Biker Mc Romance Books Novels & Stories

Mom was begging the same guy who’d raped me and targeted me. “Come on, let’s go.” I didn’t fight when Lucas led me to the car, then we drove off. Mom was still with Becky. When we got home, Lucas walked me inside. I couldn’t think straight at all. I needed to know what the hell was really going on. “Listen to me, Casey. Stay away from Becky. He’s dangerous. He’s a drug dealer, he rapes women, he does all kinds of chaotic shit… “ I stared blankly at Lucas. “Aren’t all bikers like that?”

I need to be faster and careful because this didn't look like a joke. The rider pulled closer, his presence pressing in on me like he was forcing a hand around my throat. I knew that energy. I needed no one to tell me who owned that darkness. It would be no one but my crazy ex-husband Dante. He cut in hard, too close, his bike slamming into mine. Metal screamed as sparks exploded between us. My bike jerked violently, tires skidding as I fought to keep control. I cussed under my breath. He was smiling under that helmet. I could feel it. He was crazy already anyway, and dealing with me was one of what made him so happy.

I’d glimpsed them before, from afar at pearl street, but never up close. He killed the engine, helping me off. “Welcome to the den…thought you might want to see where I disappear to.” I looked around—guys and a few girls tuning bikes, laughing over toolboxes, a makeshift track looping the parking lot. “This is your world?” “One of them.” He grinned, but it didn’t reach his eyes. “Come meet the pack.” He introduced me around—Rico, the quiet storyteller with the intense stare; Jax, the loud one with tattoos snaking up his arms; a girl named Lena who sized me up with a nod and a “So you’re the one keeping him grounded.”

I unlocked the door to the sight of a black beastly motorcycle with an equally huge biker all dressed in black riding through the gate to the mansion entrance. My breath catches. I’ve never had a thing for bikers because of their rough edges, their disregard for “proper” society, but the way he locks eyes with me through that tinted visor… the way his tattooed arm flexes as he grips the handlebars… a rush of wet heat floods between my thighs. I press them together, clit pulsing hard. What the hell is wrong with me? Last night was Simon’s twin. Now I’m getting wet because of some random hot biker?

'' He laughed. Elysia had no idea what he was saying. She just wanted to run away from his powerful thrusts. That satan played with her body the whole night. Her body was shattering and she couldn't put those pieces back. Even after ruining her, he didn't feel better. So, with a cigarette he carved the initials of his name 'M' on her left cheek. She had no strength left to resist that. The tears were scattered. She was in pain to the point that she felt herself going numb.

My life couldn't get any better than it is now and I thank god everyday for sending this angel into my territory! ***Book 2 : Dice's little runaway will be out within the week. 5 chapters are already completed***

Now that was the Ty I knew and loved. "We still haven't seen him yet but if you tracked him here and that book ties in then there are only so many places around here he could be hiding out. We'll get to the bottom of it. Just one more player, he should be here..." Just then Chaz opened up the gate and a whole fucking crew of bikers came riding in. The leader dismounted off his custom made top of the line ride with his wife's name emblazoned on the side and headed for us. One smooth motherfucker this one, and the shades just tipped that shit over the edge.

“Answer me, Rose.” “Yes.” The word hissed out of her lips, husky and warm, making me iron hard as my cock tried to get out of my pants and fuck her then and there. . . A. Gupta Check out my other books: CAGED- A Dark Billionaire Captive Romance BRIDE TO BE. TWISTED MARRIAGE - A DARK MMF Mafia Romance His Broken Princess His Steel Princess All my books are dark with anti heroes and erôtica. All books are completed!

Motorcycles roared through the new opening—a dozen riders, all wearing Iron Wolves patches. Damien led them. His face was a mask of blood and fury. When his eyes found mine across the destroyed clubhouse, relief and rage warred in their depths. "Flora. Get down!" I dropped as bullets erupted. The Savage Kings scattered, returning fire. Damien rode straight through the chaos, his bike sliding sideways as he dismounted in a fluid motion that should have been impossible. He reached me in seconds, his body shielding mine. "You hurt?" His hands ran over me, checking for wounds.

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 Bane and The Alpha Beast – A fated-mate, enemies-to-lovers paranormal romance packed with secrets, slow-burn tension, and devastating desire. 🏍️ Claimed By The Biker King – A gritty, dangerous, and deliciously twisted MC romance where love rides right alongside revenge. Make sure to add them to your library and stay tuned—this ride is far from over.