Everybody Loves An Outlaw Novels & Stories

I could never be one of those men with a nine-to-five desk job and a house with a white picket fence. I’m an outlaw. But now, when I have her in my arms and I can feel her warmth and her heartbeat against me, I cansee it. A future beyond the road, beyond gang wars and gasoline. A home beyond the clubhouse and a reason to wake up in the morning beyond survival or revenge. Tammy opened me up, made me reveal my secrets, and showed me that I could want more from life than the next fight. The next thrill. I could want forever. With her.

Ethan tucked my hair behind my ears, I felt something at the moment. It was something I have never felt before and that sucks. I blame for his hotness. Nobody had this effect on me. “I-I like vanilla” I choke out, Ethan smiled at me warmly. My eyes have been blessed. “Hm hmmm ” “And.. I like any music except for those rap songs that makes your ears bleed.Piper like those songs” “Piper?” he cocked his eyebrow. “Yeah,my older sister” Ethan hummed at my word. “What about you?” I asked genuinely curious. “Aside from the part that you are a billionaire and you love to work.What do you like to do on weekends?”

Let’s ditch everything and binge movies tonight. A small smile tugged at Natasha’s lips—a spark of rebellion flickering to life. Natasha: Deal. As Natasha settled in for a night of mindless TV, trying to forget her reality, Michael finished his simple dinner. His eyes drifted to his sketchbook lying nearby. He picked it up slowly. His art—his only escape in a chaotic world.

He laughed, the sound making my insides feel a tad weird but in a way it felt nice. "I was clearly busy at the time," I began, my hand indicating my room and the apartment before us. "So there was no time to ask questions on whether anyone resided here, spirit wise that is." I gave a small grin. "Plus I didn't know what to say." "Based upon my observation you," Jem said with a light chuckle. "Cora," he said, brushing his fingers across my cheek. His touch was cool and still semi-solid. "Didn't you have any loyal friends to rely on growing up?" I shook my head to tell him no because in some way I always remained the outcast of anyone that I befriended. A loner who believed that trusting other

It has always been myself and I. Maybe that is one of the factors why I grew up like this. At such a young age, I was able to provide for my own needs. Not only that, I am able to save money for my future as well. But at what cost? I became an ‘outlaw’ in my very own school. I have broken the school regulation of a religious school. That thought still bothers me, but I chose to continue what I am doing anyway. I even invited lots of my schoolmates so my business’ growth will be unstoppable.

it to stay out of my head. Ethan squinted his eyes. "Name." Once more, the rogue's lips formed a daring smile. "Death me. I won't say. Ethan's jaw tensed, and I briefly believed he may break the man's neck there. Rather, he dropped him, allowing the outlaw to fall to the ground in a heap of coughing. "Preserve him," Ethan instructed Marcus. "For the time being." We proceeded to the subsequent cubicle. As soon as we stepped inside, the younger outlaw stood stiffly in the middle, his eyes darting to me. There was something about his face that made me shudder not hate, nor fear, just recognition. Softly, almost as a greeting, he said, "You." I went cold. "Am I acquainted with you?" He gave a s

This new emotion was something else, something that stirred within him like a storm he couldn't escape. After his first wife passed away, he found love again with a local nurse and got married once more. However, after losing the love of his life for the second time, he made a vow never to give his heart to another woman. Now, he engages in casual relationships when the mood strikes, but he doesn't get serious with anyone and has no intention to do so. The pain of losing love twice has left him guarded and unwilling to open his heart again, after all he was from a world where loving someone could be consider not just a weakness but death itself. When Natalie came of age, she desperately want

Although the people here were poor, they had hearts of gold and treated me with great kindness. With a new life and job, my days were fulfilling despite my having to live simply and humbly. My reunion with Leo was completely unexpected—it happened when the rogues were attacking and looting the village. I hurriedly escaped with the people in the clinic when I suddenly turned and noticed a child had fallen to the ground. Without thinking, I rushed over to grab him and pull him up, but the pursuers caught up. I watched as the enemy's blade slashed down toward me.

They are all that matters to each other. Nico pulls her in for a hug. He wishes he can hug her forever. She makes him feel safe even though she can't pick up a gun. He's safe in her arms. It's in this moment he realizes that he's has fallen head over heels for Gianna Rae. He loves her and he's will do anything for her. ~~~~~ THIS IS THE END OF TO LOVE A CRIMINAL BOOK 1 OVER 80,000. This has to be my longest book ever and we are just getting started. Let's go!

——————— Two months later. Agnes, with Louis' help, successfully applied for the position of Ryan's secretary. As far as she knows, now he is the CEO of HOU, a financial company ranked in the top 10 in the world. From perfect looks to a huge fortune, anyone aspires to be a small part like him. Not to mention his skills in bed. Every time she recalls that day, Agnes blushes. Agnes's mission is to make Ryan let his guard down and fall in love with her. Then she would use his loophole to help Louis. Agnes doesn't know if she can afford Ryan's love anymore. Based on beauty? He must have met many more beautiful people than her.