Biker Romance Novels Novels & Stories

But make no mistake: you do not mess with me, my brothers, or their old ladies. ​I climbed down from my bike. The house wasn't completely dead, but it was quiet for a Sunday morning. Most of my club brothers were back home with their women, though a few were definitely upstairs in the clubhouse rooms, hooking up with the club girls. Even the guys with old ladies still mess around at the clubhouse sometimes. I guess their women know exactly what they signed up for when they chose the biker life. But me? I could never imagine cheating on Ella. Once we are together, that's it. She's my only one.

The few times they had spoken with each other since hadn't been enough. "Anybody ever tell you it's not good to sneak up on a biker?" That same voice gave a low laugh that went straight to his groin. Never in his life had anyone affected him this way. "'Sneak up on a biker' is a relative term. You didn't even have your back all the way to the door. I'm sure you knew I was here."

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It seems he knew all of it was a made up story. “And this biker, what's his name?” he asked, eyes still locked on his notepad. “Mordred Sinclair,” I replied, letting the hate drip into every syllable. “He’s got a crew. Black Vipers or some biker gang bullshit. Check the cameras outside. You’ll see.”

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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.

We are started out as friends, then we became enemies, before in a cheesy way love conquered all. I was broken, abandoned, abused, and bullied. But all that only made me who I was supposed to be. Their woman, their wife, the mother to our girls. I may not be a mafia princess, but they are my bikers. They are my best friends, my men, and my destiny. And I can’t wait to see what else is thrown at us because I know no matter what it is, we will come out of it on top and stronger than before. The End.

She stopped and stared as it slowed, almost coming to a stop right beside her. She covered her mouth with her gloved hand, biting on a knuckle to refrain from screaming. Her heart raced, her stomach twisted, and her chest tightened until she couldn't breathe. Don't pass out. Her legs felt like jelly and her knees trembled. She gaped at the rider who sat on the bike as if he'd been born there. Anyone could see he had lots of miles under his belt. His huge red helmet had a tinted face guard so she couldn't see his face. He wore jeans and worn cowboy boots. His leather bomber jacket covered most of a black plaid flannel shirt. She sensed him. She knew in her heart. Dillon was back.

I have an inkling that soon it will get hotter when Brie sits on my motorcycle. Her little bum chafes on the smooth leather saddle of my wild motorcycle. When I think about it, my penis starts to move. Stop it already! Scale back the hormones and behave like a normal guy. Actually, I’m a pretty crazy dude, if you are familiar with me—criminal records, drunken fights, smashing of bottles. I hope that if Brie finds out about all of these, she won’t treat me like shit. For some reason, it seemed to me that she is always standing high above

Her finger slipped lower and slid effortlessly between the folds of the outer lips while her thumb flicked lightly across the eager clitoris. ‘You're wet,’ Celine murmured in that resonant voice, her face pressed in Karen’s neck, lips moving against her soft flesh. ‘It’s almost as if you’d had sex recently. Have you?’ ‘Yes. On the way here,’ Karen confessed, while hose artful finger continued to rouse her bud. He’s a biker called Spike.’ ‘Spike? He’s a good lay, isn’t he?’ ‘You know him?’ Karen no longer cared who had screwed who, when or how. All she wanted was for that smooth, perfectly timed caressing of her love-bud to continue till she erupted.