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Reaper's Ride: A Dark Biker Romance

Reaper's Ride: A Dark Biker Romance

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last updateLast Updated : 2025-07-24
By:  Aphrodite Ongoing
Language: English
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Dark Romance

Steamy

Ruthless

Protective

Badboy

Second Chance

Betrayal

He bought her with blood money. She came with secrets that could start a war. JAX "REAPER" is the kind of man mothers warn their daughters about.President of the ruthless Blackfangs MC, he rules the streets with iron fists and brutal retribution. His bike is his freedom. His daughter is his soul. And love? That died the day he buried his wife.So when a desperate gambler offers him a woman as collateral for a debt, Jax doesn’t want complications.But then he sees her . SARAH LANGSTON is silence wrapped in bruises. A ghost in her own skin. She doesn’t flinch—she freezes. Doesn’t beg—just obeys . But her eyes tell a story too broken to speak.Jax takes the deal.What starts as a cold transaction becomes something neither of them expects. She’s not just a shattered woman—she’s a survivor of something darker than Jax imagined. And the closer he gets to uncovering the truth, the more dangerous it becomes.Because Sarah isn’t just running from her past. She’s the reason his enemies have come back with a vengeance. When his eight-year-old daughter is kidnapped , Jax will burn the world to find her.And if the Vultures think they can use Sarah as leverage?They’re about to learn why Reaper earned his name. 💣 WARNINGThis is not a love story. This is a war between trauma and tenderness. Between dominance and devotion. Between a biker king and the broken girl who just might bring him to his knees.If you crave dark romance with brutal MC drama, damaged heroines, savage heroes, and heart-wrenching twists— Reaper's Ride will be your next obsession.

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Chapter 1: BROKEN THINGS DON'T BELONG HERE
SarahThe concrete floor was ice beneath my bare feet, each cold press a stark reminder of where I was. I didn’t dare ask for shoes. Not here. Not now. I’d learned that asking meant drawing attention—attention that usually ended badly, quickly. So, I kept my eyes fixed on the cracked, stained floor, willing myself to disappear, to shrink into the shadows until I was nothing more than dust.The back room of the clubhouse smelled like stale smoke and lost chances, a bitter cocktail of fear and desperation. Cigarette smoke clung heavy, thick as fog, wrapping around the peeling, grease-stained walls and the battered, sticky-topped table in the center. The sharp clink of bottles echoed through the room, followed by raucous laughter from men whose faces seemed carved out of chaos and sin. Their eyes, hard and indifferent, barely registered my presence, yet I felt them, like insects crawling on my skin. Every scar and faded tattoo on their brawny arms told a story of battles fought and rules
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Chapter 2: I DONT SAVE PEOPLE
JaxI don't save people. That was the first rule I made after my sister bled out in my arms when I was seventeen. The second? Never let a woman into your world unless you're ready for her to ruin it.So why the hell did I tell them she belonged to me?I stared at the girl—Sarah—through the thick, reinforced glass wall of the garage office. Her small form was curled up on the torn vinyl couch in the common room, like she expected the world to strike at any second. And maybe it would. My crew wasn’t made of saints. We ran guns. Moved shipments the government would arrest us just for whispering about. And I sure as hell didn’t run a safehouse for strays. The garage, usually a place of greasy comfort and roaring engines, felt off-kilter with her just outside my view. The smell of oil and gasoline was usually all I needed; now, I kept sniffing for the faint trace of her floral soap.But she looked at my bike like it was her last prayer.And I hated that I noticed.“Don’t do it, brother.”
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Chapter 3: SILENCE ISN'T SAFETY
SarahThe night didn’t bring sleep. It brought memories — clawing, suffocating ones that twisted in my gut. I curled up in the farthest corner of the room, watching the door, every creak and shadow a potential threat. The worn leather jacket he gave me lay draped over my legs, his scent—smoke, leather, and something uniquely masculine—wrapped around me like a ghost I didn’t know how to name. I hadn’t taken it off since he threw it at me like I was some stray dog he didn’t want to freeze.And still… I clung to it.The walls were silent, a deceptive quiet that screamed with unseen dangers. Silence never meant safety. It just meant whatever was coming hadn’t shown its teeth yet.I didn’t know what to make of Jax. No—Reaper. The name clung to him like blood, dark and inescapable. He wasn’t like the men I knew, the ones who took and broke and left nothing but wreckage. And that made him even more dangerous, because I couldn't predict him. There was a line in his eyes—hard and jagged, a con
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Chapter 4: THE THINGS WE CANT PROTECT
(Jax’s POV)It was strange, having someone else in my space again.The quiet was no longer a weight. It was a shape. Her shape.Sarah moved through the clubhouse like a shadow—silent, careful, haunted. But she didn’t flinch as much anymore. She still didn’t talk much, but I could see the way her eyes scanned the room, calculating everything. Survival instincts, sharp and worn-in.I got that. I lived on instincts too.She didn’t ask questions, and I didn’t push her to talk. I’d seen enough broken things to know that silence sometimes said more than words ever could.And yet, she was the only person I’d let near my tools in years.Butterfly.That’s what I’d called her. The word slipped out before I could stop it.Fitting.She looked like something that had been ripped open mid-transformation—wings half-formed, still covered in ash from the fire she crawled out of. I didn’t know what had burned her, but I knew enough not to ask. Some wounds weren’t meant to be touched.I just hoped the o
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CHAPTER 5: THE DEVIL'S BARGAIN
Sarah's Pov I stood in the quiet of Jax’s house, my fingers trembling as they brushed against the hollow at my throat.My pendant.It was gone.Panic spiked through me, sharp and cold. I patted my collarbone, my chest, even the pocket of my worn jeans, hoping, praying it had somehow slipped inside. But it was nowhere.*No. No, no, no.*That pendant was everything. The only thing I’d managed to hold onto from my mother. A small silver disk, worn with age, etched with a design I used to trace as a child whenever I felt scared. And now — now it was gone.My mind raced. *Where did I last see it? When did I last feel the weight of it against my skin?Had I lost it during the chaos at the clubhouse? When Jax had pulled me away from those leering eyes and dragging hands? Or had it slipped off in the night, tangled in the sheets of a bed that wasn’t mine?A wave of nausea rolled through me. *Damn it.*I wrapped my arms around myself, trying to push back the gnawing sense of dread that had no
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Chapter 6: Burning it all
Sarah's Pov I squeezed the pendant in my trembling hand as Jax’s voice drummed in my skull. “Why are you involved in this? Talk, or I’ll rip every secret out of you.” He loomed over me, the evening light catching the edge of his leather vest and the hard lines of his jaw. My heart thudded so loud I feared he’d hear it.The message from the Iron Vultures burned like acid in my pocket – proof of a past I’d died to forget. Now here was Jax, furious and terrifying, twisting the pendant between his fingers. “I – I’ll tell you everything,” I choked out, hardly believing my own words.Jax’s eyes narrowed. “It better be everything.” His grip on my arm was pain, white bone pressing through skin. The warning in his tone was final. Tears stung my eyes. My lips parted, memories clawing to the surface of my mind. “Okay,” I whispered, voice raw. “I’ll tell you.”My vision blurred as I took a shuddering breath. It was as if a dam broke inside me – the present swirled away and I was no longer at thi
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Chapter 7: THE ONLY WAY
(Sarah’s POV)The cold night air burned in Sarah’s lungs, a raw, desperate gasp for a freedom she could taste but couldn't quite reach. The small bag she clutched to her chest was pitiful – a meager collection of clothes, a wad of crumpled bills she’d snatched from Caleb’s secret stash. It wasn’t much, but it represented everything: a sliver of hope, a desperate bid for a life that wasn't dictated by the click of a gun or the slam of a fist. Freedom. The word echoed in her mind, a sweet, impossible whisper.But freedom, she now knew, had a terrifying sound.It was the guttural roar of a motorcycle engine, suddenly too close, too powerful.It was the sickening screech of tires on gravel, cutting through the silence of the house.And then, worst of all, it was Caleb’s voice, low and deadly, slithering from the shadows behind her. “You ungrateful bitch.”Sarah froze, her muscles locking in terror. A second, perhaps two, stretched into an eternity. He snatched her from behind, yanking h
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Chapter 8: Blood Oath
Reaper's PovThe air inside the clubhouse crackled with a tension so thick it felt like static before a lightning strike. The heavy oak table in front of Jax, scarred with a century of knife marks, cigarette burns, and the dried, faded stains of old blood, bore the brutal history of a hundred violent decisions. It was a monument to the Blackfangs’ reign, and tonight, it felt like an altar for sacrifice. Riot, his most loyal, most volatile brother, leaned forward, his scarred fists clenched on the table. His dark eyes, usually glinting with mischief, burned with an unbridled fury that Jax recognized all too well. “We don’t have time to play goddamn babysitter, Jax. That girl? Sarah? She’s baggage. You know it. I know it. Every man in this room knows it. You hand her over to the Vultures – we get Lila back. End of story. Clean. Simple.” Ghost, silent as his chosen name, remained in the shadows. He just watched, his gaze unblinking. The predatory glint of steel in his eyes said he
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Chapter 9: Hell's New King
Sarah's Pov The night swallowed Sarah whole. Every desperate breath burned in her lungs.Her choice felt like a physical weight, chaining her to the cracked earth beneath her bare feet. This wasn't just walking; it was a surrender.The humid air, thick with the pervasive stench of gasoline, stale sweat, and old sins, seemed to cling to her skin. It was a perfect path to hell, and she walked it willingly.She knew the place. The Viper's Den. A Vulture dive on the city's outskirts, where the streetlights died and laws followed suit. The neon sign above the entrance hung crooked, its few remaining tubes flickering erratically. It dared not stay lit too long, too afraid to truly reveal the depravity within.This was where she’d heard Caleb’s men congregate, a lair for the very monsters she sought to escape. And now, she walked straight into it.Sarah's hands, clammy with a cold sweat that had nothing to do with the night's chill, shook uncontrollably as she reached for the heavy, rusted
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Chapter 10: Raining Down Fire
Jax's PovThe night wind stung Jax’s face as the Blackfangs roared through the dark, engines growling like wolves hunting prey. His hands gripped the handlebars so tight his knuckles burned, the leather biting into his skin. His heart pounded in time with the bike’s thunderous roar, a desperate drumbeat against his ribs. Every second felt like a lifetime slipping away.Lila. Sarah.His daughter’s bright, innocent smile. Sarah’s haunted, weary eyes. Both of them, so precious, so vulnerable, slipping further from his reach with every agonizing beat of his engine. The thought was a raw ache in his chest, a burning urgency that fueled his speed. He pushed his bike harder, ignoring the chill that cut through his leather vest.They reached the Vultures’ bar — the kind of place where death lingered in the walls, an invisible presence in the stale air. The flickering neon sign above the door was half-broken, casting a sickly red glow over the deserted lot. The parking lot was mostly empty, a
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