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.

A gold medalist, newly married, is revealed as a cheater in his post-gold medal win press conference.

Copyright © 2025 by Bookish Dae Crushed by work, Leo sought release. His wife was exhausted, but her sister was all too willing. A secret affair began a thrilling escape for him, a calculated seduction for her. But when his wife discovers them, the devastating fallout forces a choice: can a marriage survive the ultimate betrayal, especially when the other woman is family?

One lesson I learned very early in life was to be cheerful, to be agreeable, to do as I was told and ask for nothing, and to never ever complain. Smile Maddie. Be happy Maddie. Don't make trouble and maybe they'll love you. I grew into an adult who took care of others and never expected that those I loved would take care of me in return. I gave and never asked, never expected, never demanded. Smile Maddie. Be happy Maddie. Don't make trouble and you'll find someone that will love you. And then one day, a Dragon walked into my workplace and turned my world upside down with a single wink. Having grown up watching his father treat his men like they were disposable, just meat bags to be fed into the grinder, Dragon was determined to be different when he became president of the Dragon's Inferno MC. He cares about his people. He takes care of them. He was upfront with me, taking care of his MC and those he considered to be his would always be his priority. And I agreed to that, I joined him in that mission, throwing myself into becoming the perfect old lady of the prez. Smile Maddie. Act happy Maddie. Take care of them and maybe they'll love you. Smile Maddie. Be happy Maddie. Don't complain and maybe he'll love you. I told myself I was independent. I was strong. And I didn't need my Dragon to take care of me. And I almost believed it. Almost. But now I'm watching him with her. I'm watching him comfort her. I'm watching him listen to her, support her, reassure her. I'm watching him take time from his day to check in with her. I'm watching him worry about her. I'm watching them become closer right in front of my eyes. I'm seeing every thoughtful gesture he does for her. And me? I'm not happy. I'm not smiling. I'm done being agreeable. Fuck not causing trouble. I'm about to set my Dragon's world on fire. And then I'm walking away. She can have him. For the first time in my life, I'm choosing myself.

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He lives by rules. She breaks them just by existing. Atlas Priest Adams is the president of the Saints of Retribution MC-a brotherhood of former soldiers who hunt the worst monsters hiding in plain sight. He believes in control, silence, and distance. No titles. No promises. No babies. Attachments get people killed. Dr. Indigo Blue Thorne isn't looking for danger. After a brutal night in the ER, she finds solace in a bar-and in a man who promises nothing beyond one night. She agrees to his rules because she doesn't want forever. Neither of them is telling the truth. What starts as a no-strings arrangement turns into something deeper, even as Priest insists Blue is temporary. Then the past comes roaring back. When his brother's widow arrives at the clubhouse pregnant and desperate, Priest's silence and half-truths destroy everything Blue thought she understood. So she disappears. Months later, fate drags them back together in an ER bay-where Priest sees the woman he lost... and the child she's carrying. Now Priest must face the consequences of the rules he hid behind, the words he never said, and the woman he never claimed. As secrets unravel and danger closes in, he'll have to decide whether love is a weakness- -or the one thing worth bleeding for. PRIEST is a dark, emotional MC romance about control, miscommunication, and the cost of loving halfway-featuring a hardened hero, a strong heroine, betrayal, redemption, and a hard-won happily ever after.

I knew my best friend since childhood loved me. I knew it. And when I got back from my business trip, I was going to tell him how I felt, especially when he told me he had something exciting to tell me. But it wasn't that he loved me. He'd gotten married while I was on an overseas business trip to my worst enemy.

I fell in love with Magnus, and I thought he fell just as hard for me. Then my class got canceled and I went to the club house so we could spend an unexpected evening together. Unfortunately, someone else was already there keeping him company. My heart broke open and something spilled out. My powers. I was a witch and I had never known it.

I'm married to a cover model/tattoo artist who swore his ex was history. She wasn't, as I was about to discover.

My husband was in a terrible accident that required six months of physical therapy. While I stood by him, cheering him on, he was making plans to leave me. For his physical therapist.