He made me his ol' lady. I thought it was because he'd finally seen me as more than my brother's little sister. Until I heard him talking with his ex, I didn't realize he was with me out of guilt, that he'd promised to protect me. So I ran and didn't look back...until I had to go back to find him waiting for me.

He called her his. His ol' lady. His wife. Property of Clutch. Rebecca "Bex" Pierce never belonged to anyone. She chose him. She stood beside him. She wore his patch with pride. Until the night he chose wrong. When a lie tears through the Dawnbreakers MC, loyalty turns toxic and pride turns cruel. In front of his brothers, in front of the clubhouse, Clutch does the one thing Bex never thought he would. He doesn't hit her. He doesn't cheat. He just doesn't believe her. And if he doesn't believe her? Then the patch means nothing. So she takes it off herself. Throws it at his feet. And walks away from the only life she's ever known. No protection. No club. No husband. The fallout fractures the Dawnbreakers from the inside out. Secrets unravel. Brothers fall. The club reforms. But the woman he lost? She isn't waiting to be claimed again. If Clutch wants his wife back, he won't just have to apologize. He'll have to rebuild everything he broke. Publicly. Relentlessly. Without expecting forgiveness. Because this time, she isn't property of anyone. Not even him. This story was born inside the Grovel & Betrayal Facebook group during a live "build-a-book" day. You asked for: • Public humiliation • Believed-the-wrong-person betrayal • Nuclear heartbreak • A man who has to earn her back And as I was reading your comments, one character kept echoing in my head. Clutch. You met him in Unlawful Hearts. You saw the quiet weight he carried. You heard him whisper to Remi. You watched him stand in the fire with the Dawnbreakers. This is his story. Welcome back to the Redemption Road world, this is within the same timeline as Unlawful Hearts.

Alice Alyssa Wildmer is a werewolf. Her mate has rejected her and caused her pack to rank her lower than an omega. She is abused and when her mate marks another person, she snaps. She runs away from the Red Moon pack. Years later, she returns. Only this time, she's the alpha of the strongest pack alive, the Lunar Nightstar pack. As for William, her mate, he's surprised his mate's successful-ness. He was driven by his pride and power when he rejected her. In the end, he regretted his decision. But will she forgive his mistakes. I mean, she only came back to assist the Red Moon pack against bad rouges. But what if her feelings overpower her guarded heart? *Sort of edited, but not really edited* * Warning: This was my first story ever written and finished on Wattpad.*

Cameron, a seemingly flawless, 22-year-old, offered his equally attractive, 21-year-old best friend, Jake, to move into his house with him, and his mom. Cameron and Jake have a secret hidden from everyone, a secret both are too scared to tell. A secret that's considered a scandal in their high society group. A romantic affair. They don't know how it happened or why, they just kissed one day. It was a total accident, an accident that kept repeating itself and escalated... ~ Life was great for them, they had everything they thought they could ever want. Except a secret that could never be exposed. It couldn't get worse, they thought. Nothing could worsen their affair... Then they met her. Sofia, a goddess-like 22-year-old, comes to visit family living in the same area. Both men suddenly develop a strange feeling in their chests. A strong sense of longing. A feeling they didn't know was there before. a feeling they're sure only she can fill. Overcome with this desperation, they try to lure her into their embrace... and their bedrooms. But will this relationship expose them completely or will it stay as they promised to keep it to each other, between the three of us?

What if you never had to feel ashamed of your darkest fantasies... because you were paid to act them out, on a stage? And not just paid, but paid very, very well... say ten thousand dollars per performance? Could you say no? And what if the owner of the Club With No Name is a charming young man in the most elegant suit you've ever seen? Is it a desire for wild adventure that brings you to the Owner? Or is it the fantasy that some day he will see you as more than one of his beautiful employees? Maybe see you as someone who can help him be less alone? The Private Party is a dark sexual thriller, set just slightly in the future. Do you dare enter?