Elena
It was under cover of night that we returned to what was left of the bar. It had been blown through with bullet holes, at least in the actual front half of the building. A couple of the rooms had caught some damage as well; including Reed’s office. Tears had poured from me until my eyes had run dry. I was sure I wouldn’t be able to produce any again for a long time.
As I slid into bed with Reed, it was hard to think of it as a safe place anymore, even though I was glad to be home. I couldn’t help but feel a deep regret for letting the FBI hide us away instead of staying and fighting with our MCs.
Reed turned over and looked at me, and I could see the same tired guilt in his eyes. I stroked my fingers through his still light-colored hair. It had grown on me a little since we’d been gone, but I was happy to see his five-o’clock shadow again. I leaned in and kissed him, tears running down my face, believing my previous thought. I pressed myself up against him, only his boxers and my cami and matching panties to keep our bodies apart. His warmth was comforting and real; the only solid and tangible thing I had to go on right then.
We easily slipped into each other, my panties down to my toes and then tangling in the blankets before he unfurled his cock. He slid his warm member into me, making love to me slowly and surely, the way I needed it right now. There was sadness in our rocking motions that we shared as a held on for dear life. Soon, I was shivering in his arms as his warmth spilled inside of me. It was the only way I was going to sleep that night.
***
I hung up the phone and sat down at the bar, or what was left of it, feeling drained. It had taken all the convincing within me to get the FBI to let me go back Tennessee before they had caught Rafael Ramirez as we knew his full name to be now. Luckily, they had already apprehended a few of his associates on their way back into Mexico and were able to bust one location where they were holding a good fifteen girls hostage in terrible conditions. My career was about to burst open, but all I could think about was all the losses that had taken place because we had underestimated Juan and the cartel. The repairs were slow coming, and we had held a memorial for those lost already. But the one piece of good news we had was that Kyle was coming home from the hospital any minute now.
Daisy had headed to the hospital to pick him up. He had died on the table during surgery several times, but he had somehow pulled through. I had never seen Daisy so upset or confused before. The minute I’d come back, she ran into my arms and spilled the beans about all her conflicted feelings. There was another man she had been with for a bit, but it wasn’t too serious yet. She didn’t tell me who, and I didn’t push her. She had also told me that when she saw Kyle laying there and dying, all the feelings, she had once felt for him came rushing right back into her heart like they had never left. I felt for her. I couldn’t imagine the emotional rollercoaster she had been on ever since he came back, and now with a near death experience added in, it was just impossible to fathom.
The two walked in the door, Kyle with an obvious limp and looking worse for the wear. He wasn’t going to be 100 percent for quite a while, but as I understood it, a lot of the members owed him their life. He led the fight back against the cartel and put them on the run.
Everyone in the bar cheered for his arrival, and I tried to put a smile on my face for the sake of what was appropriate and what Dais needed from me, but I just wasn’t feeling it.
Reed turned around and grabbed a beer from behind the bar and raised it, tapping it with his keys to get everyone’s attention. I was sure he was going to give a toast in thanks to his brother, but instead, he turned to me.
Everyone watched as Reed grabbed my hand and looked right into my eyes. I had no idea what was going on. “Babe, you have been my everything through thick and thin since you got here. I would trust you with my life. I once told you that you were my ride or die when I gave you this cut.” He reached over and felt the leather of my jacket between his fingers. I looked at him curiously, but he gave away nothing.
“I kept thinking of ways I could let you know what you meant to me and how to top myself, but it just wasn’t coming to me. But then I realized, there was only one fuckin’ thing left to do.” He got down on one knee, and a collective gasp went around the room. I could feel my hand shaking in his, finally realizing what he was about to do. What the hell was he thinking?
“Life is too damn short, babe, and I want you with me every crazy ass minute of it. So, I want to know, if you’ll marry me, and make me the luckiest fuckin’ man in the world.” I was surprised when I felt the hint of a tear dripping down my cheek. Was this what I wanted, to marry Reed? It hadn’t been too long since I was engaged and suffocated and then betrayed. But that didn’t matter anymore. Reed knew me inside and out and still loved me. I didn’t see the point in turning him down.
I opened my mouth to give him my answer as everyone was watching and waiting.
Redemption
(Skulls Renegade #2)
Daisy Brown is a tough as nails member of Skulls Renegade MC, and she prides herself on pushing past her demons. But she just watched one of her best friends get proposed to, and she can't help but feel something softening inside of her. She has had a rough time of it, coming out of the worst break up possible with Kyle, the old Prez of Skulls Renegade MC, who left her high and dry when she had to pay the price for his screw up with a loan shark. Now, he's back, and he has gotten injured saving the MC from an attack by a Mexican cartel, and it's hard not to see him as someone she cares for again. The problem is, she's been sneaking around with another prominent member of the MC completely undetected and was almost ready to spill the beans. Daisy finds herself locked in the strangest love triangle she can imagine, needing Kyle's presence to heal from what she has done but wanting to keep the other man in her life tearing up her bedroom late at night.
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Tough as Steele
I'm Brooklyn Harper, a 24-year-old blonde, ambitious model who’s determined to find the big break that will get my beauty brand off the ground. I decided that some late-night drinking would help calm my nerves before the big interview with my potential investor. But...after waking up late, alone and naked in a stranger’s bed, how am I supposed to sell my brand to the guy whose name I'd been screaming only hours prior?
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Corrupted Love
As the new face of a modeling agency, Greer Matthews traded the congested LA freeway for the jet-setting lifestyle of the rich and elite.
As she gets closer to the company's stakeholders, she realizes that this lifestyle comes with certain expectations. Ones that take her into a dark shadowy world filled with corruption, greed, and questions about Greer's past.
Assigned a protector, she realizes she is falling in love as the stakes get higher in a game of cat and mouse.
Aleks, the smoking hot legal advisor, is a dream come true for Greer, but Aleks holds secrets regarding her birth parents. Could the dangerous nature of Alek’s true identity mark the end of their relationship before it even begins?
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Promised
Mariana
My life changed eight years ago when my captor slaughtered my family in front of my eyes and took me as his own personal trophy.
I thought they would find me – that the clans would look for the last remaining Vasile. They didn’t. Instead, they abandoned me like I was nothing.
After being here for years, I’d learned to accept my fate – to accept the hell I was living. Until one day it all went to shit, my daughter was ripped from my arms, I was shot, and the man who saved me was the one I was promised to all those years ago –Ion Petran.
But saving me was not enough now that my parents are gone. He will have to win me over if he still wishes to be the king of the Vasile clan.
Ion
She’s the key to all my success, promised to me when I was a child.
She’s been missing for years, and when I find her, I’ll have everything I’ve ever wanted.
I found her. Eight years of searching and I found the woman who would change my life.
I expected a lot of things from her, stupidly of me, I didn’t expect to get more than I bargained for.
The day she turned twenty-one she was supposed to be in my home – her captor stole that from us. He stole her from me, and he’ll pay.
No one crosses me, ever.