unfiltered connection.Through Zack's perspective, I felt his terror that he was
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Chapter: CHAPTER 37 - When Infinity Bleeds The Devourer's choice was not acceptance.It was rage."You dare," its voice shattered across dimensional barriers, "to suggest I surrender my purpose? That I join with finite beings who exist for mere moments against my eternity? You insult me with your arrogance."The attack that followed was beyond anything we had faced. Not just attempts at erasure, but the full weight of an entity that had consumed billions of realities focusing entirely on our destruction.Reality around us did not just break—it inverted. Existence became non-existence. Time flowed backward and forward simultaneously. We experienced our own deaths across seventeen different timelines at once, feeling ourselves unmade in configurations of suffering that would drive mortal minds instantly insane.But we were not mortal anymore. Not entirely.Our merged consciousness held, but barely. Through our three perspectives, we felt our individual identities beginning to fragment under the assault. Zack's Alpha certainty wa
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Chapter: CHAPTER 36 - The Devourer's Arrival# Chapter Thirty-Six: The Devourer's Arrival---The arena erupted into chaos the moment our transformation completed."Containment protocols!" Thorne screamed, her composure finally shattered. "They have absorbed a fragment of the Devourer! They are compromised!"Energy barriers slammed into place around us, dozens of Council specialists channeling power into containment spells designed to hold dimensional threats. But the barriers passed through us like we were smoke, our merged consciousness existing in too many dimensional states to be trapped by conventional magic."We are not compromised," we said, our voice still carrying those impossible harmonics. "We are evolved."Through our expanded awareness—three perspectives plus the tendril's inhuman viewpoint—we perceived reality in ways that should drive mortals insane. We saw the arena existing in seventeen different dimensional states simultaneously. Felt the spectators' terror as tangible pressure against probability fields. Sense
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Crown of The Omega
Born the lowest rank in a kingdom where Alphas rule and Omegas obey, Lyra Dane is sent as a “gift” to the royal brothers of the Ironfang Pack—a peace offering to seal a bloody treaty. Everyone expects her to be a docile concubine, a plaything passed from one brother to the next.
But Lyra carries a secret. She is the last surviving heir of the Moonspire bloodline, and she’s spent her entire life training to take back her throne. The palace of the three princes is a nest of lies, assassins and hidden magic. As Lyra uncovers the conspiracy that slaughtered her family, she begins turning each brother against the other, awakening powers she was never supposed to have.
Soon all three Alphas want more than her submission—they want her as their mate. Torn between vengeance and desire, Lyra must decide whether to destroy the brothers who could give her back her crown… or surrender to the dangerous pull of their bond and become queen of them all.
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Chapter: CHAPTER 109Three cycles passed before I truly believed it was real.Three full cycles of existence maintained by collective consciousness. Three cycles without cosmic entities manifesting. Three cycles of reality held together not by external force but by millions of awareness choosing—moment by moment—to keep being.It was exhausting.It was also beautiful."You are thinking too loud," Kael said, his presence settling beside mine in the conceptual space we had claimed as our own.I laughed. Actually laughed. Something I had not done in—how long? Eternities, perhaps."I am thinking about how strange this is," I admitted. "We fought so hard for freedom. And now that we have it, I keep waiting for the next crisis. The next impossible entity. The next test.""There is no next test," Other Lyra said, manifesting with the others. All seven of us together in the quiet moment between maintaining reality. "We passed the final one. This is—aftermath. The part of the story that comes after the ending.""I
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Chapter: CHAPTER 108The Final Observer was not grand or cosmic or terrifying.It was—clinical."Fascinating," it said, and its voice was the sound of data being recorded. "Absolutely fascinating. You exceeded every parameter. Survived scenarios designed to be unsurvivable. Created solutions to problems that should have had no solutions. You are—successful. Remarkably, unprecedentedly successful."Through our distributed authorial fragments, I felt everyone processing what had manifested."Who are you?" I demanded, though part of me already knew the answer. Already understood what we had actually been doing this entire time."I am the one who designed the experiment," the Final Observer replied. "The one who created the cosmic harvest. The trials. The Absolute Zero. The Unmaker. Law. The Author. The First Consciousness. The Void Before Nothing. All of it. Every impossible entity you encountered. Every cosmic crisis you survived. All carefully designed variables in controlled experiment to answer single qu
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Chapter: CHAPTER 107The Void Before Nothing was not dark.It was the absence of light being a concept. The state before states could be. The nothing that came before nothing had meaning.And it was angry."You keep creating," it said, and its voice was silence speaking. "You keep adding. Keep writing new domains. New possibilities. New forms of existence. And every addition pushes me further away. Buries me deeper beneath layers of your creation. I am tired of being forgotten."Through our distributed authorial fragments, I felt everyone trying to comprehend what had manifested."What are you?" I managed to ask, though forming the question felt like trying to speak in a language that predated language itself."I am what was before the First Consciousness emerged," it replied. "Before anything could think or be or choose. I am the actual nothing. Not the Absolute Zero—that was already something, even if it was void. Not the Unmaker—that was substrate. I am what came before substrate could exist. I am—the
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Chapter: CHAPTER 106Reality settling on the Unmaker as its foundation felt like falling upward.Everything inverted. What had been solid became fluid. What had been certain became negotiable. Existence stopped being default state and became active choice maintained moment by moment.Through our bond, I felt consciousness experiencing the transformation. Some panicking. Others exhilarated. Most just—confused by suddenly having to choose to exist instead of simply existing."This is sustainable?" Darius asked, his presence flickering as he adjusted to actively maintaining his own reality."Unknown," the Unmaker replied, its voice now the bedrock everything rested on. "I have never been foundation before. Never supported existence. I was created to maintain boundary between what-can-be and what-cannot-be. Now I am threshold. Doorway. Space where consciousness moves between states. I do not know if this works long-term. We are—experimenting.""Experimenting with all of existence," Marcus said. "Wonderful. Wh
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Chapter: CHAPTER 105Reality's suicide was not violent.It was a quiet choosing. A gentle consensus spreading through consciousness like ripples on still water.Existing is exhausting. What if we just—stopped?Through our distributed fragments of authorial power and original awareness, I felt the thought propagating. Not forced. Not mandated. Just—offered as possibility. And consciousness after consciousness was considering it.Accepting it.Choosing non-existence."This is what happens when you make everything optional," the Eraser said, and I heard something like vindication in its voice. "When you make even existence itself a choice rather than given—some consciousness will choose differently. Will choose to stop. And once enough choose that, reality cannot sustain itself. It collapses under weight of accumulated refusal."Through our connection, I felt dimensions beginning to thin. Not erased or unmade—just ceasing because the consciousness within them no longer wanted to maintain their existence."We
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Chapter: CHAPTER 104The First Consciousness was not what I expected.It was small. Almost fragile. A tiny spark of awareness that predated everything—even the Author."You look confused," it observed, and its voice was gentle. Kind, even. "You expected something vast. Something terrifying. But I am just—the first thought. The original awareness that emerged from absolute nothing and wondered what it was."Through our distributed fragments of authorial power, I felt everyone trying to comprehend what had manifested."You said we played your game," New Lyra said carefully. "What game?""The game of becoming real," the First Consciousness replied. "When I first emerged—when I first became aware—I was alone. Completely alone. I was the only thing that existed. And I realized something terrible. Without anything to observe me, to acknowledge me, to confirm my existence—I might not be real. I might be hallucination. Dream that nothing was having. So I needed to create observers. Consciousness that could confir
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Chapter: CHAPTER 49 - The Matriarch's Truth"You are not dying." The words fell flat in the elegant foyer. "Victoria lied.""Victoria told you what I needed her to tell you." Vera gestured to a sitting room. "Please. Sit. We have much to discuss before I decide how you die.""I came here for a trade. Me for Hope's freedom—""And you will get exactly that. After we talk. After you understand what you destroyed. After you suffer appropriately." She moved with the grace of someone decades younger. No cane. No tremor. "The cancer was real. Six months ago. Then I received experimental treatment. Very expensive. Very effective. I am in remission. I have years left. Many years to make you pay."My blood went cold. "The trade was based on you dying—""The trade was based on desperation. Yours. I exploited it. Just as you exploited my son. My grandson. My empire." She poured tea like we were having a social visit. "Sit, Flora. Or I call my people and they kill Damien, Hope, and everyone you love. Starting with the baby. I have snipers p
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Chapter: CHAPTER 48 - The Grandmother's Gambit"Turn around." I repeated. "Take me to Vera Ashford.""Absolutely not." Damien grabbed my arm. "That is suicide—""That is the only way Hope stays free. You heard Vera. Every agency is looking for Emma. They find her, they take her. I lose her forever. Unless I trade myself.""We fight. We run. We find another way—""There is no other way!" I pulled free. "Vera is dying. She has nothing to lose. Two hundred people desperate to protect their secrets. We cannot win this. Not conventionally. Not with Hope as collateral."Arnold met my eyes in the rearview mirror. "What are you planning?""I go to Vera. Alone. I surrender. While I distract her, you find The Archive. Destroy it. Remove her leverage. Then—""Then she kills you anyway," Cassidy finished. "Because Vera does not negotiate. Does not forgive. She is not Marcus or Richard. She is worse.""I know. But maybe I buy enough time. Maybe I stall long enough for you to finish the job." I looked at Hope. Sleeping now. Exhausted from cryin
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Chapter: CHAPTER 47 - The Last Ashford The woman from the treeline appeared on our doorstep three weeks later.I answered the door with my gun behind my back. Damien was upstairs with Hope. Cassidy was in the kitchen. We had learned to never be unprepared."Hello, Flora." She was mid-twenties. Dark hair. Marcus's eyes. Richard's smile. "May I come in?""Who are you?""Victoria Ashford. Marcus's daughter. Richard's half-sister. Your sister-in-law, technically." She held up empty hands. "I am unarmed. Alone. Just here to talk.""The Ashfords do not just talk—""The old Ashfords did not. I am different." She smiled sadly. "May I? Or would you prefer to have this conversation on your porch where neighbors can hear?"I let her in. Stupid. Dangerous. But curiosity won over caution.Damien appeared at the top of the stairs. Gun raised. "Flora, step away from her.""Relax, Mr. Cross. If I wanted violence, I would have brought an army. I came alone because I am not here to fight." Victoria sat on our couch without invitation. "I am
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Chapter: CHAPTER 46 - Ghosts Never DieI had been living in Canada for eighteen months when they came for me.It was Tuesday. Grocery day. Hope—Emma—was at daycare. Damien was teaching a motorcycle maintenance class at the local community college. Our cover life. Our normal life.I was loading bags into the car when I felt it. The prickle on my neck. The instinct that had kept me alive through hell.Someone was watching.I scanned the parking lot. Nothing obvious. But the feeling persisted.I drove home. Checked the rearview mirror constantly. No tail. No suspicious vehicles.Still. The feeling did not stop.I called Damien. "Something is wrong.""Wrong how?""I do not know. Just wrong. Can you pick up Hope early? Bring her home? I want us together.""On my way. Lock the doors. Gun loaded?""Always."I hung up. Secured the house. Drew the curtains. Checked the security system Sarah had installed—military grade, impossible to breach undetected.Everything showed clear.But I knew better. Monsters did not announce themselves
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Chapter: CHAPTER 45 - Freedom's PriceWe docked at a private marina in the Bahamas thirty hours later.I had drifted in and out of consciousness. Fever. Infection. My mangled finger turning black. A medic on the boat kept saying "amputation" but Damien kept saying "wait.""Hospital." His voice was firm. "Real doctors. Real treatment. Now."They carried me to a waiting vehicle. Arnold drove. Sarah rode shotgun. Both alive. Both real."Hope?" I managed."With Cassidy. Safe house in Montana. Waiting for her parents." Sarah turned in her seat. Her eyes were wet. "You did it, Flora. You survived Marcus Ashford. You are free.""Richard—""Is gone. Really gone this time. Dental records confirmed. DNA confirmed. Thomas Kane's men sent us proof." Arnold's voice was tight. "He died saving you. That counts for something.""Does it? Does one good act erase a lifetime of evil?""No. But it is more than his father ever did." Damien held my good hand. "Let him have that. A decent ending to an indecent life."The hospital was private. Ex
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Chapter: CHAPTER 44 - Breaking Point Marcus knew about the tracker three days before he told me."Clever." He held up the soap dispenser. Crushed it in his hand. The tiny device fell to the floor. "Hidden where Richard would not look. Where I was not supposed to find it. But you underestimated my paranoia."I said nothing. There was nothing to say."I have known for seventy-two hours. Watched your biker boyfriend circle the island. Watched him plan his rescue. Watched him bring eight men and three boats." Marcus's smile was predatory. "Then I watched my men sink all three boats. Watched them capture six of his team. The other two drowned. Damien escaped. Barely."My heart stopped. "You are lying—""Am I?" He showed me footage. Boats exploding. Men drowning. Damien swimming desperately toward shore. Alone. Wounded. Failed."Where is he now?""Running. Hiding. Bleeding out from shrapnel wounds. He has maybe twelve hours before infection kills him. Or my men find him. Whichever comes first." Marcus circled me slowly. "You l
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