Scythe & Lilah Book 2 in The Reaper's Guard MC Series

After the man I loved believed the worst thing about me, I vanished. He's the president of a motorcycle club built on loyalty and trust. When his brothers decided I was a spy, he hesitated, but only for a moment. Then, my punishment and hell began. Now he has learned the truth, and is determined to find me and win me back. I plan to make that as difficult as possible. Updates on Wednesday and Friday. Read ahead on my Patreon, link in my bio!

Book 3 in the forever trilogy Lielle Ford has everything she once dreamed of-success, stability, and a life built on choices she fought hard to make. From the outside, it's perfect. Carefully curated. Untouchable. But perfection has cracks. Behind closed doors, boundaries blur, old tensions resurface, and the quiet weight of unmet expectations begins to settle into something harder to ignore. The life she chose starts to feel unfamiliar... and the love she believed in begins to shift in ways she can't quite explain. Then a tragedy changes everything. In the aftermath, Lielle is left navigating grief, pressure, and a future she never planned for, forced to rebuild not just her life, but herself. And just when she thinks she's found a way to stand on her own again, the past she buried walks back in... steady, changed, and no longer asking for forgiveness, but proving he's earned it. Luca Taylor once loved her the wrong way. This time, he's determined to do it right. But healing isn't linear. And love, no matter how deep, has never been simple between them. Not when history lingers. Not when timing has always been their greatest enemy. And not when choosing each other means risking everything all over again. Because some love stories don't end when they break. They wait... until you're strong enough to rebuild them. "Loving her was never the problem. Loving her right was." - Luca Taylor.

Everyone thought I had the perfect marriage. A loving husband. A beautiful home. A relationship people admired and wished for. And I let them believe it. I smiled in public... While silently breaking in private. For three years, I endured disrespect, betrayal, and a love that only existed when people were watching. Until the night everything changed. A phone call. An accident. And a truth I could no longer ignore. He was with her. The same woman he told me not to worry about. The same woman he chose over me-again and again. Now he's broken. And suddenly... he needs me. But I'm no longer the woman who begged to be loved. This time, I'm choosing myself. And walking away from the perfect marriage that was nothing but a lie

They call my husband the embodiment of cruelty. Demetri Ferraro was forged for control, vengeance, and bloodshed without conscience. Strangers murmur cautions about what he might do, forgetting I sleep inches from him nightly. If only they could witness what I have. There's a terrifying authenticity to our marriage. With me, he's attentive to the point of reverence. I wear his fingerprints like brands. His vigilance wraps around me, reflexive as breathing. I trusted him completely because betrayal seemed impossible. That was my undoing The merger of our families cost me things I didn't know I was losing. I salvaged only the skating rink-solitary hours on pristine ice before dawn or after midnight. The architecture of my future was more elaborate than I comprehended. The truth doesn't announce itself with confession. It arrives without remorse, manifesting as inevitability, as though questioning his constructed reality was never an option. I don't doubt that my husband loves me. For the true terror of Demetri Ferraro isn't found in shadows or violence. It's in how he determined I belonged to him, by systematically eliminating any alternative path.

The rain poured with relentless sorrow, painting the world in shades of gray as she stood alone on the old stone bridge. Her hair clung to her skin, soaked and heavy, but she didn't move. Not even an inch. She had been waiting for over an hour, the chill sinking into her bones, yet her heart remained stubbornly warm-anchored by a promise. Each drop of rain was a beat in the silence that surrounded her, except for the occasional roll of thunder or the distant splash of water against the river below. Time passed like fog, slow and thick. And then, through the veil of rain, she saw him. A figure emerging at the far end of the bridge. Limping. Each step was a struggle, but he was coming. Bruised, soaked, breath ragged-but his eyes never left hers. He had promised he'd come, no matter what. And despite the storm, despite the pain-he was keeping it . ------ © 2025 TheGirlwithRedCloak. All rights reserved. This story is my original work. It is not permitted for use in any form of AI training, machine learning, data scraping, reproduction, or distribution without my prior written consent. Unauthorized copying, reposting, adaptation, or use-including by automated tools or artificial intelligence systems-is strictly prohibited. No part of this publication may be copied, reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted in any form or by any means-electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording, or otherwise-without express permission from the author. Limited exceptions may apply for brief quotations used in reviews, commentary, or academic reference, consistent with fair use principles and applicable copyright law. Please respect the author's rights and the creative labor behind this work. This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.

Pixie was tired of her long string of failed relationships, so she decided to take love out of the equation and become an Alaskan mail-order bride. Stark was gruff and grumpy and definitely not looking for love after he lost the woman he loved. He and Pixie shared a common goal of wrestling a living out of the harsh Alaskan bush, and as they were learning to rely on each other, their tentative friendship turned to more. Until a secret from Stark's past came to interfere with his present.

They call her The Viper. A ghost. A killer. A legend whispered about in the Highlands. No one knows her face. No one knows her name. Only that she entered the Blood Games... and walked out the sole survivor. Now she holds one of twelve seats on the most powerful criminal council in the world. And no one knows she exists. Roxalyn Caderyn is eighteen. Quiet, controlled, and ivisible on purpose. By day, she's just another student trying to build a future. By night... she's the kind of power that topples empires. When Rox enrolls at St. Ravaryn Institute, an elite academy for the heirs of royalty, politicians, and criminal dynasties, she thinks she can finally escape the life she fought to survive. She's wrong. Because for the first time, she's surrounded by the sons of the very people she secretly outranks. A future king. A prime minister's son. A bratva heir. A rock star with blood on his hands. A cage fighter who sees too much. A hacker who knows everything. Six dangerous men. Six predators who recognize something dark inside her... and want it. But Rox didn't come to Ravaryn to be claimed. She came to disappear. Now her past is closing in. A man is hunting her, obsessed with the girl who defied him and vanished. He doesn't know she's The Viper. And if he finds out... it won't just ruin her life. It will start a war. With eleven blood diamond favors in her possession and enemies on every side, Rox is about to learn the truth... At St. Ravaryn, power is everything. And love? Love is leverage, and leverage gets you killed.

Ten years ago, Rosalie walked away from the man she loved after he betrayed her and married her stepsister. Since then, she has built a powerful career from the ashes of what they once were, convincing herself she had long moved on. But when she comes face-to-face with Elliot again-now a powerful and secretive CEO-old wounds begin to open, and the heart she thought had healed starts to bleed all over again. Some ruins never truly stay buried.

He was hers...since he was 8 years old. Jace and Rose were inseparable throughout their childhood and teenage years. However, a shocking betrayal forced her to leave the only home she ever knew. Ten years later, she's on the run from a vicious enemy, and there's only one place she can go: home. Now the enforcer of the Devil's Saints MC, Jace lives a half-life ever since he lost his Rosie-the beautiful girl that loved him before he knew what it was. Now, a decade later, he has the chance to right his past wrongs. Will Rose let him in, or are things too damaged too fix?