Awakened Outlaw Novels & Stories

"You've made a terrible mistake coming here." "Have I?" I shifted back to human. Stood there naked and uncaring in front of an army. "Because from where I'm standing, you've just given me exactly what I wanted." "And what's that?" "A target." I smiled. "You're all in one place. No more hiding. No more schemes. Just you. And me. And the reckoning you've earned." "Brave words for someone surrounded." "Not surrounded. Hunting." I reached for the power the Awakening had given me. Felt it respond immediately. Hot and wild and absolutely mine.

She hasn't had any contact with anyone in the SS since she left, knowing it would have just made 'Moving On' harder, but one evening, she receives an email… from Jemma, begging her to return to PTV and help her and the girls get their outlaws out of Prison. Will Harley help them out and prove she IS a member of the family after all or is the outlaw biker lifestyle just not for her? ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- WARNING for this book; It will contain triggering subjects such as sexual assault/rape and violence. This book WON'T be ''glorifying'' rape, however it is a big subject in the character background. If any of those issues are t

I’ll do whatever the fuck I want to you. There was no stopping the compulsion once it entered his mind, Colton’s body lunging forward around the desk, fist colliding with the back of his shaved head. The man faltered, releasing Georgia’s arm as he stumbled, regaining his composure in a mere moment, swiveling around with his fist cocked. The ugly teal eyes before him morphed into black ones, much like his own, as he ducked, using the big man’s moment to knock him to the floor. The bulbous nose, covered with large pores and black spots, grew narrower, longer, pointed at the tip. His face mutated with every swift blow of Colton’s fiery fists until the man looking back at him was none other than

The sound of my name chilled my blood. Despite the tightness in my veins, I replied, "You don't know me," in a steady voice. "Don't I?" He took a step closer, his moves slow and deliberate. "Out here, word gets around quickly, puppy. You're not particularly clever." I gripped the dagger tighter. This was no chance meeting. "What are you looking for?" I asked. The outlaw gave a gloomy laugh. "What you wish is the true question. Are you following a girl who is trying to hide? Or are you fleeing from a more dangerous situation?"

The sound booms through the cave like thunder. The other rogues fall back. Their fear is thick now. It tastes sharp and sour. A voice rises above the chaos. “Enough.” A large figure steps forward from the shadows. The rogue alpha. He is bigger than the rest. His body is scarred, marked by fights he survived. His stance is calm. His eyes are sharp and calculating, not wild like the others. “So this is the awakened one,” he says slowly. “The Silver blood.” “I am not Silver,” I reply.

Something in her stance, in the color of her attire, screams outlaw. My mind snaps back to the swift shadow that stumbled me in the woods. The same scent. The same threat. My eyes widen, golden with the wolf rising in me. Why is an outlaw here

In fact, from reading Irving‘s note, Owen could tell that the man took his job seriously. Owen tried to imagine doing the things that deputies did...whatever those things might be. Chasing the outlaws, naturally, was one of them. He never thought that he‘d be one of those outlaws. Seeing his face on a Wanted poster had been a chilling experience. Killing Mitch had been as well, but that wasn‘t intentional. The man was coming after him. What else could he do? If he hadn‘t defended himself, he‘d be dead. Don’t think about that. He had to concentrate on being

🎶In a world, where there is season and time, this is my season, it's my time to shine again, ooh-ooh, in a world where there's season and time, this is my season, it's my time to shine again. Elena sang with joy in her heart, surely this was one of her favorite songs. She pulled off her clothes and went into the bathroom, she now knows how to use the jacuzzi tub very well and perfectly so she didn't need Alex's help, she let the steam move through her body as like it owns it as she continued humming the song in her head. "In her head" flashes of some images of blood, people crying people injured, some dead and some crawling on the floor wailing for rescue, fire burning houses, and men in ar

“You wanted me to come back?” A slow, dangerous calm slid over me, coiling with the fire I’d found at the bottom of that bath. “Fine. I’ll come back.” I curled my fingers into the thin blanket, feeling unfamiliar muscles tighten, a stranger’s heart thudding hard in my chest. “But this time, it will be different,” I promised. “I’m not going to be the weak one.” And somewhere deep inside, that vow settled like a seed. Awakening. Not for redemption.

"If you don't want to live, then you can die too." To my surprise, that one strike had not only killed Tyler but also awakened Evelyn. But Edith had already stopped listening to Evelyn's words. She stared blankly ahead, like her soul had left her body. I followed her gaze. It was where Tyler had fallen. I sighed and left the hospital.