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Jax responded. "Omg!" Raine stood up. "Omg I thought your face looked familiar! Jax it's her! The books we you know! I've read all your books! Back when I broke my ankle, they came in very handy to help pass the time. Remember Jax? The sexy paranormal ones? The ones we ah borrowed scenes from!" "Yeah, I remember the sex parts." Jax replied. "You perv, you would remember that part." Raine remarked. "Jax, we have a famous author here! In our bar! Omg! So are your MC ones gonna be as erotic?"

Its words seemed to pulse, accusing every man in the room. Kane paced slowly around the table, his boots clicking against the marble floor. “Men vanish. Families disappear. Squads fail to report. And yet no one here sees it. No one knows who whispers to Cross.” He stopped abruptly, slamming his fist onto the message. “One of you does.” The room froze. Rourke Under Fire Kane’s eyes locked on Rourke first. “You,” he spat. “Always too loud, too quick to anger. Did you think I wouldn’t notice the way your men hesitate now? The way they look to you before they look to me?”

And one name that appeared over and over. Victor Kane. A rival MC president from Colorado. According to Colt's notes, Kane was dangerous. Unpredictable. And obsessed with destroying the Devil's Reign MC. But Kane had been quiet for years. No activity. No threats. Why was Colt so worried about him? I flipped to the last page. A handwritten note in Colt's messy scrawl. "If you are reading this, I am probably dead. Do not trust Victor Kane. Do not negotiate with him. And whatever you do, do not let him near Jenna. He knows about her. And he will use her to destroy everything. - C"

she greeted, voice respectful but tight. Ryker barely glanced at her and his eyes stayed on me probably thinking of a way to make my life miserable. Yeah... that's my brother. “Who’s Red?” Jane asked suddenly, confusion clear in her voice. Ryker’s grin turned downright unhinged and I sighed cause he just found a way. He leaned in close to her, voice dropping to a filthy whisper. “The woman who wants to kill your alpha Kane,” he said, slow and deliberate. “And the woman Kane wants to fuck and kill. The reason he’s walking around like a caged wolf with a hard-on right now." He looked at me and I hate that he was right.

Hello once again people i am here with my new book, if you haven't read my previous book , check it out and all the old books are completed., Second book - Greatest regret (it on soulmate) Third book- Rich jerk innocent bride.(it on billionaire man and poor girl setting) And this one on (Mafia) . enjoy

Berserkers are obsessed with wood, and Viki also has a deep love for books. ‘Smut books with monsters and aliens,’ Raven groans, remembering the book Viki gave me two days ago. ’Reading about Krakens mating with a human male was—’ Raven interrupts me before I can finish. ‘Traumatic, that’s what it was.’ I snort before going to look inside the closet for a new set of sheets and a blanket. While there, I make a mental note of things Red might need once she can leave the clinic—from clothes to towels and other things females need.

It may not be the best in term of editing, but I truly cherish this book and I promise to go back and re-edit both part one and two so it'd make a smoother and more enjoyable read for incoming readers, as well as those who'd be rereading. Thank you for staying, patiently waiting and finally dropping at this destination with me. This is the final drop of Dawn Meek, and Ryder Smith, our very first couple. If you're yet to read my other books, you can check out SIN AND HATRED WITH BENEFITS. They're both completed and I assure you'll love them. If you're into brother's best friend, you can go for SIN and HATRED WITH BENEFITS if you love enemies with benefits, but I'd recommend to read both, haha

“Dimitri being gone reminded me of the time he went to war in Chicago. The Outfit tried to kill us all at the Black and White Ball by blowing up the hall next door, then kidnapping Dimitri’s mother afterwards. When he came back from that, he wasn’t the same. My husband was still there, though; trapped under all the torture and blood. So I want to warn you that, depending on how all of this goes, Kieran might not be the same when he returns.” Amaranthe’s words are like a shock to her system. She should have expected it, though; she knew that. Kieran was a mafioso, a bad guy with an even worse reputation. Giving Amaranthe a tight smile, she takes a sip of her iced tea. “I sort of figured that

"Dane." Kael's hand brushed the side of my jaw, and my breath hitched so violently I was sure they heard it. "Stop..." I whispered, but it came out weak. "You don't want us to stop; I can smell your arousal, Raven," Roran murmured. Dane's breath skated along the back of my neck. His presence pressed against my spine, heavy and controlled only by sheer force of will. "You are ours," he said. "Even if you don't understand yet."

Kane POV The war room was a hive of activity. Maps were spread across the large oak table, and books, scrolls, and tattered journals from the Rogue King’s quarters were stacked in organized chaos. Kane stood at the head of the table, his powerful frame casting a shadow over the spread. His warriors and advisors surrounded him, their expressions grim but focused. Bastian was seated near the corner, rifling through a stack of weathered pages. His hands trembled slightly, but his voice was steady as he read aloud excerpts from the Rogue King’s personal notes.