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Joker POVI need somethin'. What do I need? My hands twitch, itchin' to search the bag again, to keep diggin' through the chaos like I’ll find some magic answer at the bottom. I reach for the bag, but she grabs my arm, stoppin' me.“She isn’t in the bag,” Ebony says firmly, her voice cuttin' through my frenzy like a knife.“What?” I blink at her, my thoughts scrambling. What the hell does she mean?“You keep saying you need to find Krystie. You keep searching the bag like she’s in there, but she’s not. She’s not in the bag. Wake up your mind.” Her words hit me like a slap, but 'er smile is soft, trying to ground me.I freeze, my hand still hoverin' over the bag. She’s right. Of course, she’s right. What I want—what I need—is Krystie, and she’s not here. She’s not in the bag, she’s out there, and I’m wastin' time tearin' through this damn mess. But still... still, the urge to keep searchin' gnaws at me, claws at me like a thousand tiny hands. I need to do somethin'. Anythin'.“I’m hung
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Krystie I’ll admit it now—I was a fool for coming back here. I thought I could protect Ebony, maybe even save Joker from spiraling into madness if something happened to her. I know he would. He may act tough, wild, but the truth is, if Ebony got hurt, Joker would crumble. He’d blame himself, and his own psychotic mind would turn inward, gnawing at him for letting it happen. He’d self-destruct, piece by piece.I didn’t just come back to save Ebony. I came back to save him. Joker’s the only person who ever gave a damn about me, who actually wanted to protect me. That’s... sweet, in a way, but also dangerous. It’s not right. He was here for her, not for me. I can’t let him save me at the expense of Ebony. It wouldn’t be fair.Joker’s crazy. But it’s the kind of crazy that, somehow, I find sweet. Even when he bit that guy’s ear off, there was something almost... endearing about it. Because he did it to protect us. He uses his madness as a shield, a weapon, to keep us safe. It’s terrifying
Last Updated : 2025-03-20Cursed Kings MC Books 1-4 Losing Hope
Krystie POVAs I sit here, time has twisted itself into something unrecognizable. It feels like hours have passed, but it can’t have been. Wesley’s too precise, too sadistic—he wouldn’t miss coming back every hour to break me just a little more. The rhythm of the torture is his pleasure, his control. So why does it feel like forever?The light knock on the door pulls me from my haze, and I lift my head with effort. My body is so weak, my mind barely able to register the world around me.“Trixie, it’s Angel,” comes a whisper from the other side of the door.I try to say something back, but all that comes out is a mumble, some vague sound that I’m not even sure she’ll hear.“Can you hear me, Trixie?” she whispers again, more urgently now.“Yes...” I manage to breathe out, though it barely sounds like a word.“Don’t give up! Sweetness called—your friend just slaughtered everyone at the main house. He’s coming for you.”Her words send a strange warmth through me, something like hope. Joke
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Joker POV **These chapters contain graphic torture scenes and severe mental health**I don’t stop. I can’t. My feet pound against the pavement, my breath ragged but steady, the only sound in my ears besides the thrum of my heart hammerin' in my chest. My mind is buzzin', vibratin', screamin' with one single thought: Find 'er. Find 'er now.By the time I reach the bike, I’m shakin' with adrenaline, my fingers barely workin' as I start the engine. No plan, no direction—just the overwhelmin', gut-wrenchin' need to move. To do somethin'. I tear through the streets like a bat out of hell, my mind racin' as fast as the engine, searchin' for any lead, any clue that will take me to Krystie.They aren’t followin' me. That much I’m sure of. But I can’t shake the itch crawlin' beneath my skin, the gnawin' sensation that if I stop for even a second, I’ll lose her. And I can’t lose her. Not now. Not ever.I pull over, grabbin' my phone, my hands tremblin'. There has to be somethin'—anythin'. Wesle
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Joker POV **This chapter contains theme like the last**Standin' over the carnage, my breath comin' in short, ragged bursts, I feel alive. Every part of me is buzzin', vibratin' with the madness that’s been buildin' for hours. But it’s not enough. Not yet. It won't be until I have 'er back! I have to get 'er!A whimper breaks through my thoughts, pulling me to a door down the hall. It’s locked. I step closer, my hands steady despite the madness buzzin' through me. I unlock the door slowly, savoring the tension in the air.“I’m sorry!” a voice cries out, and I shove the door open.The same woman who walked out of the club earlier looks up, her face pale with shock and terror.“They’re dead,” I whisper, stepping closer, my voice low and rough. ”All of them.” Her eyes widen, and I can see the fear deep in her bones. I love it. I breathe it in. “Where’s Krystie?” I growl, my voice carrying that desperation I can’t shake. I need Krystie.“I-I’m Sweetness,” she stammers, her voice trembling
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Joker POV **Contains scenes similar to last chapters**“Hunt them, kill them, tear them apart. The hunt is my love, the kill is my art,” I chant, the words like a drumbeat in my head.With each kill, I feel myself slippin’ further, losin’ control, but I don’t care. The only thin’ that matters is Krystie. Findin’ her. Savin’ her. Tearin’ this house apart until she’s safe.My Tiny Demon. She’s the only thin’ keepin’ me tethered to any kind of reality, and without ’er, I’ll burn this whole world down.The next one is in the hallway, tryin’ to run. I see him scrambling, his hands shakin’ as he fumbles for his gun, but he’s too slow. I’m on him in a heartbeat, slammin’ him into the wall. His head cracks against the wood, and I can’t stop laughin’. The sound echoes in the house, bouncin’ off the walls like a twisted symphony.“Hunt. Catch. Kill,” I chant, my voice growin’ louder as I drive my knife into his gut. “Kill each one, make them bleed, remind them she belongs to me!” I lunge the kn
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Joker POV **Contains scenes similar to last chapters**He’s limp now, barely fightin’ back, but I’m not done. Not yet.I grab his ankles, yankin’ him up with ease, his body danglin’ over the edge of the balcony, his face pale and bloodied. “Fall, little devil,” I laugh, my voice ringin’ out into the night. “Fall into the fiery pit of hell.”With a final cackle, I release him. His body plummets, tumblin’ down, and the sound of bones snappin’ as he hits the ground below fills me with pure, unfiltered satisfaction. I grin, watchin’ the lifeless form sprawled on the pavement, broken and twisted.That’s what you get for takin’ my Tiny Demon.Kickin’ the door, I step into the room and begin movin’ through the house, I can’t see any other men. As I step into a room, I find a woman tied to a radiator. Somethin’ shoved into her mouth. Rippin’ it from her mouth, I untie her.“Where is she? I need her, I need her, I need her!” I scream feelin’ the last of my control slip free.“Downstairs,” she
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Big King POVI groan as Joker bolts out the door. Of course, he fuckin’ does. Should’ve seen it comin'. Joker’s never been the type to listen when he’s spiralin'. The second things don’t go his way, he flies off the handle, and now he’s gone, leavin' us all to pick up the pieces.I glance down at Ebony, who’s clutching me tightly, her face buried against my chest as she sobs quietly. Her sobs are muffled, but each one feels like it echoes in the room. She’s lost in her own fear, and I don’t blame her. Joker was losin' it back there—spiralin' deep into a dark place I know too well. We’ve all seen it before, but this time... this time feels different. It feels like somethin' bad is about to happen, somethin' none of us can pull him back from.I know Ebony doesn’t fully understand the weight of it or the risk of Joker unravelin' like this, but she can sense it. The fear in her eyes tells me that much. When ya see someone who’s usually so in control of their chaos, then it spirals, it sha
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Cursed Kings MC Books 1-4 Arrival
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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
