Property of the Outlaw_A Motorcycle Club Romance_Big Cats MC

by Naomi West

  I was sure I’d never see her again.

  So how the hell did she end up tied to a chair in my MC clubhouse basement?

  KELSEY

  I might die if I have to spend a single second more bent over spread-eagle for the foul, disgusting biker who’s claimed me as his old lady.

  I need to get away from this monster and his hellhole.

  But how?

  I’d worked my way into this club because I needed closure to a mystery that’s haunted me.

  But I never thought to have a plan for how to get out.

  Then Chopper kicked the door down and stole me for himself.

  He’s everything I’ve been taught to fear.

  Violent. Vicious. Crude. Commanding.

  Tall and tattooed, with a body like a statue and a booming, raspy voice like the devil himself.

  He tells me I’m going to serve him and I’m going to like it.

  And as much as my inner voice is pleading with me to cut my bonds and run away as fast as my feet can carry me…

  I just can’t do it.

  Because Chopper is the father of the baby in my womb.

  Brute: A Motorcycle Club Romance (Dark Vultures MC) (Asphalt Sins Book 4)

  The brute only saved me so he could break me.

  I woke up in a strange city with no memory of how I got there.

  The biker found me, and took me in.

  But this motorcycle club is no safe haven.

  And there’s a devil coming after me… determined to drag me to hell.

  Vera.

  I remember my name, but nothing else.

  And even if I didn’t already have amnesia, the outlaw brute’s burning eyes would have wiped my mind blank.

  When I’m looking into those dark irises, there’s only him.

  Tall. Raw. Tatted. Powerful.

  Staring back and owning me with just a glance.

  Rascal never asked to be the man I turned to for answers.

  But something in my gut tells me I can trust him – even though his leather kutte and cocky swagger tell me I should be running in the other direction.

  I need him in more ways than I know.

  And after a night spent bending for him – serving him – begging him for just one more touch – it seems like I’ve lost everything…

  Only to find where I’m truly meant to be.

  But this unlikely paradise is about to come crashing down around me.

  Because there’s someone else out there.

  Chasing me. Hunting me.

  And the phantoms of my past won’t until they’ve consumed us all:

  Me.

  Rascal.

  And the baby in my belly.

  Beast: A Motorcycle Club Romance (Hounds of Hades MC) (Asphalt Sins Book 3)

  He ripped me apart like a savage beast.

  The bad boy biker came to the auto shop to fix things up..

  Then he came to my bedroom to break me down.

  But when someone I trusted turns out to be a monster, I have no other choice:

  I have to beg the outlaw to protect me.

  JESSI

  Rip is an engine, a dynamo, loud and dirty and aggressive as hell.

  And just like the bikes he loves, he’s dying to tear me apart.

  Piece by piece, bit by bit, he’s going to dismantle me – just for his own savage pleasure.

  But when he’s done…

  He sure as hell isn’t going to be the one to put me back together.

  It’s not just my body that’s falling apart under the biker’s touch, either.

  My dreams for the future are crumbling to dust at the same time.

  I thought a college education would be my ticket to the big time.

  Fame, fortune, the whole nine yards.

  But it turns out Rip isn’t the only beast who’s hungering for a bite of me.

  There’s far worse out there, hiding their cruel vices behind friendly faces.

  And all of them -all of these animals – want one thing and one thing only:

  To shove me down onto my knees and make me their property.

  RIP

  She was a pretty little peach…

  And she f**king hated my guts from the second I walked in her daddy’s chop shop.

  That only made me laugh.

  I love a good challenge.

  And even though she’s far from my first vicious conquest…

  This little vixen will be the most fun yet.

  Go ahead and resist, I tell her.

  We’ll see how long you last.

  But then something happened that I never anticipated.

  Jessi begged me for my help.

  There’s someone else who thinks they can lay their hands on my woman.

  Hell f**king no.

  I don’t share; I don’t play nice.

  And if this creepy son of a b!tch plans on touching so much as a hair on her head…

  I’ll rally every damn brother in my motorcycle club and we’ll bring burning hellfire to his doorstep.

  I’ll make him suffer and plead for mercy.

  And right before I end him, I’ll tell him the one thing in this world that’s a pure f**king fact:

  She. Is. Mine.

  Bull: A Motorcycle Club Romance (Asphalt Angels MC) (Asphalt Sins Book 2)

  I claimed my dead brother’s woman.

  She was begging for my help.

  So I made her beg for her release.

  But the girl comes with baggage…

  My brother’s baby in her arms.

  XANDER

  I’m drowning in booze and sorrow.

  I know that this is killing me.

  But the thing is, I just don’t give a damn.

  I’ll either drink or f**k myself to death, whichever comes first.

  After all, what’s the point of carrying on?

  Those motherf**kers stole my brother’s life in a stupid bar fight.

  Petty. Reckless. Dumb.

  But that’s the outlaw way, isn’t it?

  Life is cheap out here.

  And I’m the only one left who cares about Arsen’s death.

  At least, that’s what I used to think.

  Then she knocked on my door.

  I thought it was the liquor making me hallucinate.

  This delicious girl, with curves for days and a glimmer in her eyes that gets me rock hard…

  What could she want here? With me? A degenerate biker?

  Then I saw what she was holding, and I understood.

  Kayla is my brother’s ex and the mother of his baby.

  She needs my protection.

  She’s desperate.

  Well, that makes two of us, sweetheart.

  Because I’m dying to see what you look like…

  When you’re on your knees, begging me for more.

  KAYLA

  I can’t help thinking this is wrong.

  But I don’t have a choice.

  Because I have nowhere else to turn.

  And with a baby to feed, I can’t afford to hold out for something better.

  Besides, there’s a little voice, deep in the back of my head, whispering ugly truths.

  Telling me that I like this – submitting to my ex’s brother.

  It’s saying I love being his pet, his toy.

  It’s saying that I’ll keep it up, for as long as he wants, as long as he keeps me and my baby safe from harm.

  Maybe we shouldn’t be doing this.

  Maybe I shouldn’t be sleeping with this bull, this beast, this animal.

  But I’m addicted to the biker.

  And every time I open my mouth, the same words come rushing out before I can stop them:

  I need more, more, more.

  Stud: A Motorcycle Club Romance (Cobra Kings MC)

  They said I couldn’t have her. I told them to try and stop me.

  The bad boy stud has wandered into dangerous territory.

  MC President Bishop Blaine thought bedding
a pop star would be the story of a lifetime.

  He gets what he came for, and then some…

  When the diva ends up pregnant with his baby.

  LOLA

  I thought outlaw bikers were supposed to be tall, dark, tatted—and dumb as rocks.

  But Bishop Blaine is only three for four.

  And unfortunately for my sake, he's managed to outsmart every member of my security team to get to me.

  It’s true: he’s got his own selfish motives in mind.

  Like laying his sinful, inked hands over every inch of my body.

  But it turns out Bishop got to me just in time.

  First, we're ducking a spray of bullets.

  Then, next thing I know, he has me out back behind the bar…

  Pinned to the wall beneath him, as he lets far more than his eyes travel my forbidden figure.

  BISHOP

  Lola is famous. Off-limits. Totally uninterested in a rebel biker like me.

  Until I make things interesting for her.

  Granted, I've had help.

  Someone's out to kill her, and I smell a rat in her inner circle.

  She can't trust those who are already closest to her, so I plan on making myself as close as possible.

  I’m gonna run my filthy hands along those lush curves until I make the little pop starlet shiver and beg for more.

  But I should’ve known it would all lead to trouble.

  As I discover, it isn’t just a killer we have on our plate.

  Because Lola turns up pregnant – and she swears the baby is mine.

  This was never supposed to happen.

  I’m an outlaw with a motorcycle club to run, not a whipped baby daddy to a famous actress.

  Until, all of the sudden, that’s exactly what I am.

  But we’re from two different worlds.

  She walks red carpets and wears expensive gowns.

  I ride choppers and keep my club kutte on my shoulders at all times.

  Having a baby together is sheer madness.

  But despite all that…

  There’s something in my gut that says I have to protect these delicate creatures now – my woman and my baby.

  I'm going to catch this falling star and make her mine.

  And if the man hunting her thinks he’s gonna lay a finger on my family...

  He’d better be ready for war.

  He Doesn’t Care: A Bad Boy Secret Baby Motorcycle Club Romance (Fourstroke Fiends MC)

  HE DOESN’T CARE THAT I’M ENGAGED TO ANOTHER MAN.

  Nothing will stop him from claiming me.

  He’s not the kind to stick around after he’s had his fill.

  But then something happened, something we never expected…

  I got pregnant.

  Owen Flynn is a dark prince from the wrong side of the tracks.

  Tall, tatted, ripped – and utterly, completely wrong for me.

  I’m your classic rich girl stereotype:

  An art student with overprotective parents.

  They want me to do the right thing:

  Graduate and get married to a wealthy S.O.B. whose name alone makes me nauseous.

  But Owen had other ideas.

  He owned me from the second I saw him.

  My knees shake and my heart shivers whenever I hear his the rumble of his Harley approaching.

  And when he touches me…

  I lose all control.

  He knows what he does to my body.

  He knows I can’t resist him.

  He knows I can never be with him.

  I’m supposed to be a banker’s wife.

  Not a biker’s woman.

  But the bad boy rebel just does not care.

  Because once he finds out I’m carrying his baby, all the rules go out the window.

  He says I’m his family now.

  So, like it or not… we belong to him.

  He Doesn’t Know: A Bad Boy Second Chance Baby Romance (Devil’s Route MC)

  HE DOESN’T KNOW I HID OUR BABY FROM HIM.

  It’s been eight years since the night he took me…

  And I still can’t get his taste out of my mouth.

  I’m coming back to tell him about our son.

  It’s time to bring these old secrets to light.

  But there’s something else the biker also doesn’t know:

  There’s a killer coming home to find me.

  Ride Dirty: Vegas Vipers MC

  I’LL RIDE HER DIRTY WHILE THE WHOLE WORLD BURNS.

  The last thing I need is a distraction.

  But how can I say no to a naked stripper tempting me to her bed?

  I should’ve known that Honey would be trouble.

  I should’ve known she was telling lies.

  I should’ve known, deep down, that she was somehow responsible for the chaos tearing apart my city and killing my men.

  But I let my guard down and I let her distract me.

  So, now…

  It’s time to make her pay.

  Baby Blues: Satan Seed MC

  I’VE GOT THE PERFECT CURE FOR HER BABY BLUES.

  Putting my baby inside her will be heavenly.

  But keeping them both alive will be hell on earth.

  I’ll put my life on the line to keep my woman and our child safe from harm.

  The only question is…

  Will that be enough?

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