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Cursed Kings MC Books 1-4 His Family
Krystie POVI feel Joker shift behind me, his arms still wrapped around me protectively, but he listens. He pulls me down with him as he sits, his grip never loosening. I glance around the room, taking in the faces of the people surrounding us. Eight men, two women. My eyes stop when I see two guys who look identical. Twins?Then I see her. Ebony. Relief floods through me as our eyes meet. “Are you okay?” I ask, my voice barely above a whisper.She nods, offering me a small smile. “I’m fine.” she says, her eyes flicking toward Joker briefly before looking back at me.Joker’s voice pulls my attention back to him. “Are ya for real now?” He glares down at me, his expression a mixture of disbelief and frustration.“I vaguely remember someone mentioning knowing where she was. I thought they had her," I whisper, remembering pieces of what had happened. “I do. I remember someone saying something. It must’ve been a lie, maybe to get me to talk,” I say quietly, feeling the weight of everything
Huling Na-update : 2025-03-20Cursed Kings MC Books 1-4 Their words
Krystie POVThe door shuts behind the guys, leaving me alone with Ebony, Queenie, and Robyn. The room feels different now, quieter, but not calm. It’s like a storm is building, just waiting for Joker to wake up and unleash whatever madness he’s holding inside. I glance behind at him, his arms still wrapped tightly around me as if he’s afraid I’ll vanish if he lets go. He’s asleep, though—his breathing is slow, deep. There’s a strange peace in that, but it won’t last. When Joker wakes up, everything will be chaos again.I don’t know what I want more—to keep him sleeping or to wake him up. At least while he’s unconscious, he’s not doing anything crazy. But I know I can’t sit here forever with his arms wrapped around me like this. His grip feels possessive, protective, but there’s an edge to it, like he’s still fighting in his dreams.“So, you’re ‘Tiny Demon,’ huh?” Queenie smirks at me from her spot on the couch, breaking the silence.“Apparently,” I mutter. It still baffles me why Joke
Huling Na-update : 2025-03-21Cursed Kings MC Books 1-4 My past
Joker mumbles something under his breath, and when I glance back at him, I realize he’s fallen back asleep. Robyn laughs softly. “He’ll be in and out for a while. He does that after he’s... well, after he’s been like this. It takes him a bit to fully come back to himself.”I nod, but my mind is still spinning. How did I end up here, with Joker? Why is he so attached to me? I’ve tried to push the thoughts away, but now that I’m sitting here, trapped in his arms, I can’t escape them. I never asked for this. I never wanted this. But now, I’m stuck in it, whether I like it or not.“Food’s ordered!” Ebony announces, turning back to us with a bright smile. “It should be here soon.”I nod, grateful for the distraction, but Robyn’s question catches me off guard. “So, how did you end up with Wesley?” she asks, her tone casual but curious.I tense. That’s the question I’ve been avoiding, the one I’ve been running from. I don’t want to get into it. I’ve spent years trying to forget, trying to mo
Huling Na-update : 2025-03-21Cursed Kings MC Books 1-4 Giving in
Joker POVI’m already plannin' it. I can see it in my head, like a twisted movie playin' out in vivid detail. I don’t know Andy, but I can hear his screams, the way he’ll beg for mercy as I carve him alive. Each slice, each cut, will be like poetry. The way his skin will peel, the way his blood will drip down my blade—it’ll be perfect. He deserves it. He deserves every second of pain for marryin' 'er, for touchin' 'er, for everythin' else he’s done to hurt 'er.She’s mine now. I don’t care what Andy thought he had with 'er. He’s dead the second I get my hands on him. No one touches what’s mine. No one.I stare at 'er as she sits on the edge of the bed, 'er eyes flickin' nervously between me and the floor. She’s debatin' it. I can see it in 'er eyes—she’s tryin' to decide. It’s not a decision. It’s simple. Be mine. That’s all I asked. It’s a clear-cut thin'. She should’ve squealed with excitement by now, maybe even clapped or somethin'. But no, she’s just sittin' there, silent.I lean
Huling Na-update : 2025-03-21Cursed Kings MC Books 1-4 Craving her
Joker POVKrystie leans forward, 'er lips brushin' against mine as she kisses me gently. “Soon,” she whispers. “Let’s figure things out first.” She pushes me off 'er, and I pout, not wantin' to let 'er go. But she’s already slippin' away, pullin' her shirt closed to cover herself.I grab 'er, pullin' her back against my chest. She’s not gettin' away that easily. I won’t let 'er. She’s mine. She said yes. She’s mine now, and I’m not lettin' 'er out of my sight.She groans, mutterin' somethin' under 'er breath, but I don’t care. I hold 'er tight, buryin' my face in her hair, inhalin' her scent.She’s mine. All fuckin' mine. And I’m never lettin' 'er go.Big King slams himself into the chair, starin' me down like I’ve done somethin' wrong. I’m still not sure what his problem is. “Now that ya not tryin' to fuck 'er,” he says, his voice heavy with sarcasm, “we need to know the plan.”The plan? What plan? I blink at him, confused, my mind still buzzin' from the feel of Krystie’s body presse
Huling Na-update : 2025-03-21Cursed Kings MC Books 1-4 His
Krystie POVAs we leave the hospital, I grip onto Joker tightly as we ride through the streets. The hum of the bike beneath us vibrates through my body, but my mind is far from at ease. There are so many questions spinning in my head, all of them centering around him. I barely know him, and yet, here I am, clinging to his back like he’s my anchor. What the hell am I doing?I’ve only seen glimpses of his world. His people—these men he surrounds himself with—they seem tight-knit. Almost like a family, even if they’re a little... intense. Ebony always had something good to say about them. She’s praised them more times than I can count, especially Joker. Her eyes would light up when she talked about him. But I wonder... does she truly understand him?As the bike roars down the street, I feel Joker’s hand sliding down, gently guiding mine until it settles between his legs. I chuckle under my breath. He’s fucking crazy. Even with everything going on, he’s constantly thinking about sex. I mi
Huling Na-update : 2025-03-21Cursed Kings MC Books 1-4 Becoming his
Krystie POV“Mine,” he growls against my lips as he thrusts into me, each movement rough, fast, and desperate.It’s almost too much. He fucks me with the same wild intensity he lives his life—no inhibitions, no control, just raw, animalistic need. I claw at his back, digging my nails into his skin, and he hisses in pleasure.“More, Tiny Demon,” he grunts, thrusting harder. “Give me more.”I obey, raking my nails down his back, and he groans, his pace quickening. My legs wrap around him, pulling him closer, deeper, as the pleasure builds inside me once more.He’s relentless, his body moving with a rhythm that’s both chaotic and perfectly timed, driving me to the edge of another orgasm. I can barely think, my mind clouded with pleasure and the sound of his growls and grunts in my ear.“Mine,” he repeats, his voice a low snarl as he slams into me harder, sending me spiraling over the edge.I scream his name, my body convulsing as the orgasm tears through me, but he doesn’t stop for long.
Huling Na-update : 2025-03-21Cursed Kings MC Books 1-4 The journey
Joker POVI wake up, the remnants of last night clingin' to the edges of my mind like shadows that won’t quite fade. The chaos never stops, ya see. Even in sleep, it gnaws at me, scratches at the walls of my skull until I’m forced to open my eyes, forced to deal with the insanity that is this life. I turn over, and there she is, my Tiny Demon. Her body is draped across the bed, all soft skin and warmth, but she’s groanin', whinin' about needin' more sleep. Not today. No, today we need to get movin'.She walks to the shower, mutterin' and complainin'. I reach out, almost on instinct, but I stop myself because I know the truth. If I get in that shower with her, if I let myself get distracted, we’re not leavin'. We’ll never leave. And that? That’s not an option today.King’s been goin' on and on 'bout gettin' back to the club. Why? Who the hell knows. He’s got this strange thin' right now, and I can't put my finger on it. I don’t really care, but I know I should pretend to. I have to kee
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Cursed Kings MC Books 1-4 Happy
Caleb’s POVThe roar of the bikes fills the air as we pull up to the clubhouse. It’s been months since the twins were born, and life hasn’t slowed down for a second. I park my bike and glance over at King, who’s smirking like he’s already a step ahead of me. He probably is. He’s been in a good place lately—focused, lighter even. It’s strange to see after everything, but I can’t complain. He’s my brother, and for the first time in years, it feels like we’re truly in sync.The twins have turned our world upside down in the best way. Queenie’s been handling everything like a pro, balancing the chaos of our family with the chaos of club life. Baby Caleb is toddling around like he owns the place, and the twins, Ruby and Daisy, are always keeping us on our toes. Life is full, and though it’s overwhelming sometimes, it’s everything I didn’t know I wanted.I step off my bike and stretch. King does the same, then glances at me with a grin. “Ready for today?”“Yeah,” I reply, though my voice fe
Cursed Kings MC Books 1-4 Arrival
King’s POVIt’s been two months since we found out Queenie was having girls—twins. Two months of chaos, laughter, and a whole lot of learnin'. Sittin' on the clubhouse steps with a cup of coffee in my hand, I let my thoughts drift. Life feels different now. Better, maybe. Calmer. Though “calm” isn’t exactly the word I’d use to describe this club or my family.I’ve been spendin' more time with Kian. It’s something I should’ve done years ago but never did. I was too wrapped up in myself, in the club, in provin' I was the best choice for Prez. Kian was always just the kid in the background. Now, I see him for who he is—a sharp, thoughtful kid with a wicked sense of humor. He’s not a biker, not in the traditional sense, but he’s found his place here. He’s good with numbers, helping with the financial side of things, and he’s got this way of readin' people that reminds me of his mom.He’s been givin' me shit lately, though. “Finally realized I exist, huh?” he joked a few weeks ago when I i
Cursed Kings MC Books 1-4 The Babies
Queenie’s POVSix months. It feels like a lifetime ago and yet just yesterday that everything changed. Lying here waiting for the woman to do the scan, I watch King and Caleb as they stand together. The sight makes my heart swell in a way I never thought possible. They’re so in sync now, their bond stronger than it’s ever been, and it’s a relief to see the tension that once lingered between them completely gone.King laughs at something Caleb says, and it’s such a genuine, carefree sound that I find myself smiling too. I still can’t believe how far he’s come. The darkness that used to grip him so tightly seems to have loosened its hold. It’s not gone entirely—I doubt it ever will be—but it’s no longer the thing that defines him. He’s lighter now, freer, and seeing him like this makes me love him even more.We’ve been staying at the club more than the cabin these past few months, something I never thought I’d be okay with. When King first suggested splitting our time between here and t
Cursed Kings MC Books 1-4 Her Words
CalebShe’s a menace. A complete and utter menace. But God help me, I can’t resist her, not when she’s looking at me like that. The way she bites her lip and presses against me, whispering my name like it’s a plea and a command all at once—I’m a goner.Her lips are on mine, hot and demanding, and my hands move instinctively, sliding over her to feel the warmth of her skin. She’s soft, all curves and fire, and I’m reminded just how good it feels to have her like this. Like she’s mine. Like there’s no one else in the world.“Queenie,” I murmur against her mouth, trying to find some semblance of control. My hands tighten on her waist, holding her still as she grinds against me, her body determined to undo whatever resolve I have left. “We’re going to be late for everything, you know that, right?”Her laugh is breathless, filled with mischief. “Worth it,” she says again, her voice low and teasing, and it’s all the encouragement I need.Flipping her onto her back, I pin her beneath me, my
Cursed Kings MC Books 1-4 Trying And Failing
Queenie POVI wake up wedged between Caleb and King, feeling the weight of yesterday pressing on my chest. My mind replays everything in vivid detail, questioning every moment. If I hadn’t fought, would Delcote have still searched me? Or was it all just a punishment for not complying? He left me with my phone, almost as if he wanted me to panic.Then there’s the question of whether kicking his seat and enraging him had been a smart move. Sure, it made him stop, and that gave them the chance to find me—but did I escalate things? My thoughts spiral until I glance over to Caleb Jr.’s crib and notice it’s empty. My heart skips a beat as I sit up in a panic.“Rose and Maz have 'im,” King mutters groggily beside me. His voice is thick with sleep, and he doesn’t even open his eyes. “He woke up around half six, wanted to play, so they took him.”Relief washes over me as I let out a long breath and flop back down beside him.“How are ya feeling?” he asks quietly, turning his head to look at me
Cursed Kings MC Books 1-4 Sorting Him
King’s POVAs we leave the hospital, the nurse hands me a printout of the ultrasound. The blurry black-and-white image of two tiny figures takes my breath away. Twins. I stare at it for a moment, the reality sinkin' in. This wasn’t how I imagined gettin' 'er checked would go, but here we are. Sliding the picture into my jacket pocket, I pull out my phone and shoot a quick message to Rose, askin' 'er to grab the portable crib and a bag of essentials from the cabin. “We’re stayin' at the club tonight,” I explain to Caleb and Queenie, who both nod in agreement.The ride back feels heavier, quieter, as if we’re all lost in our thoughts. Queenie holds onto Caleb, her grip tighter than usual, while I keep glancin' over to make sure she’s okay. The wind whips around us, but the silence between us speaks louder than anything.When we finally arrive at the club, the warm light spillin' from the windows feels oddly comfortin'. The moment we walk through the doors, Queenie makes a beeline for ba
Cursed Kings MC Books 1-4 Finding Her
Caleb’s POVAs we step out of the club, Honey’s voice cuts through the cool night air. “Why is Delcote back in town?” she asks, her casual tone sharp against the tension bubbling inside me. She leans casually against her car, her eyes narrowing as she looks at us. “I saw his car near the college earlier today.”Her words feel like a punch to the gut. I stop dead in my tracks, turning to meet King’s gaze. His expression mirrors mine—panic mixed with raw anger. His fists clench at his sides as his jaw tightens.“What did ya just say?” King growls, his voice low and dangerous.Honey raises an eyebrow, sensing the change in the air. “I saw his car near the campus,” she repeats slowly, looking between us. “What’s going on?”Before either of us can answer, Dad stops behind us, his voice booming as he barks orders. “Rose! Maz!” he calls out and I see them coming to the door. “Keep the baby with you. Don’t leave the club for anythin'. Got it?”Rose’s arms tighten around baby Caleb instinctive
Cursed Kings MC Books 1-4 Forgotten
Queenie’s POVThe end of the workday couldn’t come fast enough. I step outside, shivering as the cool air nips at my skin. My eyes scan the parking lot, but there’s no sign of King’s bike or Caleb’s. My brows furrow in confusion. They said they’d pick me up—didn’t they?I wait a few minutes, pacing slightly, trying to keep warm. Pulling out my phone, I dial Caleb first. No answer. I try King next, but it goes straight to voicemail. A frustrated sigh escapes me, and I glance up and down the street. No way am I waiting. I begin walking, deciding it will be quicker than waiting if they have totally forgotten me.The walk home feels longer than it should. My feet ache from a long shift, and the chill in the air creeps through my jacket. I forgot my purse at home this morning, so no money for a taxi or bus. Just me and the quiet streets.The faint sound of an engine behind me draws my attention. I glance back, squinting under the dim glow of a streetlamp. A patrol car slows, rolling up bes
Cursed Kings MC Books 1-4 Our Plan
King POV“I don’t want it,” Caleb mutters after a beat, his voice low but firm. Everyone stares at him, stunned. “I didn’t bring up that shit to get a shot at taking over. Right now, I don’t want it. I don’t want to be stuck here constantly, not when Queenie…” He trails off, realizin' he’s said too much.“Not when Queenie what?” Ink’s sharp tone cuts through the tension like a knife.Caleb sighs heavily, his hands runnin' through his hair. “Not when things are finally settlin' down. I don’t want to be tied 'ere and have 'er back at the cabin, never seein' each other.”Dad’s expression hardens. “Then why the fuck bring it up if ya didn’t want to take over?”I groan, hatin' the way this is spiraling. “He didn’t bring it up to take over,” I snap, tryin' to shield Caleb from the risin' tension. “He told Queenie, and Queenie told me. I asked him about it—he wasn’t plannin' on makin' it public.”My dad glares at both of us, frustration clear.Before he can argue I talk again. “Even if he di
