Authors: Carmen Faye
“Can I ask you one thing?” he asked, his chin on my hair.
“Can we call him Emmett?”
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Backing down is never an option. I bury my opponents, no matter who they are.
I’ve had my share of women, broke more hearts than I can count. But that’s life when every day could be my last.
Then Holly came into my life, and everything changed.
I can’t get her out of my head.
I want her in my bed.
I need to hear her scream my name.
I’ve spent my entire life winning fights.
I’m not about to lose this one.
I’m fragile. I’ve been hurt. But I’m not made of glass.
I want to be loved, I want to be touched, I want to be made love to. Hard.
I never thought it’d be from him.
He made me cry. He made me scream.
He made me forget everything that I’d been.
But now he wants more…
He wants to make me HIS.
Six-foot-five, tatted, tough, and unstoppable. Matt Perrier was the perfect hunter who spent the last six years in the mountains of Afghanistan.
Even though I know those strong hands of his are stained with blood.
When they rest on my curves—take me from one leg-quivering climax to another, I forget who he is. I forget what he’s done.
I forget that I can run from all my problems, but I can’t run from him.
Because those hands of his will find me, catch me…
… hold me tight and never let go.
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
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
I’M NOT A HERO
My heart belongs to my club and nowhere else. I don’t love, and my only commitment is to my brothers.
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.
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.