Biker Romance Books Novels & Stories

His grin broadened. “I’d never lost before.” I sneered. “Okay. Get your bike, and let’s begin.” He ordered smugly. His demeanor raised my rebellious attitude. “Not until I see your partner.” “He’s here already.” He merely said, while going over to the Streetfighter. That meant the Superleggera was his partner’s. I felt his presence before I even saw him, and my heartbeat quickened. No, it couldn’t be. ‘Of course it could be, you idiot.’ I chided myself inwardly. He told me he was a biker too.

And having grown up together their whole life, they work well together running the MC and making the other generations proud. ~~~~~~~~~~THE END~~~~~~~~~~ Be sure to check out my next Biker Romance posting any minute!! Follow me to find it easier, and get notification when it posts!!! Thank you for taking this journey with me, and showing my story your time! "Claimed by the Bikers" "A Menage". It's about the Vet MC. Jaycee and Kenzie’s biker family and Angel's adopted family. It all starts with 3 best friends, Raine, Kim, and Sam. A brunette, a red head, and a blonde.

Kim replied. Ice didn't like to hear that. "So, he's history?" "Way history! I need a real man. Someone to make me feel alive. And I figured out just what type of man that is! It can only be a biker! They've the ones that really get my motor running! Yep, a real man, a biker!" Kim grinned as she turned to look in the crowd of brothers. "Now to decide which guy to choose. Hey Crash? If I choose a guy from your chapter, will you let me know if they're ok or not?" Kim asked.

Another side to him. Then, Elias gasped as her eyes fell on another book. It was sitting on the drawer next to the closet door, and the familiar humiliating title of the book ' My Biker Boy Fantasies ' made her bite her lips. The pages were folded, indicating that he had been reading it recently. "Oh God," Elias murmured as she approached the book, "How long is he gonna keep reading this?!" Just then, Kaelen stepped out of the closet wearing nothing but pants. Elias panicked for a second, startled by the sound and she spun a little too fast.

Mason replies. " You know the lives of bikers. Dangerous missions, alcohol and women. That's our lives. It was my life before I met you. I don't need to pretend to be something I wasn't. I used to fuck,alot. Different women every time. Some who just wanted to be fucked by a biker, others who were trying to get into a relationship. I don't want to sugarcoat things for you, Hera. What you see is what you get." I assure her. She stares at me with an unreadable expression. I can't decipher what's going through her mind. Her thoughts.

I climbed on behind him awkwardly, not sure where to put my hands. "Hold on to me." I hesitated. "Lisa. Hold on or fall off. Your choice." I wrapped my arms around his waist, pressed against his back. He was solid muscle and heat. The bike roared to life beneath us, vibrating through my entire body. Then we were moving. Fast. I gasped and tightened my grip. Jackson handled the bike like it was part of him, weaving through traffic with terrifying skill. Wind whipped past us. My heart raced. I was terrified and exhilarated and completely out of control.

And the first encounter was unforgettable. There's a bike parked in front of the mansion and I got on it. I was playing on the bike, suddenly someone pushed me off of the bike. I cried out and when I looked back, I first met Artemis. He's a twenty-four years old guy with a nastiest mind, deadly handsome face and figure and hot temper. From the beginning, he couldn't tolerate me at all. He wasn't happy that his father married my mother. But he wasn't like that toward my sister.

‘Mervon loved her like a mother, well, maybe an older sister. She thought with a wry grin, the truth of the matter was she saw Mervon as the daughter she would never have because she loved Xavier with all her heart and soul, but he had never looked at her in that way. Loretta had been forced to watch him take woman after woman to his bed, listening as he gave them the pleasure she longed for. Lying in her lonely bed and pleasuring herself dreaming of the day it was his hands, his fingers, his hard cock ramming into her. It had never happened, he saw her only as a friend, someone useful to him because of her ‘female’ skills, especially with his daughter. Her devotion to him never wavered, and

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 must have exhausted herself with all that training. I moved quietly into the room, intending to just take the book so it didn’t fall and wake her. My hand closed around the spine, lifting it carefully. The cover made me pause. A shirtless man with a woman pressed against a wall, his hand tangled in her hair. The title was something generic…“Forbidden Desire” or some shit like that. It was an explicit romance novel. I almost smiled. My little sister, reading dirty books. It was kind of adorable, actually.