WARNING!!! MATURE content for 18 years old and above!!! If you're an INNOCENT or NOT AN OPEN-MINDED reader, please refrain from reading this story! While HE was at the lowest point of his life, they met. Blake was a carefree high school girl who wanted to explore without her father dictating her what to do. She accepted Quen and gave him her love. But when her father learned about their relationship, she didn't have the courage to fight for their love. She left him. After 5 years, She met Enrique. While Quen was sweet and kind, Enrique is a handsome billionaire but very arrogant. He set his eyes on Blake and blackmailed her. She hates him but why does she keep on thinking about Quen while she's with Enrique? They have similarities she can't pinpoint even though they're completely opposite in almost everything. Will she ever learn that Quen and Enrique are the same person and Enrique is just back for revenge? Find out how Enrique takes back his angel eyes. Rankings before this story got reported: #128 in romance 30/06/17 #108 in romance 06/07/17 #94 in romance 08/07/17 #85 in romance 15/07/17 #81 in romance 21/07/17 #79 in romance 22/07/17 #66 in romance 29/07/17 #62 in romance 04/08/17 #57 in romance 05/08/17

Laura was left broken-hearted when she was sixteen. Now, five years later the man that broke her heart is back. She is still attracted to him, but he has changed. Is the man from five years ago still inside him or is her love lost on a dangerous man?

Angel has been in love with Parker for as long as she could remember. Parker lives his life between the thighs of different girls, until something happens to Angel. Then everything changes

Harmony is the adopted daughter of Reaper. She has a dark past, and nightmares that give her little sleep, most nights. When she leaves for college she meets Wolf. He helps her fight her demons while she fights her family for Wolf. This is the third story in the Reaper series.

Alexander never knew that a bruised an bloody girl showing up on the door step of The House would change his life. Carol's Dad told her if she was ever in trouble that she would always find help at The House. She never knew that it would also bring love an heartache.

You ever have feelings you know you shouldn't have for a person you know you shouldn't have them for? That's what it's like for Claire and Ashe. Electricity surged the moment they laid eyes on each other. On the front porch of the parent's home. Disregarding the familial technicality and the order given to him by her father- his vice president- to stay away from her, the two find themselves sneaking away to steal any moment together. All under the nose of the man who turned Ashes life around. While the two struggle to keep their relationship under wraps long enough to find a way to break the news to her father, the club's enemies zero in on Claire, using her past against her as a tactic to dismantle the club. After many attempts, the Cartel are successful at luring Claire into a trap that lands Ashe in Prison. With this sudden added pressure to the relationship and the reality at the type of lifestyle Ashe really lives, will the relationship make it through his sentence? And what will happen when he gets out?

Missy is a nurse in the Clear City County state penitentiary infirmary. That's how she met him. Shank. The Road Captain of the Holy Rebel MC doing 3 to 5 for running illegal arms out West. The tall, dark, and handsome ciminal is sexy enough to sweet talk his way into the strong headed young woman's pants and heart. And Missy is head over heels for Shank. And she feels he really digs her too every time he tells her she's his and no one else's. Only when he gets out and she follows behind, she finds he has a whole Old Lady. A beautiful one. Heart broken, a pregnant Missy runs off up north to raise her child away from a group of criminals and liars. But faith isn't so kind and drags her back home down to Florida when her father passed away and she has to back to clean out her childhood home all the while hiding her son from his oblivious biker father.

While on the run from her abusive husband, Margo is saved from the rain by a tall scary yet sexy man with a motorcycle and a patch. With no questions asked, Lynol takes the pregnant and soaking wet woman whose down to her last dollar back to the clubhouse for rest. Margo wants to protect herself and her baby and tries not to grow attached to the motorcycle club's president or their way of life, seeing as how it goes against every moral she has as a cop. But it seems the harder she tries to separate herself from Lynol, the closer he tries to get to her.

• Elvira • Some people call me Elf, some call me Elvira. I don't really care, because i'm distracted by the perfect view that would make a perfect picture. People call me stupid, an airhead. Honestly? I'm just not interested in their conversations. People call me childlike, talking people half to death, making pictures of everything I see. Honestly? I escape behind my camera so people don't notice the pain I felt when my parents abandoned me in a hell hole. But that's a story for another time. Right now, i'm once again distracted. But this time by the hot guy that just served me beer at a bar in the Nevada dessert. • Whiskey • My bar is my home, the club is my family. I've never wanted more than this. I'm content. I try to tell myself that I don't envy my brothers for finding their other halves. I have enough woman to fill all my needs, but they are empty fucks. The bar is my home and it might turn out to be the place were I find the missing piece i've been looking for. *This story contains violence, mature language, sexual content and dark themes* **I don't own any of the pictures used in this story; all right go to their rightful owners**

• Haru • I'm never alone. My own voices alway keeping me company. Protecting me. Hiding me from the cruelty of others. My soul was broken apart by the nightmare I called a childhood. Now I need protection from myself, because I told myself to never give myself to another man. So why am I giving myself to not one, but two of them? • Jaded • I'm quiet. A man with few words.Precise. A cold-blooded killer that would do anything to protect my club. People avoid me. I avoid people. It's all the same. I'm a murderer. A monster. I'm no good for anyone. I wish she could see that. • Irish • I pretend to be the happy guy. The guy with the laughs. I'm good at making inappropriate jokes and pushing peoples boundaries. I try to make sure people don't see the real me. I'm a mess, caught up in a past I would like to forget. But then she walks in. She might heal me, I might heal her. Too bad she is too interested in my brother. *This story contains violence, mature language, sexual content and dark themes* **I don't own any of the pictures used in this story; all right go to their rightful owners**