King "You'll regret this!" Gary Phillips, the police chief of Brookhaven, Oregon, spits through clenched teeth. I tilt my head, studying him through the eyeholes of my 'Call of Duty' mask. He dangles from the wall, stripped down to nothing but his underwear. Pale, flabby, weak—his chest heaves,
But she'll understand. If there's one thing I know about our girl, it's that she gets me. She knows I protect what's mine. And after what she told us, there was no way I wasn't going after this motherfucker. Mason sighs, pulling a small case from his jacket pocket. "Better get it wrapped up," he
Mason Watching King work usually makes me a bit ill. The way he seems to find a rhythm in destruction, precision in pain—it's more than most people can stomach. But tonight, as I stand in the dim light of the garage, I see something else. It's not just brutality. It's art, if you can call it t
Alyssa "Where have you guys been?" I ask, folding my arms as King and Mason stroll into the house at four in the morning. Their clothes are clean, too clean for men who've been out all night. I also catch the fresh scent of soap lingering on them. They showered before coming home. And with my bo
"You're such a fucking menace," I murmur, my voice trembling, caught somewhere between frustration and raw need. "And you love it," he says smugly. Yeah. Yeah I do. The tension crackles between us like a live wire, and I can't hold back any longer. I pull away, dropping to my knees before t
Alyssa Niko strips off his clothes, his eyes locking onto the mess coating my skin. He drops to his knees beside me, his tongue darting out to taste the other boys' essences. The first slow, deliberate drag of his tongue up my chest makes me shudder, but it's the guttural moan rumbling deep in his
"God, I love this pussy so much," Niko groans, his voice a mix of desire and awe. "Fuck, I'm close," I moan, my body trembling. "I know," he murmurs, one hand sliding between my thighs to rub tight, relentless circles over my clit. "C'mon milk my cock, baby. Let me feel you." My body seizes,
Alyssa "Take a deep breath for me, okay? You might feel a little bit of discomfort," the ultrasound technician says gently, nudging the lubed-up wand closer to my entrance. I huff a nervous laugh, trying to ignore the cold gel and the invasive angle. "The only thing uncomfortable is the fact th
And I'll make sure he never gets close enough to hurt her again. Even if it means I never see her again. Even if it kills me inside. I'll just keep myself busy. The Iron Serpents belongs to me now. This place is my home to rebuild. The drugs stay. I don't give a shit what anyone snorts, smoke
War "You can't keep me in here!" Logan's voice ricochets through the bars of the cage he built for me—now the same one I've slammed shut on his pathetic ass. "Oh, I can, motherfucker," I growl. "You're the reason we can't have her." I kissed her twice tonight—the first time, not because I deser
I never thought they'd actually propose—or actually want to be married.Especially King.But he did say one day he wanted me to have his ring and property patch. I guess that day is today.I try to keep it together—really fucking try—but the grin's already pulling at my mouth."Don't you think this
AlyssaThe house we pull up to hours later actually looks... normal.Not some abandoned, half-collapsed shithole like I'd pictured. No broken windows. No graffiti. No front door hanging off the hinges. Just a small, weathered house tucked in the woods, its cracked driveway swallowed by weeds, a wra
The van rumbles low behind us.Somewhere in the distance, police sirens whisper on the wind."Can I kiss you?" he asks, his voice rough around the edges. Holy shit. Was he just asking the guys for permission to ask me?"Okay," I breathe.His mouth claims mine—slow, bruising, deliberate. Nothing li
AlyssaThe container door stays shut after they leave me with Gray, not wanting me to inhale any more fumes. Gray shifts restlessly beside me, having already ordered the other Reapers guarding the perimeter to clear out. He's ready to get the hell out of here, but we have to wait for the guys to fi
Mason exhales slow, like he's counting to ten through murder.For a second, I think we all might kill this crazy motherfucker at the same time. Rip him to pieces and not even feel bad about it.But then Alyssa raises a hand.And we freeze instantly."Is that why you locked War away?" she asks quietl
NikolaiAlyssa stands naked, a gun aimed steady at Logan's head, and the three of us stand around her like guard dogs—tense, alert, waiting to see which way this moment breaks.No one says a word. Not even him.But it's obvious now. He's not War.Hasn't been since last night.While our girl was tak
King smirks, then presses the blade just beneath Isaac's shoulder blade and slices.The sound is thick. Wet. The kind that stays with you.Isaac jolts, a raw, broken sound tearing out of him, like a scream that never makes it all the way out of his shredded lungs."Oh, fuck," I mewl. Wetness pools o