by Sophia Gray
I put a hand up to my face. I felt tears starting to well up in my eyes. I knew where his speech was going already. I knew what he was going to ask me, and I had to keep myself from blurting out my answer prematurely.
“Lilah Romero, will you marry me?”
“Oh God, yes! Yes, yes, yes!” I shouted, throwing my arms around his neck.
While I squeezed his neck, I felt his arms moving. He reached into his pocket and pulled out the ring box. He opened it as I sat back from the embrace, and I saw the diamond ring inside. I had no idea how he could have afforded that ring, but I knew I didn’t want any idea.
He pulled it out and slid it onto my finger. It fit, and I held it up so we both could see how beautiful it was. I fanned myself as tears started to flow down my face.
“So, it’s official?” I asked him, starting to laugh through my tears. “I’m going to be your old lady? Finally?”
He laughed hard and pulled me into another embrace, kissing me deeply and passionately. Every time he touched me with his lips, it sent thrills throughout my body. I couldn’t help myself. I wanted him immediately.
“I love you, Lilah,” he said as we parted. “And I want to spend the rest of my life with you. I want to welcome you and your son into my life permanently, and that includes being part of the Steel Devils. We are all your family.”
“If there were a way to answer with more than a yes, I would say it,” I told him. “You and the rest of the guys have been so good to us. Ever since the first time I walked into that clubhouse.”
“That’s how it’s supposed to work.”
I looked at the ring again, and I wondered how we were going to explain to Micah that we were getting married. Knowing Micah and how much he already loved Cole, he would have been as excited as I was. He was probably already wondering when it was going to happen. Now, when he woke up in the morning, I’d have to share the news with him. Hopefully, all three of us would be able to sit down for the conversation.
It was so good to finally feel like I had a family and a decent home for my son. Cole had no idea how much it meant to me that they were all so accepting of my son, or how awesome it was to see him light up the way he did when he saw them.
I had set out several months ago to change my life and to take control of it. I had definitely done that. I had found myself an amazing man who was everything I had ever wanted and everything I never thought I would have looked for.
“Now,” I said, staring into his eyes, “about that tattoo.”
THE END
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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.
HIS BOUND BRIDE: A Bad Boy Billionaire Romance
My billionaire boss wants to make me his bride.
I was in danger from the minute I stepped into his office.
But there’s no escaping a man like Enzo Lennox.
He’ll either force me to bend across his desk…
Or put a ring on my finger so I belong to him for life.
I should’ve have run away as soon as I had the chance.
But there was something about Enzo that had me frozen in place.
His eyes…
His hands…
The words that came out of his mouth – so shocking and filthy and downright powerful.
I did everything I could to resist him.
But he saw right through that.
He knew what was boiling below my surface:
Need. Desire. Craving.
I was his slave from the second his eyes landed on me.
Everyone warned me away from him.
He’s a player, a scoundrel, they said.
Here one day and gone the next.
A broken heart was inevitable.
I know all that.
And yet, when Enzo puts his hands on my hips,
I can’t help but submit.
But no matter how much I give, he wants more.
The billionaire is not just satisfied with my body.
He wants to own my heart, my mind, my soul.
He wants me as his bound bride.
HIS CAPTIVE BRIDE: Grim Rebels MC
I was his prey. Now, I’m about to be his bride.
I’ve spent years running from my past.
But there’s no running from the bad boy with my name on his list.
He’ll either drag me back into the underworld I escaped…
Or force me to the altar to become his dirty wife.
Life’s not easy when you’re the devil’s daughter.
The things I saw my father do used to haunt my nightmares.
But that was the past. I’m a new person, now.
I have a good life. A pure life. A happy life.
And it’ll stay that way, as long as I keep away from dear old Dad
dy.
Too bad he wants me back home.
He sends his best man to come “retrieve” me – by any means necessary.
And if my father is the Devil, then Vance Tate must be the Grim Reaper.
He’s tall, dark, and deadly,
With twisted tattoos that curve around his bulging muscles.
And a weapon behind his zipper that looks capable of inflicting permanent damage.
I know what’s going to happen if I try to run from the hitman.
He’s going to chase me down.
Pin me to a bed.
And screw me senseless.
But to my surprise, Vance Tate wants something more than to cross my name off his list.
He doesn’t just want a quick bang, either.
He wants to make me his wife.
And God help me if I try to say no.
MOAN: The Cantonneli Mafia
I won’t stop until I hear her moan.
As a mobster’s daughter, she thinks she’s a bad girl.
But if she wants to survive a night with me, she’d better be on her best behavior.
Good girls get rewarded. Bad girls get punished.
And Melinda’s about to get both.
It’s my job to keep her safe from danger.
But I’m the biggest threat of all.
She thinks she’s above it all.
A little princess, spoiled rotten.
Given everything she’s wanted since the day she was born.
But I’m about to give her more than she’s ever gotten before.
She’s never had a man like me.
Hell, no one has.
I’m big.
Tattooed.
Equipped, if you catch my drift.
And I know damn well how to use it.
I’m breaking every rule to make her mine.
But rules are for suckers…
And this prize is too tasty to pass up.
Her moans will be music to my ears.
CONSUME ME: The Bleeding Prophets MC
I’m on my knees, begging him to consume me.
I didn’t belong there. I wanted to leave.
But that didn’t stop him from taking me.
He was a taste of something utterly forbidden…
But by the time he’s finished, I’d do anything to have another lick.
I was raised prim and proper.
“Yes ma’am,” “no, sir,” hands folded in my lap and hair in perfect braids.
That’s what I looked like when I showed up to the biker party.
It was everything I wasn’t:
Chaos and mayhem.
Leather and liquor.
Sex, drugs, and rock and roll.
Years of a conservative upbringing were screaming at me to get out, get out now.
But one look at Cade, and I knew I wasn’t going anywhere.
He was carved out of marble, or so I thought.
Tattoos coursed over his body.
He was danger incarnate.
And I loved it.
But my taste of forbidden fruit might be the cause of my undoing.
Cade’s world isn’t all parties and wild rides.
There’s bad people after him.
And when they see what I mean to him…
They decide to come after me, too.
DEVOUR ME: A Dark Bad Boy Romance (The Wicked Angels MC)
MY NEED FOR HER MIGHT EAT ME ALIVE.
I swore off relationships a long time ago.
I couldn’t bear the pain of losing another love.
But then Amanda wandered into my world, waking up the beast inside me.
And he is hungry.
She was an idiot for wandering outside in snow like this.
If I hadn’t come along, she’d be a brunette popsicle by now.
Instead, she’s curled up in front of my fireplace.
But the danger in my cabin might be worse than the blizzard outside.
I’m not a man to be trusted.
I’ve got skeletons in my closet…
Feelings, desires, needs that I’ve buried deep inside myself.
And she’s bringing all that roaring to the surface.
One look at that petite body and I’m rock hard again.
It’s like the past disappears when she’s around.
And all that matters is having her.
The world outside my window may be frozen and foreboding.
But in here, the heat of my desire will keep us both hot and sweaty.
It’s only a matter of time until I devour her.
One More Ride: Carnage Warriors MC
I’M GONNA TAKE THIS LITTLE PRINCESS ON THE RIDE OF HER LIFE.
I’m a convict. She’s a prison guard.
This was never supposed to happen.
But I saw what I wanted and I took it…
And now the world is about to make me pay for daring to break the rules.
I took her the first time because I needed to remind myself how good it feels to have skin on skin.
Lips on lips.
Breath comingling with breath.
It was what I needed.
But her moans that night were enough to awaken a beast inside me.
And when some drunk idiot says the wrong thing in my vicinity, that beast snaps.
The punishment I inflict on that bastard is enough to land me in jail.
But in that moment – with my bloodied fists, my unleashed rage – I felt alive for the first time in forever.
Still, prison is no cakewalk.
I’ll need all my wits – and all my luck – if I’m gonna make it out of here relatively intact.
There’s killers lurking in the shadows.
And not everyone is thrilled to have a burly, tattooed biker like me in there.
Messing things up.
Disrupting the delicate balance of power.
Some people have decided they might be better off if I weren’t around anymore…
And they’re not shy about getting their hands dirty.
Luckily enough, though, I’ve got a trump card.
I’m bringing Beth inside with me.
ONE MORE NIGHT: Jungle’s Thorns MC
I MISSED HER TASTE. SO I TOOK HER FOR ONE MORE NIGHT.
Some things aren’t meant to be repeated.
But I missed how it felt to bury myself inside her.
I had to feel it again.
So I did it – I put everything on the line in exchange for one. More. Night.
ISAAC
It was a mistake from the start.
Drink after drink, and a girl who should have stayed firmly in my past.
I should have seen through her deception.
But I f**ked up.
And now, it’s going to cost me everything.
She knew my weaknesses and she exploited them ruthlessly.
I couldn’t blame her, really.
She learned how to be dirty from the best:
Me.
But I’ve got a few tricks left up my sleeve.
I’m going to get her back under my control.
And then I’m gonna make her pay for stabbing me in the back.
It will be long.
It will be painful.
But by the end of it, she’ll recognize that she’ll always belong to me.
STEPHANIE
I didn’t want it to come to this.
But Isaac’s men did something that should never have been done.
Vengeance is required.
And I know how to strike a wound that will never heal.
I know Isaac.
Or rather, I knew him.
But that was a lifetime ago.
He means nothing to me now.
He’s a monster.
A pawn.
And he deserves to be punished.
At least, that’s what I keep telling myself.
But deep down, there’s a little voice saying something completely different.
To beg. To moan. To whimper.
It’s wrong – too wrong.
That can’t happen.
It won’t.
It shouldn’t.
But God, I’d give everything to have one more night with him.
ONE MORE TASTE: A Dark Bad Boy Mafia Romance
One more taste won’t be enough. I need the whole damn thing.
Saying no to me is always a mistake.
It’s gotten men killed, buildings burned…
