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Cursed Kings MC Books 1-4 Her Smile
CalebI wake up to find the bed empty. The storm has calmed, and the cabin is silent except for the occasional creak of the wood. The chill from the previous night is gone, replaced by the steady hum of warmth that tells me the electricity is back on. Sitting up, I rub my face, trying to shake off the lingering haze of sleep.I glance around, half expecting to see Queenie, but she’s nowhere in sight. With a sigh, I get up and head to my room. It’s still early, and the soft gray light of dawn filters through the window. The sketchpad on my desk catches my eye, and I sit down, flipping to a blank page.The image comes to me easily: baby Caleb, small and peaceful, his tiny hands curled into fists as he sleeps. I start sketching, the pencil gliding across the paper as I focus on every little detail. It feels good, almost therapeutic, and I know Queenie will love it. She’s been through so much, and if this can bring her even a moment of joy, it’s worth it.Once I’m finished, I take a momen
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QueenieMy breath is still uneven as I stare at Caleb, his face so close to mine. The intensity of the moment lingers, thick and heavy, and I can feel the hesitation radiating from him. Slowly, I whisper, “You better not go cold on me now.”He lets out a mock laugh, but it’s strained, almost bitter. “That’s all I know, Queenie,” he says, his voice low. “When there’s a risk King will come back and push me out like he does with everything, I… I’m not sure if I want to take that risk.”I nod, swallowing hard as his words settle between us. “I understand,” I say softly. “But Caleb, King won’t even speak to me. How can he push you out if he’s already locked everyone out?”He looks at me, his jaw tight, the storm in his eyes churning. “I don’t know,” he admits, his voice barely above a whisper.I take a step closer, closing the gap between us, my hand brushing against his arm. “I’m sorry,” I murmur, “for the times I’ve brought King up and not considered how it would make you feel. You’ve do
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KingThe room is suffocating. The walls seem closer every time I’m called in here, the overhead lights flickering just enough to irritate me. My dad sits across from me, his arms crossed, his face as stoic as ever. Beside him is my solicitor, shuffling papers and clearing his throat like a man about to drop bad news. I’m tired of bad news.“Why the hell are they delaying sentencing?” I growl, breaking the silence. “It’s been months. They keep dragging it out. What’s the holdup?”The solicitor avoids my gaze, staring at the papers in front of him like they hold the answers to the universe. “There have been… complications,” he finally says.“Complications?” I repeat, leaning forward. “What kind of complications? Speak plainly.”He glances at my dad, who gives him a slight nod. Taking a deep breath, the solicitor looks back at me. “It appears that some of the evidence in your case has been called into question.”I narrow my eyes, my temper rising. “What do you mean, called into question?
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QueenieI sit in the main room of the club, my hands gripping the edge of my chair as I wait for Caleb to come back out of the room they hold Church in. The minutes feel like hours, the hum of voices beyond the door a low murmur that does nothing to ease the tension coiled in my chest.Rose and Maz are talking to me, and it's nice to have some time to catch up with them. I don't mention me and Caleb dating; it's too crowded, and anyone could hear.My mind races with every possibility as to why Big King wants to talk to Caleb, every worst-case scenario, until the door finally creaks open. But it’s not Caleb who steps out. It’s Doc.He approaches me, his expression carefully neutral. “Caleb’s busy,” he says, his voice calm but distant. “I’ll take you and the baby home.”A pang of disappointment shoots through me, sharp and undeniable. “Oh. Okay,” I manage to say, forcing a small smile. But as I gather my things and follow Doc out to the car, unease settles heavily in my chest. Caleb’s b
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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
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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
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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
