From international bestselling authors, Ker Dukey and K Webster comes a steamy standalone story from their KKinky Reads collection! They have one job.Keep me safe.But none of us are safe against the allure we have when we're together.Control and professionalism used to be something they prided themselves on.But now that we're secluded and alone, lines blur and control quickly loses to need.Someone is trying to snuff out my life, but they may not get the chance if I'm devoured whole by my saviors first. This is a fiery-hot mfmmm romance sure to make you self-combust! A perfect combination of sweet and sexy with a smidgen of suspense! You'll get a happy ending that'll make you swoon! This is not a dark romance.
Royal bastards CARNAGE. Ezekiel "Carnage Creator" Ford. Brother of the Royal Bastards MC. Brutality incarnate. A lone wolf. The one they call in from the dark when they need shit done-and there's no one better for the job than me. I have a tainted soul, oil black and hungry for bloodshed. The world is a cesspit. I give zero fucks about it, and it gives zero fucks about me, so when some mafia prick with a vendetta toward our club tries to torture me for sport, the last person I expect to come to my rescue is a small female with a sassy attitude and a death wish. She's a complication, burrowing her claws deep into the layers of my fucked-up psyche. Part of me wants to keep her there, drench her in the very essence of who I am until she's nothing but a weeping mess, craving the relief only I can give her. She's bringing my walls down, showing me maybe there's some good in the world after all. Until my brothers find us and it's not me they've come for-it's her. She's not who she's been pretending to be. She's the devil dressed in the tight-ass skin of a bitch I've become addicted to. I don't care who has to bleed for me to keep feeding the habit: My brother. Our enemies. Her. If she's not in my bed and on the back of my bike, she's not going to be on anyone's.
This is not a story of love. This is a story of revenge and the bond created from it. Noah The Gallo family took everything from us. They killed my mother and sister, leaving me and my twin brother fighting for our lives. My father was supposed to be there that night. He should have been there. Should have protected them-us. When you strip a man of all he cares about, you're left with a soulless entity seething with primal rage. He promised to turn Gallo's bloodline to dust to get his retribution. And he did. All but one. Freya I was seven years old when I was taken in the night. I don't remember much of life before that. All I know now is the glaring eyes of a boy who hates me, and the comfort I find in the boy whose face mirrors his. I'm not part of this family, but they're all I have familiar as one. To hate is easy. And I do hate them. But to love even in hate is what hardens you, strengthens you, gives you reason. The truth is I shouldn't love them, that all these years are leading somewhere I won't want to go. But I do... Love them. I love them both. The only question left now is, do they love me?
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