by Sophia Gray
Marcy hugged her back. “We’ve been good, hon. And I’m paying this time—”
“They’re on the house,” Bridgette cut her off. “So put your money away. I’ll just mail it back to you like I did last time.”
Marcy pulled out of the hug, frowning. “I just don’t feel right—”
“Marcy, you’re family. Family doesn’t pay. End of story.”
The door chimed again, and this time Bridgette was surprised to find Kyle standing there, half a dozen roses in one hand and Gabby attached to his other. Gabby was grinning wide, showing off the gap in her smile where she’d recently lost her front teeth.
Kyle swept Bridgette up in a fierce hug that quickly turned into a slightly racy kiss. She broke it off before Kyle could get too carried away.
“What’s all this about?” she demanded, gesturing to the flowers.
Kyle lifted the hand with the bouquet and turned it so he could wiggle his ring finger, emphasizing the gold band there. “One month anniversary. I thought we should celebrate, so I picked Gabby up.”
“Dad let me ride on the back of his bike!” Gabby exclaimed.
Bridgette needled Kyle with a sharp, stern glare. “I thought we talked about this. I don’t want her riding.”
“It was just a short ride,” Kyle protested. “Besides, I made her wear a helmet.”
Bridgette glared at him one last time to let him know they were going to have a talk later. Then she drew in a deep breath and forced herself to move on. She and Kyle didn’t always see eye to eye, but there was no doubt in her mind they could work past it.
Everything else aside, he was great with Gabby. Patient and gentle and so indulgent. She’d had to talk with him more than once about not spoiling her, even if he did have the money sacked away from his days of running drugs.
Gail popped her head through the kitchen door, holding up a white box. “The muffins are ready!” she called.
“Hon, I’m going to have to go,” Marcy told her, accepting the box from Gail.
“But, Mom!” Lena complained. “Gabby got to ride a motorcycle!” Lena turned to Gabby. “What was it like? Was it loud?”
Marcy tugged on Lena’s hand. “You can talk all about it tomorrow at school. Bye, Bridge. Bye, Gabby.”
“Bye,” Kyle waved. When Marcy didn’t respond, he grinned smugly at Bridgette. “I think she’s warming up to me.”
“She showed up to the wedding and put both our names on the card. That’s more than enough.” Bridgette stooped down to pull Gabby into a tight hug. “How was school?”
“Boring.”
Kyle clapped Gabby lightly on the back. “Better get used to it, kid. You’ve got twelve more years ahead of you.”
“So where are we going?” Bridgette demanded.
“A restaurant.”
Bridgette was almost afraid to ask. “But not another bar?”
Kyle laughed. “I thought you’d like Sloppy Joe’s. It’s one of my favorite watering holes around here.”
Bridgette wrinkled her nose at the thought of the grungy biker bar. She didn’t care where Kyle went when the Reapers were in town; she just didn’t want to be dragged along.
“I’m taking you to a real restaurant. You know, a nice one. With tablecloths.”
“Ooh, tablecloths,” she exclaimed.
“Fancy tablecloths,” Gabby added, deadpan.
Bridgette couldn’t stop herself from chuckling. She felt Kyle laughing right alongside her.
It felt so right. It wasn’t perfect. There were still bills to pay and unresolved arguments and a lot of little details between the three of them that had to be ironed out. But Kyle was his, and he was hers, and Gabby loved them both. And that was all that Bridgette could ever ask for.
THE END
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Outlaw’s Sins: A Motorcycle Club Romance (Violent Spawn MC)
Biker. Monster. Sinner.
FINN
I’m everything she accuses me of being.
I’ve robbed, I’ve killed.
I’m guilty of just about every sin in the outlaw biker handbook.
That’s not to say I commit crime just for the sheer f**king thrill of it.
Far from it.
There’s always a reason.
I did what I’ve done for one thing above all else:
My club.
As a lieutenant in the Violent Spawn MC, it’s my job to keep an eye out for fresh blood.
Our newest recruit has a hell of a lot of promise.
But it’ll take some time to whip him into shape.
I agree to take him under my wing.
But I didn’t know he came with baggage.
When the dumb youngblood gets himself arrested, I head down to the station to bail him out…
And come face to face with a fiery she-devil.
The woman says she’s Oliver’s sister, and that she’s gonna be the one to take him home.
Like hell she is.
They’re both coming back to the club with me.
And Cora is gonna end up bent over my bed.
CORA
I’ve fought tooth and nail to keep my brother out of the criminal life.
But we never really had a chance.
He fell in love with the biker lifestyle from the day he first heard a motorcycle engine roar.
My heart dropped when I found out he’d joined up with the Violent Spawn MC.
And it dropped further when I discovered the man who’d become his mentor.
Finn Marks.
Finn is everything I never wanted:
Rude, aggressive.
Powerful, dominant.
And utterly irresistible.
But I’m gonna do my best to pry Oliver. out of his clutches.
The bad boy biker might be an animal, but he can’t possibly say no to a deal like the one I’m willing to offer:
Myself in exchange for my baby brother.
I’ll do whatever he wants.
Satisfy his needs.
Submit to his touch.
Every night for the rest of forever, if that’s what it takes.
I just never expected to fall in love with the outlaw’s sins.
Exposed: A Bad Boy Motorcycle Club Romance (Fury Riders MC)
Rule number one: never leave yourself exposed.
But Erica broke the rule, and now she needs my help if she wants to stay alive.
I’ll do the right thing – eventually.
But until then, I’m gonna take her for myself.
I want a second chance to avenge the men I lost.
A rival motorcycle club stole the lives of my brothers.
Time for some good old-fashioned biker payback.
But then Erica got involved.
She was somewhere she wasn’t supposed to be.
And she heard secrets she was never meant to hear.
Bikers don’t have time for mercy.
And if my enemies find out she was eavesdropping on them, they’ll tear her apart.
She has no choice but to trust me to keep her safe.
And what could be safer than a biker’s bed?
There’s no romance in this story.
This is hardly a woman’s fantasy.
It’s dark in here.
Violent.
Racy.
But if she follows my rules, then maybe – just maybe – she’ll get out of this chaos in one piece.
Ignite: Satan’s Blazes MC
HE TOOK ME FOR MY SAFETY. BUT HE KEPT ME FOR HIS PLEASURE.
I never had a choice.
He says this is for my own good.
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sp; That I’d be dead without him.
At first, I believed him.
But then I learned who he really was…
And I can’t get out.
I’m trapped in this killer’s house.
And he’s just turned his sights on me.
Diablo: Hellriders MC
SHE’S IN BED WITH THE DEVIL NOW.
She was in the wrong place at the wrong time.
Now, she’s stuck under my roof.
Tending to my men’s injuries by day.
And tending to my needs by night.
She should run away – from me, my enemies, my dark and bloody past.
But one taste of her, and I know I’m never gonna let her go.
This girl belongs to me.
Savage: Rogue Demons MC
I’M A SAVAGE… AND I ‘M NOT GONNA PLAY BY THE RULES.
What tastes sweeter:
Revenge, or the space between her thighs?
Lucky for me, I don’t have to choose.
I can get both at once.
Because Clementine is the chink in my enemy’s armor.
And by devouring her, I get to hit him where it hurts the most.
It’s cute – she thinks I love her.
But she’s nothing more than a toy to me.
At least, that’s what I used to think.
But when I find myself doing whatever it takes to protect her, I start to wonder…
Is she more than just a toy after all?
The Baby Bump: Black Knights MC
SHE WANTED A RIDE WITH THE OUTLAW. BUT WE HIT A LITTLE BUMP IN THE ROAD…
Hannah Kane thought she could handle the lifestyle.
But there’s nothing like an outlaw to make a good girl go bad.
And when I corrupt her, I’m not gonna do it halfway.
I’m gonna own her from the inside out.
Starting with my baby in her womb.
She thought a fling on the wild side would cure her boredom.
Too bad it’s never that easy.
If she wants in, she’s gotta go all the way in.
And that means submitting to me.
I thought a roll in the hay would be enough to send her packing.
I have no doubt she’s never been with a man like me before.
A savage.
A rebel.
A beast who will make her beg for his touch.
But I was wrong.
One taste wasn’t enough.
We both wanted more.
Until we hit a little bump along the way…
A baby bump, to be exact.
And when her father discovers what I’ve done to his daughter,
He’ll come for my blood.
Normally, I wouldn’t give a damn.
I’m a biker, not a coward.
No civilian could scare me.
But Hannah’s father is no normal civilian.
He’s a vicious cop with the entire police force at his beck and call…
And his sights are aimed straight at me.
The Baby Vow: The Angel’s Keepers MC
I PROMISED THE PRINCESS I’D GIVE HER AN EXTRA SPECIAL GIFT.
But it’ll be nine months until my treat gets delivered.
She came where she shouldn’t have come to do stuff she shouldn’t be doing.
No wonder things went wrong.
She was born with a silver spoon in her mouth.
But I was born to fight, f**k, and drink.
So when she steps into my bar with adventure on her mind, she better get ready…
Things are about to get messy.
Because there’s no one to protect her here.
Especially not her politician daddy.
I’m gonna take her again and again until I accomplish what I came for:
Putting my baby in her womb.
To hell with what comes next.
Her father can try to hurt me all he wants.
He’ll never have what I have:
His daughter’s V-card in my pocket and my baby in her belly.
I swear one thing to you, my little angel:
You’re going to be sore tomorrow.
The Baby Oath: Anarchy’s Reign MC
I SWEAR TO GOD, I WILL PUT A BABY IN HER BELLY.
She saved me from near death.
In return, I’m going to give her the most special present of all.
That’s a promise.
One night was never going to be enough.
I’m too savage. Too hungry.
And she was a treat to delicious to forget.
But when I saw her again, it wasn’t under the best of circumstances.
For one thing, I was half-dead.
There was more blood on the operating room floor than was left in my veins.
And once she pulls me back from death’s doorstep, I’ve got business to take care of before I can return to claim her body.
Deadly business… as in, burying the man who put his bullet in me.
I make a note to come back for Beth.
But I see her again sooner than I anticipated.
Because my enemy thinks he can hurt me by hurting her and her daughter.
Big f**king mistake.
Touch what’s mine and you’ll pay the price.
Because I made my woman a promise.
By the time this is all over, she’ll be bearing my child.
And I intend to ravage her as many times as it takes until my promise is fulfilled.
The Baby Pact: The Twisted Saints MC
We made a deal with one small catch: I had to bear his baby.
I wanted an escape.
He wanted a baby.
What other choice did I have?
I live in a wicked, vicious world.
Full of liars and killers.
I’m a prisoner here – and I want out.
But how?
My father would kill me if I ever disobeyed him.
I need a man who could stand up to him.
An ally.
A partner.
A hero.
I thought Hammer would be that man.
But I was so, so wrong.
All along, I was just a pawn in his plan.
He didn’t want to help me.
He wanted to own me.
Not just for one kiss, or one night.
He wanted my body for nine months.
I should’ve never signed this deal with the devil.
His Branded Bride: Steel Devils MC
SHE’S ABOUT TO SCREAM MY NAME, BEAR MY INK… AND WEAR MY RING.
I’m gonna be the last man she ever has.
I knew it from the second I saw her.
I don’t give a damn who she is, why she’s here, where she’s from.
Hell, I don’t even care what her name is.
Because from now on, I’m giving her my name.
She’ll be by my side.
As my wife.
My canvas.
And, eventually… the mother of my children.
But there are some bad men out there who think they can hurt her and me.
Just wait until I set them straight.
I’ll crack skulls, slit throats, spill blood – whatever it takes to protect what’s mine.
Because she’s my branded bride.
And the whole world needs to know:
Keep your filthy hands off of her.
This one belongs to me.
His Inked Bride: Black Aces MC
SHE’LL BE WEARING MY RING… AND NOTHING ELSE.
She thought she could lie to me.
Big mistake.
I won’t rest until I punish her for her mistakes…
By branding her as my bride.
She wanted to pull the wool over my eyes.
It almost worked, too.
A pretty girl like that can have her way with most men.
But the thing is, I’m not most men.
I’m a different breed.
Hell, I�
��m a different animal entirely.
Others are soft. I am carved from marble.
Others are weak. I’ve got blood on my hands and fire in my chest.
Others would forgive her…
But I’m going to bend her over, claim her as mine…
And end it all with my ring on her finger.
And she doesn’t get a choice in the matter.
