Bikers Romance Books Novels & Stories

I lose my smile, thinking this. No domme worth her salt loses control of the situation. Out loud I say, “Thank you for your assistance, but I’m not the kind of woman who needs others to interfere in her business. And I’m definitely not the kind of woman who needs rescued.” As I speak, I keep my voice blunt. Harsh, almost. The same tone I used with Greaser Boy. But, to my surprise, my savior doesn’t react badly. He simply bows and takes my hand in his. Held there like I’m his Queen, and he’s my knight, he kisses my hand.

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.

My purse which I am holding carelessly falls off and I don't notice or hear my phone ringing. I stagger backwards as the bike approaches me but then I realise it isn't only one but others surround me too. They all stop and I'm caught in their middle. I don't recognise any of the bikers but they really seemed creepy. They all get off their bikes and move closer to me, a smirk tugging at their lips. "Finally, we found a lone wolf to satisfy our urge tonight." The tall one says and I'm left speechless. My brows widen in fear as I inhale their scent. They're not wolves but rouges!

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.

Drew After the day I've had, I'm dying to sink into the wet heat of my wife. There's nothing else that helps keep me grounded like being with her. Many men who live the biker lifestyle will say there's nothing like the freedom of straddling their bike and letting the wind blow through their hair. While that's true, and it is my freedom, my wife is pulpit where I kneel and beg God for forgiveness. Fuck she is my forgiveness. Anything I've ever done wrong in my life, I've worked through buried deep inside her heat. Right now I need that forgiveness, that understanding. I need something more than what I've been getting, and I know I'm going to get it from her.

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.

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.

The boss is going to have his hands full. They both laugh, and the other one replies. 'Adoro quel look da biker girl. Non mi dispiacerebbe metterla sul retro della mia Harley e infilare la mia lunghezza nella sua stretta.' [Love that Biker chick look. Wouldn't mind getting her on the back of my Harley and slipping my length into her tightness.]

I thought. Here I was thinking the bar area would be somewhere I haven't seen before, only for it to be the same place I was taken to by that young biker yesterday. It still had the same smell of alcohol and weed, but it wasn't as choking as yesterday...the windows were all open. Three plus four plus two is nine. Why was I seeing only eight men? "Hey beautiful, are you here to meet someone?" One of the bikers who sighted me first asked with a cocky grin.

Read the author's note first 1)The Biker's Obsession (Gangster, Ceo and maid romance) 2) A crush I can't date ( Have you all wondered this! Imagine two writers on GoodNovel fall in love! Imagine a writer and a reader like you fall in love ? Then you need to add this book to your library to find out more.