Reckless Hearts Novels & Stories

What is that? I look at the streets crowded with both people and cars. We drove on and soon stopped at a traffic light. Silence takes over the place, but it's not embarrassing, which doesn't turn into a bad mood. But I reach my arm over to the radio and turn it on, being in the chorus of the song. "... I wanna wake up where your love is 'Cause your love is always waking mine I wanna break down where your heart gets So torn it's almost breaking mine I wanna lay here, lost and bitter

The crisp night air embraced me as I sat perched on the rooftop of the mansion, overlooking the sprawling estate of the Matrix family. The stars above twinkled with an indifferent brilliance, as if mocking the chaos I was about to unleash. My heart raced with anticipation and dread. Tonight, everything would change. Scarface was poised to take over the Matrix empire, and with their fall, my revenge would be complete.

DEX A heartbeat runs through me, painful at first, like something inside me has cracked open. Then, that pain spreads and changes, flooding every vein in my body with fire. It burns, but it heals too, like lava surging through me. Every pulse carries both agony and exhilaration until I can’t contain it anymore. My lips part, and a deep, wild howl tears out of my chest. It echoes across the battlefield, carrying through the air until it reaches every mind and heart within the Silver Crescent Pack.

Plates rattled, a glass tipped over, rolled across the surface. He fucked her hard—fast, relentless. Balls slapped her clit with every snap of his hips. The counter shook under them. Ada reached back, spread her ass cheeks wide so he could see his cock stretching her open—pink lips gripping him tight, slick shining on his shaft. “Deeper,” she gasped. “Fuck—deeper—”

And belief is the most dangerous weapon of all. I picked up my glass of scotch and leaned back, letting the silence press in around me. I had empires to unravel. Enemies in every direction. Blood in the water. But right now, all I could think about was Ava Rivera’s voice—steady, clear, trying so damn hard not to flinch when she looked at me. She’d flinch soon enough. But not out of fear. Out of recognition. Out of obsession. Out of the slow, rotting truth that once you enter my world, there is no walking away.

CHAPTER THIRTY– ONE: THE CLUB KYLE AND ANDREA Andrea had always been in control. At 29, she ran her own successful marketing firm, commanded every room she entered, and never let anyone see her vulnerable. But tonight, she wanted something different. Something that made her pulse race for reasons she couldn’t quite explain. The exclusive BDSM club hidden in a converted warehouse in downtown Manhattan was invitation-only. She had received hers through a trusted friend who swore it was safe, discreet, and exactly what she needed to explore the darker cravings she had buried for years.

Every nerve ignited, every heartbeat lost to the fire between us. We broke apart just enough to breathe, foreheads pressed together, hearts racing. “This is reckless,” I whispered. “Reckless is the only way to survive this,” he murmured. “And some flames… aren’t meant to be tamed. They are meant to burn, consume, and leave nothing behind.” The warehouse seemed to shrink around us, shadows pressing close, danger lurking in every corner. And I realized, terrifyingly and thrillingly, that I didn’t care. I had already crossed the line. I had already surrendered.

I wouldn't let them go just like that. "What are your names?" I question loudly. "I'm…I'm Regina" the pretty one stutters. "I'm Katherine" the other replies boldly. "I'll back to the both of you later. You'll serve as examples to other gossipers. Now fuck off" I say harshly and they both scurry off. The other girl's boldness was something else. So they all think I could have sex with just anybody. That's all I've been doing lately. Fuckkk. When did I start caring about what people think about me? I don't give a shit about being a better person. I enjoy being a bad person. It suits me so damn well. I walk into my hotel room angrily