Claimed By The Biker King
Jarek’s hand slides over my ass like a challenge, slow and deliberate, like he wants me to feel exactly where he thinks I belong.
I don’t hesitate.
My palm cracks across his face—sharp, loud, final.
“Careful,” he says quietly, fingers digging into my hip instead of letting go. “You keep hitting men like that, someone’s going to hit back.”
I tilt my chin up. “Try it.”
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My parents owed Luke Jones money.
I paid the debt with my body, my name, and a marriage I never agreed to.
On paper, Luke is my husband. President of the Vipers MC. Untouchable.
Behind closed doors, he’s a man who can’t keep an erection and punishes me for it—with fists, words, and silence.
The only man that ever gave a shit a bout me was my brother, Steve.
Luke’s best friend. His VP.
Now Steve is dead.
And Luke has finally stopped pretending.
He moves Steve’s old lady into the clubhouse. Watches her. Wants her.
Just like he always has.
I secretly divorce him, disappear to the next town over.
And I walk straight into the territory of a rival MC.
Its president, Jarek Solen, notices me immediately.
He’s dangerous. Controlled. Watching.
The kind of man who doesn’t beg, doesn’t threaten—and doesn’t take no lightly.
I refuse him anyway.
Instead, I prospect his club. Earn my place the hard way.
I don’t want another man.
But Jarek Solen doesn’t see me as broken goods or borrowed property.
He sees me as his.
And when Luke realizes his wife is gone and his control is slipping—Jarek won’t hand me back.
He’ll start a war.
Because the Biker King doesn’t steal women.
He claims what chooses him.
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Chapter: Chapter 115 – Proof of LoyaltyBrian“What do you want?”The question left my mouth steady, but every instinct in my body had already gone sharp.Gino didn’t answer right away. He stayed seated in the center of the barn with Kimberly draped across his lap like some kind of decoration, one hand moving lazily over her thigh while his attention remained locked on me. The men around the room had gone quiet, which told me they knew something I didn’t.Or maybe they just knew Gino well enough to understand silence usually came before something ugly.Sable was still on her knees a few feet away from me, jaw tight, shoulders straight, looking furious instead of afraid. That almost made it worse. She had no idea what he was about to ask, but I could feel it coming like pressure gathering before a storm.Gino finally smiled.“I want proof.”My stomach sank.“Proof of what?”“Loyalty.” His fingers tapped once against Kimberly’s leg. “Luke’s dead. You killed him. That leaves a question hanging in the air, Brian. Did you kill h
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Chapter: Chapter 114 – The ExchangeSableThe closer we got to the barn, the harder my pulse pounded.Floodlights illuminated the property harshly against the surrounding darkness, throwing long shadows across the gravel lot and the men standing guard outside. Trucks and SUVs lined the area around the building while armed men paced slowly near the entrances with rifles slung over their shoulders.Gino clearly hadn’t come lightly prepared.The realization sat heavily in my stomach as Brian slowed the van several yards short of the barn before finally putting it in park.For a few seconds neither of us moved.The engine ticked softly beneath the silence while dust drifted lazily through the headlights outside. Somewhere in the distance, music played low and muffled from inside the barn, blending strangely with the sounds of boots crunching across gravel and men talking nearby.It felt wrong.Too casual.Like this wasn’t a trafficking exchange involving human lives but just another business deal between criminals.Brian fi
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Chapter: Chapter 113 – The Long Road SouthSableThe farther south we drove, the emptier the world became.The glow of Southtown disappeared behind us first, swallowed gradually by long stretches of dark highway and empty desert. Gas stations became sparse. Houses vanished entirely. Eventually the only things outside the van windows were old fences, scrub brush, and the occasional set of distant headlights cutting across the night miles away.The isolation settled heavily into my chest the longer we drove.Out here, nobody would hear you scream.Brian stayed tense behind the wheel the entire time. I noticed it in the rigid set of his shoulders and the way his fingers kept tightening around the steering wheel until his knuckles paled beneath the dashboard lights. Every few minutes his eyes flicked toward the rearview mirror before returning to the road again like he expected headlights to suddenly appear behind us at any second.Honestly, I hoped they wo
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Chapter: Chapter 112 – The Only WaySable“FUCK!”Brian’s fist slammed into the side of the van hard enough to dent the metal beside us.The sound echoed sharply through the cramped cargo space before silence settled again.Heavy.Suffocating.I sat there rubbing at the raw skin around my wrists while Brian stared at the dead phone in his hand like he wanted to crush it next.My stomach twisted harder with every passing second.Because I already knew.This wasn’t over.Killing Luke hadn’t fixed anything.If anything, it had made the situation worse.Brian pushed a hand back through his hair and started pacing the cramped space restlessly.“I’ll get you back to Jarek,” he muttered finally, more to himself than me. “We’ll figure the rest out after.”But even as he said it, I could hear the uncertainty in his voice.And I
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Chapter: Chapter 111 – Out of OptionsBrian“The fuck it worked.”The second Sable said it, I had to fight the urge to smile.She sat tied up in the back of the van looking exhausted, pissed off, and somehow still tougher than almost everybody standing around her. Blood streaked across her swollen knuckles while strands of blonde hair clung messily to her face, and despite the situation she still sounded mean enough to bite through steel.“I clocked her the second she walked into the club,” she continued flatly. “Then I took her out back and beat the absolute shit out of her.”Honestly?Good.Most of the club couldn’t stand Kandy. The fact Sable beat her ass badly enough to leave her bleeding behind the compound was probably the most useful thing Kandy had ever contributed.“Would’ve killed her too if my men hadn’t pulled me off her.”Luke laughed under his breat
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Chapter: Chapter 110 – No WarningSableHeadlights appeared in the distance several minutes later.The beams cut across the empty gravel lot before another SUV rolled toward us fast enough to kick dust and loose rocks behind it. Luke straightened slightly beside the van while Cassandra glanced toward the approaching vehicle with mild annoyance already written across her face.The SUV stopped hard beside Luke’s.Brian climbed out.The second Luke saw him, irritation flashed across his expression immediately.“Where the fuck you been?”Brian slammed the driver door shut harder than necessary before stalking toward us.“Well maybe if you’d told me where the fuck I was supposed to be before ten minutes ago, I would’ve gotten here sooner.”Luke’s eyes narrowed instantly.“I don’t know who the fuck you think you’re talking to like that.”The atm
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My Boyfriend’s Dad Is My Gynecologist
I slide into the bath and let my muscles melt.
My mind drifts—back to dinner, the city skyline glittering behind Tommy’s head.
I close my eyes, biting my lip.
One hand trails beneath the water, slow and lazy.
I don’t mean to. But it’s all still so fresh—the way his hands felt on my skin, how deeply he—
Except, it’s not Tommy I’m imagining anymore. It’s the doctor.
Suddenly, it’s his fingers I’m imagining spreading me open. That cool composure cracking as he groans my name into my neck.
“Oh, fuck,” I moan, breath catching as the orgasm rips through me like a shot of white lightning.
My back arches against the porcelain. Water sloshes.
“Dr. Cole,” I gasp before I can stop it.
And then I freeze.
What.
The.
Hell.
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He’s her gynecologist. Her client. And her boyfriend’s father.
What could possibly go wrong?
Beth thought dating Tommy was the start of something stable. Sure, he was cocky and impulsive—but charming, right? Until the red flags started piling up. The gambling. The secrets. The mood swings. The way he always blamed her when things went wrong.
But then she meets his father.
Dr. Stacy Cole.
Silver fox. Calm. Collected. Everything Tommy wasn’t. And she already know him.
He’s her OB/GYN. Her firm’s newest client. And the man who makes her body betray her every time he’s near.
Beth knows she should stay away. But when Tommy starts spiraling and Stacy starts looking less like a boundary and more like a lifeline… she’s forced to face a terrifying truth:
She might be falling for the one man who could destroy everything.
Taboo. Addictive. Slow burning. Emotionally dangerous.
This isn’t your average age-gap romance.
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Chapter: Thank You from the Bottom of My HeartDear Reader,Thank you. Truly.Thank you for taking the time to read this story, for following these characters through all their chaos, heartache, healing, and love. Whether you devoured it in one weekend or savored it slowly chapter by chapter, I’m so grateful you came on this journey with me.I poured so much of myself into writing this book—every twist, every sigh, every kiss, every moment of grit and grace. And knowing it reached you means the world.If you enjoyed this story, I’d be incredibly thankful if you could take just a moment to leave a rating and review. It might seem small, but it helps so much in getting the book into the hands of new readers. Every star, every word, every comment counts—and I read every single one.Don’t forget to follow me here on GoodNovel so you never miss a new release. I’ve got more stories coming your way, full of fire, feels, and unforgettable love.Currently, I have two other exclusive books on GoodNovel you can dive into right now:🐺 The Ban
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Chapter: Epilogue – Small Town, Big LifeBethThe smell of grilled corn and smoked ribs drifted on the summer air, mingling with the squeals of kids chasing bubbles across the backyard.Crystal’s youngest—Chelsea—was already halfway up the treehouse with her older brother, Zack, shouting warnings below her. Lily was belly-laughing in her daddy’s lap like someone had just told her the funniest joke in the universe. And BJ—my BJ—was standing proudly at the grill with his father, using tongs that were clearly too big for his hands but not his confidence.“This one’s almost done,” he said, pointing to a chicken thigh with the air of a future surgeon.Stacy gave a solemn nod. “Doctor approved.”I eased back onto the picnic bench, rubbing the side of my belly. Still three months to go, but this boy? He was a kicker. Just like his brother. And apparently his brother before him if that chaos in my ribs was any indication.Rachel flopped down beside me with an exaggerated groan, her own very-much-twin-packed belly resting like a smal
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Chapter: Chapter 176 – The Name on My ChestBethThe hospital room was warm. Quiet.The lights were dimmed, the monitor beside my bed blinking in lazy rhythms. Somewhere down the hall, a nurse laughed. The world kept turning.But mine had stopped.Right here.Right now.Right in the curve of my arm where my son—our son—slept like he hadn’t just made the most dramatic entrance in hospital history.He was perfect.Ten fingers. Ten toes. A pouty little mouth that already knew how to scowl like his father. And hair—soft, dark, and impossibly thick. His eyes had barely opened yet, but when they had, I’d seen it.All the fight.All the light.All the love I didn’t know I had to give until he took it with a single breath.Stacy was asleep in the recliner beside me, head tilted back, mouth slightly open. He still had a smear of blood on his shirt and the kind of bone-deep exhaustion that only comes from catching your own child like a fucking superhero.I smiled.Then I looked down at the baby again.We hadn’t named him yet. Not officia
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Chapter: Chapter 175 – RSVP ConfirmedBethI was still processing the words your water just broke when the door to the exam room creaked open behind us.Adam stepped out, clipboard in hand—and immediately paused.His gaze dropped to the puddle forming beneath my feet, then traveled up to my face, which probably looked like I’d just seen the Grim Reaper holding a diaper bag.“Your timing is bullshit,” I told him flatly, jabbing a finger in his direction. “This is your fault.”His brows shot up. “My fault?”Adam didn’t miss a beat. He pointed right back at Stacy. “He’s the one that put the baby in you! So maybe redirect that rage to the dick responsible.““You’re the one that said, ‘I’ll see you next week if you make it that far!’” I snapped. “I didn’t even make it ten goddamn steps! I barely made it past the stirrups!”Adam started laughing. Loud, unbothered, arms spread wide like he’d just nailed a punchline at a stand-up show.“Well, what can I say?” he grinned. “The kid’s got a flair for dramatic exits. But hey—you’re f
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Chapter: Chapter 174 – Time to BreatheBethThe crinkling of the paper sheet beneath me was the only sound in the room.I shifted my hips slightly, adjusting the paper drape over my lap for the third time, even though it didn’t matter. I was already bare from the waist down. Already stretched out on the exam table like some overripe melon waiting to be prodded.Pregnancy glamour at its peak.The room was quiet, cool, and familiar by now. The framed ultrasound prints on the wall. The faint scent of sanitizer and lavender. The hum of fluorescent lights overhead.My OB was my husband’s best friend.My feet were in stirrups.And I was officially 37 weeks pregnant.Time to start the weekly countdown.There was a light knock before the door cracked open. “It’s just me,” Adam’s voice called out as he stepped inside, eyes respectfully fixed on his tablet until the door clicked shut behind him. “How are we doing today, mama?”“Uncomfortable,” I said flatly. “Sleep is a myth. Breathing is a struggle. And peeing is now a full-time jo
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Chapter: Chapter 173 – Six YearsBethI didn’t realize I was holding my breath until the gavel hit the block.“Miss Hart is hereby sentenced to six years in state prison,” the judge announced, “with eligibility for parole no sooner than year five, contingent upon behavior, rehabilitation benchmarks, and the completion of mandatory counseling for sexual assault perpetrators.”Six years.It wasn’t long enough.But it wasn’t nothing.Stacy’s fingers threaded through mine, grounding me in the echoing silence that followed. Whitney didn’t look at us. She hadn’t looked at us once since walking in. She sat still in her chair, hands folded tightly in her lap, lips pressed into a straight, bloodless line.Only when the judge thanked her for cooperating with law enforcement did I see it.A flicker.Not remorse. Not shame.Relief.She’d saved herself.Not us.The bailiff moved to escort her out, chains clinking faintly. That’s when she finally turned her head. Her eyes landed on Stacy for just a second. Something unreadable pas
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Chapter: Thank you readersMy dear readers,Thank you.Truly—thank you for walking through this world with me. For following Elira, Ronan, and Caelan through curses, war, prophecy, heartbreak, found family, and love powerful enough to reshape realms.This story began as an idea about fate, but somewhere along the way it became a story about chosen bonds, healing after ruin, and building light after surviving darkness. And none of it would have meant as much without you reading, commenting, supporting, and believing in these characters with me.Because of you, Shadowhearth lives.And… as you may have noticed, I left a few doors open. 👀Brad’s mate has arrived. The twins have a mysterious destiny. The Flame, Moon, and Earth trinity may not be finished yet.So if you would like to see this world continue—please let me know.The best way to do that is by leaving a rating for the book and dropping me a comment with your rating (I see those comments much more easily there). Tell me if you’d like a continuation, seque
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Chapter: Epilogue – When the Future ArrivesEliraThe twins were trying to summon a dragon out of mud.At least, that was Gregor’s explanation.“It needs horns,” he insisted, crouched in the grass with his hands coated to the wrists in dirt, dark hair falling into his eyes in the exact unruly way Ronan’s did when he refused to tie it back.“It needs wings,” Sylvie corrected with all the authority of a child half convinced she had been born older than her brother.She punctuated this by accidentally making her fingers glow.Again.Gold light flickered around her knuckles, brightening with her frustration until the mud dragon shimmered as if blessed by moonlight.Neither child found this remotely unusual.I did.Every time.Gregor, meanwhile, had inherited his father’s infernal streak in ways both fascinating and exhausting. When angry, the air around him heated perceptibly. When excited, shadows occasionally bent in ways they should not. Two weeks earlier he had opened what Ronan swore was a “very small and harmless” portal insi
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Chapter: Chapter 142 – Promise of TomorrowEliraThe room that would become the nursery had once been a storage chamber.Caelan had said this with such pride you would have thought he had personally discovered buried treasure rather than cleared out old ledgers, winter furs, and cracked training shields to make space for two unborn children.Now sunlight spilled through widened windows where heavy shutters used to be, turning dust motes into gold. Fresh pine boards lined one wall where new shelving had been built. A carved cradle sat half-finished near the hearth, the wood still raw in places because Ronan insisted on doing some of the carving himself despite repeatedly proving he had all the delicate finesse of a battle axe.I stood in the doorway watching the two of them argue over a cradle rail.Again.“It’s crooked,” Ronan said.“It is not crooked.”“It leans.”“It has character.”“It has a tilt.”Caelan stepped back, folded his arms, and gave the cradle an offended look as if betrayed by lumber.I laughed before I meant to
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Chapter: Chapter 141 – The New HomeEliraPeace, I learned, did not arrive with trumpets.It came in quieter ways.In doors left open.In laughter drifting from cabins at dusk.In the absence of people flinching when footsteps approached.In mornings where no one asked who might attack before nightfall.For so long survival had been measured by what we escaped. Now, somehow, life was beginning to be measured by what we were building.And that felt stranger than war ever had.The days after learning of the twins settled into a rhythm so ordinary and miraculous I found myself guarding it almost superstitiously, as though naming my happiness too boldly might frighten it away.Shadowhearth no longer felt like Caelan’s pack reluctantly absorbing Ronan’s displaced wolves.It had become one living thing.Cabins once half-empty now held children racing between porches, borrowed dishes exchanged without asking, and old loyalties dissolving in the practical intimacy of shared life. Former wasteland wolves worked alongside Shadowhe
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Chapter: Chapter 140 – Twin FireEliraI lasted perhaps ten minutes after the ceremony before June’s expression unnerved me enough that celebration became impossible.I tried to stay present. I tried to let the congratulations wash over me, to let myself absorb the gravity of what had just happened in the great hall. People pressed my hands and offered blessings. Elders who had once regarded me with suspicion now bowed their heads in acknowledgment. The room pulsed with music, voices, and the strange, beautiful disorder of a people learning how to be one.But beneath all of it, something in me felt unsettled.Not frightened.Heightened.As though the surge of magic that had nearly dropped me to my knees during the rite had left some current still moving quietly beneath my skin.And every time I looked across the room, June was watching me.Not casually.Studying me.It did not escape either of my mates.Ronan noticed first, because Ronan noticed everything where I was concerned, though he often pretended otherwise. H
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Chapter: Chapter 139 – The Unity RiteEliraBy the time we entered the great hall, word had already outrun us.I felt it in the way every conversation softened as we crossed the threshold, in the way bodies shifted aside not out of fear or obligation but with something closer to reverence, though I still wasn’t sure I knew what to do with being looked at that way.The hall itself had changed in the short time since breakfast.Or perhaps it had always been prepared for something like this and I had simply never imagined standing at the center of it.Long tables had been pushed back to clear the middle of the room. Torches burned in iron brackets along the stone walls, their flames casting a warm gold across the old carved beams overhead. Fresh pine boughs had been woven along the pillars in the old Shadowhearth style, but among them hung braided leather cords adorned with bone and feathers—tokens I recognized from the wasteland wolves, markers of survival, kinship, and vows kept under impossible conditions.Two worlds.Int
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