I instantly remember when he told me his mom used to call him that.Of course she's a reason why he spiraled.I reach up to cup his face, my fingers stroking his beard tenderly. "Stop it. You're not a monster." My gaze shifts to the tattoo of my name over his heart, and I trace a finger over it, eli
AlyssaI'm on the cold, unforgiving floor, naked and bound. My wrists and ankles are tied together, the restraints biting into my skin. The air is thick, suffocating—tainted with sweat, fear, and something metallic. My pulse hammers in my ears as I frantically scan the windowless room, trying to fig
The world then fades to black. End of Dream*I jolt awake with a piercing scream, my chest heaving, a thick sheen of sweat coating my skin. My entire body trembles, cold with fear and grief, my heart racing like it's about to burst from my ribs. Suddenly, strong arms engulf me from all sides, coco
Grayson"War, what the fuck did you do?" I demand. The second I step into the shipping container, the stench of weed, sweat, and blood slams into me. The walls are splattered with it—thick streaks of red staining the cold steel like a fucking horror movie. I come to an abrupt stop just inside the
Vinny Santaro.The name slams into me like a freight train.Vince.Vince fucking Stone.The newest prospect. The one I let into my club.The realization sends a sharp wave of anger through me, burning slow and deep. Shit. I feel like a fucking idiot. I let a plant in. I put my members in danger.
AlyssaI wake up to the warm sensation of lips trailing along my neck, alternating between sweet kisses and slow, teasing licks. A sleepy moan slips from my lips before I even register what's happening, my fingers instinctively sliding up his forearms as he braces himself above me."Wake up, sweet g
A slow, wicked grin tugs at his lips, completely unapologetic. "Probably. But still." His gaze rakes over me again, his tongue dragging across his bottom lip as he eyes me like he's already imagining every way he's going to make me come. "You took care of King. Mace and I call dibs next. Tonight."-
I have no choice but to hide it.I just hope they'll understand that in the end.But just as I part my lips to say something—still not knowing exactly what it is, a sharp knock echoes through the house.Gray.Right on time.Mason rises smoothly, his posture relaxed but alert, and heads to the door.
The van rumbles low behind us.Somewhere in the distance, police sirens whisper on the wind."Can I kiss you?" he asks, his voice rough around the edges. Holy shit. Was he just asking the guys for permission to ask me?"Okay," I breathe.His mouth claims mine—slow, bruising, deliberate. Nothing li
AlyssaThe container door stays shut after they leave me with Gray, not wanting me to inhale any more fumes. Gray shifts restlessly beside me, having already ordered the other Reapers guarding the perimeter to clear out. He's ready to get the hell out of here, but we have to wait for the guys to fi
Mason exhales slow, like he's counting to ten through murder.For a second, I think we all might kill this crazy motherfucker at the same time. Rip him to pieces and not even feel bad about it.But then Alyssa raises a hand.And we freeze instantly."Is that why you locked War away?" she asks quietl
NikolaiAlyssa stands naked, a gun aimed steady at Logan's head, and the three of us stand around her like guard dogs—tense, alert, waiting to see which way this moment breaks.No one says a word. Not even him.But it's obvious now. He's not War.Hasn't been since last night.While our girl was tak
King smirks, then presses the blade just beneath Isaac's shoulder blade and slices.The sound is thick. Wet. The kind that stays with you.Isaac jolts, a raw, broken sound tearing out of him, like a scream that never makes it all the way out of his shredded lungs."Oh, fuck," I mewl. Wetness pools o
"Bet that stings, huh?" he sneers. "Knowing she never made a single sound like this for you."His tongue circles my clit—lazy, controlled, designed to break me."Fuck," I moan, feeling helpless."I know, kitten," he growls. "Be a good girl and come for me—so we can fuck you like you need."Then he s
AlyssaThe second King's mouth finds my pussy, Niko moves in to kiss me, deep and consuming, his tongue invading my mouth like he's trying to drink down every sound I make.I don't know what King's going to do about Logan. But if I know him—and I do—he's already decided.Logan's dead.And War?Colla
Damn. That shit looks like it hurts.Good.I walk over, grab a fistful of his matted hair, and yank his head back until his neck strains and his mouth drops open in pain."There you are." I murmur, grinning down at him. His eyes bulge, wild with the kind of fear you can't fake. "What's wrong? Don't
KingThe raggedy piece of shit wheezes to a stop, gravel crunching under the tires like splintering bones under a boot.I kill the engine.Silence slams into us—thick, expectant. The kind that settles just before a storm rips through and levels everything in its path.No one speaks.Not even her.Al