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Book 2 Prologue: Welcome To Nowhere
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2026-08-17 20:14:40
Tiffanie CampbellI hope you all are as excited as I as for book 2! This part of the book is a crossover with may friends book on the no.vel.sna.ck group of apps (Novelflow, AnyStories, etc). Her book is called The MC President’s Runaway be allisonslau86. To check out her book to find out more about this war.
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Claimed By The Biker King Chapter 2 - Pretty and Delicate
SableI raised my hands slowly, keeping my fingers spread where the asshole behind me could see them while my heart hammered hard enough to make every pulse beat against my throat.The barrel stayed pressed against the back of my head.“That’s a good girl.” I almost rolled my eyes, which probably wasn’t the smartest instinct to have with a loaded gun against my skull, but apparently near-death experiences hadn’t done much to improve my tolerance for condescending assholes.The Jackal beneath me grinned through the blood covering his mouth, clearly enjoying the sudden reversal in his luck. Thirty seconds ago, I’d been beating his face into the pavement. Now he looked like he thought his friend had rescued him.He hadn’t.He’d just complicated things.“Get off him.”I shifted my weight carefully and rose, keeping both hands above my shoulders. The barrel followed me, sliding from the back of my skull to just above my neck as I stood. He was close enough that I could feel the heat comin
Claimed By The Biker King Chapter 1 – I’m Fucking Going
Sable“You’re staying here.”I stopped halfway through checking the magazine in my handgun and slowly raised my eyes to Jarek.The Devil’s Den had been controlled chaos for the last ten minutes. Men moved between tables checking weapons, pulling on cuts, passing ammunition, and shouting updates over the increasingly deafening rumble of motorcycles firing to life outside. The Iron Jackals had finally made their move, and every Black Dagger who had ridden north to back the Sons of Doom was preparing to roll out with them.Apparently, my husband had decided that included everyone except me.I slid the magazine firmly back into place. “Excuse me?”Jarek stood directly in front of me with his President patch stretched across his chest and his gun already holstered at his side. The expression on his face probably terrified people who didn’t know him well enough to recognize what was underneath it.“You heard me, Kitty. Stay here at the Den with the girls.”I stared at him for a second, wait
Claimed By The Biker King Book 2 Prologue: Welcome To Nowhere
BOOK 2: RESCUING THE BIKER KING STARTS NOW! This is an undetermined time jump in the story, maybe 1-2 years. SableThe sign on the side of the road said WELCOME TO NOWHERE, NEW MEXICO, and for once, I couldn’t accuse anyone of false advertising.After hours on the road, I had expected the town where the Sons of Doom had planted their flag to have a little more to it, but there were only a few scattered buildings, a gas station, more dirt than pavement, and absolutely nothing resembling a stoplight.Jarek rode at the front of the Black Daggers formation with Marcus beside him. I stayed close behind them, with Stone, Nixx, Bryce, and the rest of our brothers stretching down the road behind me.Even after months of wearing my patch, there were still moments when riding with them hit me somewhere deep.Not because I felt like I didn’t belong anymore. The exact opposite.I did.The Devil’s Den came into view beyond the edge of town, surrounded by enough motorcycles to announce who owned
Claimed By The Biker King YOU ASKED, I DELIVERED - BOOK 2 IS LIVE!
Okay, you guys asked for it.Repeatedly. 😂Ever since this story ended, I have continued getting comments asking if Sable, Jarek, and Marcus would ever get another book. I loved where I left them, so I refused to write a sequel unless I could come up with a story that actually deserved them.Well…I found it.And Book Two is officially starting, right here, right now. No need to go looking for it. I'm going to continue it right here. Be on the lookout for new chapters! RESCUING THE BIKER KING starts now!!!Sable, Jarek, Marcus, and the Black Daggers are back, and this time I decided to turn the entire rescue dynamic on its head.Jarek King has always been the man people fear. He is the President of the Black Daggers, the protector, and the man who comes when someone threatens what belongs to him.This is a direct continuation of Sable, Jarek, and Marcus’s story with the same Black Daggers family you already know and love, an established relationship, plenty of spice, club warfare, re
Claimed By The Biker King Thank you Readers!
🏍️ Author’s NoteMy dear readers,Thank you.From the bottom of my heart, thank you for taking this ride with me.When I first imagined Sable’s story, I knew I wanted to write more than a motorcycle club romance. I wanted to write about healing. About what happens after survival. About learning that love doesn’t have to hurt to be real, and that strength isn’t measured by how much pain you can endure, but by how willing you are to believe you deserve something better.Sable, Jarek, and Marcus found each other in unexpected ways, but what they built together became something much bigger than romance. They built trust. Safety. A family chosen instead of assigned. A place where every scar could exist without defining the person carrying it.That, to me, is what this story has always been about.Freedom.Not the kind found by running away.The kind found when you finally have somewhere worth coming home to.Thank you for every chapter you unlocked, every comment you left, every theory you
Claimed By The Biker King Chapter 155 – A Patch Needs a Bike
SableBy the time Brian and I stepped back inside, the celebration had somehow gotten louder.I hadn’t thought that was possible.Music rolled through the clubhouse, loud enough to vibrate faintly beneath my boots. Brothers from different chapters crowded around tables covered in food, drinks, and whatever dangerous-looking thing Hannah had decided counted as barbecue.Someone near the pool table was already telling a story with too many hand gestures, and Bryce looked like he was one exaggerated movement away from having beer spilled down the front of his cut.Normal chaos.Beautiful chaos.My chaos now.I still had my patch in my hand because I couldn’t bring myself to put it down. Every few minutes, my thumb moved over the stitching like I needed to keep checking that it was real. Black thread. White letters. Leather that felt warmer than it should have from the way I’d
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