Rebel’s Property_A Motorcycle Club Romance_Satan’s Martyrs MC

by Kathryn Thomas

  She’s too pure and innocent for my world.

  But as soon as I had a taste of her perfection, I knew:

  I won’t rest until I own the rest of her.

  HAZEL

  The bad boy biker caught me in the shadows, and I let him into my life.

  My art was my safe house, but he turned it into an inferno.

  There was no reason to believe him.

  But then he wrapped his hands around my wrists, crushed me to the bed,

  And made me plead for more.

  I can’t struggle or move.

  Can’t help but nod every time he presses his bearded lips against my ear and growls,

  “I own you now, darling.”

  LOGAN

  I didn’t mean to bring my nightmare to her doorstep.

  She wasn’t cut out for the outlaw life.

  But that all changed when I tasted her.

  Consumed her.

  Made her the fiery sun at the center of my universe.

  Now, a lunatic is blaming us for his shattered life.

  He wants us in the ground.

  He wants to steal her away.

  But no one takes anything from me.

  Not without a fight.

  And I plan on fighting real f**king dirty.

  Brute’s Property: A Motorcycle Club Romance (The Blazers MC) (Claimed By Him Book 3)

  She’s mine to use as I please.

  That was the deal.

  Her body in exchange for her brother’s life.

  But now that she belongs to me…

  I’m gonna use her ‘til she can't take it anymore.

  REV

  It’s a savage pleasure to have a woman at my bidding.

  To know I own every damn piece of her.

  And it’s all mine for the taking.

  For the squeezing.

  For the biting.

  For the f**king.

  It didn’t have to be this way.

  She could’ve just let me go about my business.

  But that would’ve meant seeing her brother dead on the floor, with my bullet in the back of his head.

  She wasn’t ready for that.

  So she did the only thing she could:

  She took his place.

  But I wasn’t about to put a beauty like that in the dirt.

  No, this one was coming home with me.

  She’s my property now.

  JENNA

  I knew my brother was in trouble.

  I just didn't know that he was in six-foot-four, two-hundred-and-fifty pounds of tattooed biker hitman trouble.

  I can try and ignore Mark's drug problem all I want.

  But there's no ignoring the chaos it's brought to our doorstep:

  A killer sitting in the living room...

  With a loaded gun aimed square between my eyes.

  I'll do anything to protect my brother from the drug dealer hell-bent on ending his life.

  I just didn't expect to have to protect myself from falling for the weapon sent to destroy him…

  But I’m his from the moment he sees me.

  Bad Boy’s Property: A Motorcycle Club Romance (Lost Disciples MC)

  He tied me down and took me like he owned me.

  I’m not his property. I refuse to be.

  But the bad boy biker isn’t giving me much choice.

  The harder I try to escape the MC life…

  The harder he pins me down and owns me.

  NATASHA

  My father is dead. And now the monsters are coming after me.

  I didn’t know what to feel while I watched my father’s body get lowered into the ground.

  Part of me was devasted, of course – no daughter should have to bury her father.

  But part of me couldn’t help but be relieved.

  Because I want no part of my dad’s criminal empire.

  I just want to be left the hell alone.

  His enemies, his allies, all of them – get away from me.

  But Griffin won’t take no for an answer.

  I’ll admit it – I let him get too close.

  That was my mistake.

  But it might have been a fatal one.

  Because Griffin will never be content with just one kiss, just one touch.

  He won’t stop until he’s consumed all of me.

  And the scariest part of all?

  I don’t want him to stop.

  I’m dying to see just how far the bad boy can take me.

  GRIFFIN

  I’m everything she never wanted.

  I’m tatted and mean.

  I’m rugged and ruthless.

  I’m a leather-bound, inked-up son of a b!tch who seizes what he wants and doesn’t let go until I’ve gotten every bit of pleasure I can wring out of it.

  And that includes her:

  Natasha.

  The delicate little princess.

  She says she just wants to leave everything behind and run from her father’s legacy.

  But the outlaw world is not so easy to get away from.

  Us bikers cling to what we want.

  And I want her.

  I want her to beg me for release.

  I want her to moan my name into the rafters.

  I want her to realize that I own her body, her mind, her heart and soul.

  Above all, I want her to see the truth:

  She’s my property now.

  Biker’s Property: A Bad Boy Biker Baby Romance (Chrome Horsemen MC)

  He put a baby in my belly just to prove he owns me.

  NICOLE

  I’m a take-no-sh!t kind of girl.

  I’ve made my own way in this world.

  And I damn sure don’t need a man to tell me what to do.

  Especially not a man like Cole Porter.

  He’s the definition of a big, brutish outlaw.

  Silent, rugged, with eyes that seem to strip every piece of clothing from my body.

  He’s my driver – he’s supposed to look and keep his f**king hands off the goods.

  But it doesn’t take long for him to cross the line.

  And he’s not the type to do things halfway.

  It won’t be enough for him to taste me, to take me.

  A man like Cole needs to own his woman completely.

  I have to admit – I’m terrified.

  His hands look capable of breaking me.

  So why is there this little voice in my head…

  Begging him to do exactly that?

  I built myself up from nothing.

  But the second Cole takes me in his arms…

  I want him to tear me apart.

  COLE

  She’s forbidden to me.

  I’m only here to keep her safe and under control.

  But my employer never realized that I’m the one who needs taming.

  The longer I’m around her, the closer I get to coming undone.

  Those big eyes of hers are pleading with me.

  Her hips are dying for a man like me to grab them.

  She wants to be owned.

  And that’s the job I’m really interested in.

  Even if taking her means throwing away everything else –

  My club.

  My honor.

  My responsibilities.

  All that sh*t can go to hell.

  I’ve found what I’ve wanted.

  And I’m about to make her mine.

  Possessive: A Bad Boy Second Chance Motorcycle Club Romance (Sons of Chaos MC)

  SHE’S ALWAYS BELONGED TO ME.

  She used to be forbidden fruit.

  Strictly off limits.

  But I’m back to take her now.

  And this is a second chance I refuse to lose.

  It’s been so long that simply claiming her won’t be enough.

  I need more than her naked body in my bed.

  I need to own her, break her, twist her, take her.

  I need to fill her with my babies – over and over and over aga
in.

  There’s no telling how this reunion will go.

  It might end with her married and pregnant.

  Or it might end with tears and sorrow – just like last time.

  Tangled with the Fighter: A Bad Boy MMA Fighter Romance

  I thought my life couldn’t possibly get worse. Then I met him.

  He doesn’t care that I’m a single mom struggling to keep my head afloat to provide for my daughter, that my life has no room for a washed-up MMA fighter, that the last thing I need in my life is a bad boy—an arrogant, womanizing, wrong-in-all-the-right-ways bad boy.

  He thinks that just because he’s hired me to keep his house in order, that I’m his to boss around.

  He thinks he knows me, knows what I want, what I crave, what I fantasize about.

  He thinks I’m his to enjoy. That he’s going to make me beg and scream.

  The worst part of it all? I think he might be right.

  Tangled with the Biker: Bad Devils MC

  SHE’LL BE HAVING MY BABY BEFORE THE NIGHT IS THROUGH.

  I told the girl at the bar that she’d be bearing my baby before the night was through.

  And Race Colton always keeps his promises.

  There's no room in her life for any other man but me—

  And I don't mind putting a baby in her to remind her of the fact.

  She wants nothing to do with an outlaw like me.

  But she’s got demons in her past that are hungry to get her.

  And if she wants to stay alive, she’ll have to do the unthinkable:

  Trust me.

  Pregnant for a Price: Kings of Chaos MC

  I’LL PAY WHATEVER IT TAKES TO MAKE HER MINE.

  She wants nothing to do with me.

  But I’ve decided I want the pretty nurse in my bed.

  And I won’t take no for an answer.

  She was the first face I saw when I woke up on the operating table.

  I still had a bullet in me, but I knew then and there:

  This angel was mine.

  But near-death experiences are no joke.

  And before I can find the strength to claim her,

  My enemies strike first.

  They wanted my blood.

  But they settled for enslaving her.

  The thought of Cara bared and begging before my rival makes me sick to my stomach.

  I don’t give a damn how much lead is still in me.

  I’m coming to claim her.

  And when I do, making her moan my name won’t be enough.

  I’ll need every inch of her body.

  Her heart.

  And her womb.

  Bride for a Price: The Misery MC

  I SWEAR TO KEEP HER SAFE – EVEN IF IT COSTS ME EVERYTHING.

  I knew from the moment I saw her:

  This one belongs to me now.

  She has a code. The funny thing is, she thinks it will keep her safe.

  But nothing can keep her safe from me.

  Because beneath my muscles, my tattoos, and my money, there’s only one thing:

  A monster.

  A monster who dominates.

  A monster who claims.

  A monster who will make her beg until her voice is just a whimper.

  And this monster won’t rest until I break her code and take her.

  Her past life might as well be a mirage.

  Because she’s mine now.

  And I’ll kill anyone who even dreams of stealing her from me.

  No price is too steep to pay for my bride.

  Baby for a Price: Marino Crime Family

  I WANTED HER TO GIVE ME A BABY. I JUST DIDN’T KNOW IT WOULD COST ME EVERYTHING.

  And I didn’t know it would require me to kill…

  One last time.

  I was ready to hang up my weapons and get out of the killing game for good.

  But I guess that just wasn’t meant to be.

  I did what I had to when I killed the men who hurt her.

  Too bad the demons in my past are determined to punish me for that.

  Because the Marino crime family don’t take lightly to losing some of their own.

  And they intend to make me pay in the worst way possible:

  By taking her away from me.

  If I want us to survive this nightmare, I’ll have to do what I’ve done my whole life:

  Load up my gun and make some m***erf**kers bleed.

  Maybe the blood on my hands would be there forever.

  Maybe touching her afterwards would ruin her perfect innocence.

  But maybe, just maybe, if I did everything right…

  I could get her out of this the way I wanted her:

  Flawless.

  Pregnant.

  And mine.

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