Biker Mc Romance Books Novels & Stories

I turned the key, and the machine rumbled to life, already filling me with adrenaline. The vibration under me calmed down some of the chaos in my head, especially Liliana's lips. "Try not to crash thinking about your little distraction," Landen shouted over the roar of his own bike. "Shut up!" I yelled, revving mine harder. We zoomed out of the pack house, leaving dust particles flying in the air in our wake, and through the street, straight into the woods. The southern border wasn't far, but the ride was enough to remind me who I was-an Alpha, a Ravager, not some love-drunk fool.

~MARLOWE~ I glanced around the room Burdock had brought us into, noting the walls were bare except for a faded Ravens insignia and a corkboard layered with maps, photos, and handwritten notes that had nothing to do with bikes. That corkboard sat like a bruise on my understanding. I’d expected leather and bravado and testosterone in a room like this, not timelines and grids and things labeled with coordinates. This wasn’t a biker club back room. This was something else wearing a biker club like a jacket.

guarded either. Inside the carnivorous building, the motorbikes and trucks were all lined up neatly, and I could not help but smile. Killian was so OCD about everything being in its place, and that worked well for me now as I found one of the smaller motorbikes. The shiny Arc Vector with its stunning royal blue trim had been bought for a woman, probably Killian's mistress, a stunningly beautiful woman he had called Lianna. She had turned up at the MC clubhouse one evening and draped herself around Killian. I had expected him to push her away and tell her we were married, but he did

I I swallow hard and pull my sleeve down, pretending I do not see it. Outside, several bikes are parked neatly in a line. Big, heavy bikes that look powerful and fast. I stop walking without realizing it. I stare at them, confused. I suddenly remember something. These people are bikers. I know that. I have heard stories, seen hints of it. But I have never actually seen them ride. Cane, Caden, and Gunnar move toward the bikes without hesitation. Gunnar swings onto his with ease. Caden does the same. Cane pauses when he notices I am still standing there.

“Alpha Jaron. I’m referring him to you. He’s in recovery, unable to walk at the moment. I need you to give him your best as his physical therapist.” I froze mid-breath, the name striking me like a lightning bolt. My pulse quickened involuntarily. “Alpha Jaron?” I whispered, barely loud enough for Marga to hear. Marga’s jaw dropped, and her hand flew to her mouth. “Do you mean the Alpha Jaron? The Biker? The most feared, the handsome Alpha of Steel Fang Pack?” I blinked, the weight of her words settling on me. The Alpha of Steel Fang Pack. The man whose very name commanded fear and respect in the supernatural and human communities alike.

I got my victory, something I've wanted for years, but the emptiness I felt confused me—a little dilemma, a little happy. Lucious was still out there, and I had to do everything to get him. Without him, my victory wasn't complete. The bike roared down the road in a rampage. One bike at a time passed, bloody yet happy, mourning but victorious. The bikers raced while howling at the moon, a sign of victory. Rage's bike was the last, which was unusual for him. I slowed down. Clara noticed and stayed close to me, whether to show loyalty or because she didn't trust me. I couldn't put my hands on it. All I knew was that she was close enough within my range.

‘She looks so peaceful. He thought, long red/gold lashes brushed her flushed cheeks, one hand cupped her cheek the other rested by her waist, her stunning hair cascaded across the pillows and desire swept though his veins. Moving silently, he stripped out of his clothes leaving only his black boxer briefs he knew he should leave her alone to process her father’s betrayal. Sliding into bed alongside her, he knew he should leave her alone, period, but he couldn’t; something was compelling him to claim her for himself. She would be eighteen in a few short days, and then her father would not be able to touch her; that was why he was so desperate to get her back before then. If he could hand her

The bike sped off, and the thrill was what I enjoyed most. One of the best feelings of racing with the most famous Biker in the whole city. Vladimir drove, neither of us saying a word, but his smell intoxicated my every sense, and I had to struggle not to sniff his neck. Even his clothes reeked of his scent and my senses couldn't ignore it. The bond pulled me closer to him and I gritted my teeth with anger. It's not something I have a hundred per cent control over, but I am glad he didn't mark me as other werewolves would do as soon as they discover their mate.

The smell hits me before I even reach the turning to the front entrance, heavy exhaust, hot asphalt, and the scent of fifty men in worn leather. Bikers are everywhere. I see the Road Captain standing on a concrete divider, his voice booming as he barks orders about formation and fuel stops. Huge, weathered duffel bags are being strapped down with bungee cords. There is a crazy, aggressive energy in the air, a run mentality that usually means trouble or business. I shoulder my bag and headed for the entrance, my heart hammering. Mighty is standing by the door, a clipboard in his massive hand. He is crossing names off a list, his scarred face set in a grim line.

A random motorcycle went by on the street, the person stopping just outside the door and coming forward and opening the door a little. “Hey, are you all still open? I could go for a dessert right now.” I laughed then with Teddy; the biker giving us a quizzical look as he took in the wedding dress and the tux. “Maybe next time then…” he slowly backed out and closed the door behind him, leaving me and Teddy as we kissed again in the middle of the bakery. -fin- Hello Everyone! I’ll be making a sequel of this book starting November 1st, 2025 called ‘Rogues and Royals’. I hope you all will join me on that adventure as well!