by Faye, Carmen
THE END
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OWNED BY THE BAD BOY
I DON’T PLAN ON STOPPING UNTIL SHE’S CARRYING MY KID.
SCOTT
I swore to protect her. Keep her safe from the demons of her past. I didn’t expect to pull her into my bed.
One night was all it took. To break her walls, to make her feel alive again.
But once wasn’t enough, and all I wanted was more.
The President made her off limits. Said he’d put a bullet in anyone who laid a hand on her.
Too bad for him, I did more than that.
Until she’s carrying my kid.
Until she’s wearing my ring.
Until I make her mine.
JESSICA
I swore off outlaws—after the last one left me nearly dead—I swore never again.
Until I came face-to-face with Scott: the sexy bastard who’d knock down all my walls and set my world on fire.
I wanted to fight him, to push him away while hiding how hard it was to keep my hands off him.
It wasn’t a battle I could win.
And when he stares me in the eye, promising that he’ll make me his and that he’s not taking no for an answer.
I can’t help think that there’s no way he could be wrong.
BRUTE
Dawson
I hurt people for a living.
There’s no room in my life for love.
But that was before I met Mari.
I’ve never met anyone like her before.
Pure.
Innocent.
Begging to be corrupted.
She won't be the first girl I’ve pulled into my bed.
But I’ll be damned if she isn’t the first one that I want to make MINE.
Mari
He doesn’t just stare at me, he f***s me with his eyes.
And when he asked me for a favor—a favor that goes against all of my better judgments, I should have backed away.
I should have kept my distance.
I should have said no.
Because once I stepped into his world…
There was no way out.
COLE
I’M NOT A HERO
Cole
My heart belongs to my club and nowhere else. I don’t love, and my only commitment is to my brothers.
Until Nicole.
She was supposed to be just another job—but more importantly, off limits.
… But that was before I pulled her in my bed.
Now, I can’t get her out of my mind.
I want her to scream my name.
I need her begging for more.
She thinks I’m just a thug to keep her in line.
But that won’t stop me from making her MINE.
Nicole
Life on the street has turned me into what I am today: a call girl.
All I wanted was out, but what I got instead was Cole Porter.
Six-foot-four and covered in tats, Cole’s the strong-arm biker meant to keep me in line and keep unruly customers at arm’s length.
My protector and jailer.
I’m not supposed to talk to him.
I’m not supposed to look at him.
I’m not supposed to run my hands along his hard body.
… and I’m definitely not supposed to beg him to make me HIS.
INKED
I’M NOT YOUR F***ING PRINCE CHARMING
Alex
I live and die for my club, and I bury anyone who gets in my way.
Nothing else matters. Not until Krishna.
Innocent and pure, with eyes begging for a savior.
A good girl trapped with a gang of ex-convicts.
One look and I know what I want, what I NEED:
To corrupt her.
To defile her.
To make her MINE. and make her scream for more.
Krishna
HE’S A DEVIL—A DEMON COVERED IN SCARS, MUSCLE, AND TATTOOS.
A devil that took me, claimed me, and used me for his pleasure until I was screaming his name.
A splash of ink, a tattoo, and now Alex Gordon thinks he owns me.
I should run.
I should get out while I can.
But each time he touches me.
Each time his gravelly voice rumbles in my ear…
“You’re mine.”
…I know he won’t stop.
Not until there’s nothing of the old me left.
Not until he’s made me HIS
TEASE
THIS WASN’T SUPPOSED TO HAPPEN
I never thought for a million years I’d be in a town so small that it doesn’t even exist on a map. I never thought for a million years I’d set foot in an outlaw biker club house. I certainly never thought that I’d jump into bed with one of them…
Arrogant, cocky, and wickedly handsome underneath all his tattoos and leather, Vance Coldman is every one of my sinful fantasies come true. The word ‘no’ isn’t a part of his vocabulary, not out here in the desert where violence is law and might is right.
I’ve never gotten a chance to sample his dark forbidden world.
Not until now.
But something tells me that he intends on giving me more than just a glimpse.
… and that he doesn’t plan on holding back.
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Violence is law and might is right in my world. A man will do everything he can to defend his property—be it his bike or his woman. Out here, a man makes his own luck.
That’s the way I’ve lived. Anything else is just slavery with a better name.
So when she’s asking for a taste of my world, she’s getting it all.
But what she doesn’t seem to understand is this:
When you step into my world, you’re not leaving.
Not now, not later.
NOT EVER
