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This is book 3 and the finale of the Satan's Riders MC series! I bought her to break her. She was the prize of the auction. And now she’s bare in my bed. But what starts as another night of sating my hunger… Turns into an adventure that might kill us both. BRANDON Being part of an outlaw motorcycle club comes with its perks. The law of the land is merely a suggestion to be ignored. And out here, beyond its reach, anything goes. Anything at all. That means girls, guns, and drugs flow back and forth from man to man like an endless river. Just reach in and quench your thirst. Again, and again, and again. That’s how Hannah ended up at my mercy. Just another club rat, purchased to satisfy a man’s desires. Any other night, with any other girl, I would have used her until I had my fill, then kick her out the door. But this wasn’t any other night. And Hannah isn’t any other girl. There is something different about this one. And when my enemies try to claw her back from me, she becomes more than just a woman in my possession. She becomes the spark that starts a wildfire. Bring on the war, the carnage. I’ve staked my claim on Hannah. And if they want to lay their hands on her again… They’ll have to go through me. HANNAH I knew from the beginning that I might not survive this ride. But I never had a choice. They called me a club girl, but I know what I really am: A disposable toy. They use me when they want, and hurt me when they don’t. I’m less than human to them. I’m a receptacle, a rag, a piece of trash. And Brandon looks just as vicious as the rest of them. When I’m handed to him, I don’t feel anything. Years of abuse have washed those emotions away. So when the door shuts and we’re finally alone, I do what I’ve been taught: Strip down and get ready to please. The sooner he’s happy, the sooner my suffering will end. But the biker surprised me. He might look like the monsters who’ve spent years hurting me, but underneath, he’s a different man entirely. Somewhere beneath the leather and the tattoos, there’s a heart. And maybe, just maybe, he’ll be the one to save me. That is, if my owners don’t come to steal me back first. *** RIDE WITH THE DEVIL is the motorcycle club romance series you’ve been waiting for. This bad boy romance is about an alpha male biker who rescues an innocent girl. Their romance love story will melt your heart and your panties. If you love MC romance, then look no further. Check out this dark romance with sex today. COME TAKE A RIDE WITH THE DEVIL.
He leaned down, taking my chin in his hand, forcing me to look up into his blood-red eyes. His fangs were showing, dripping with the blood of my boyfriend who lay on the ground, lifeless."You are mine, Bast. You'd do well to remember that." He purred, as he licked the blood off his lips. "No other man make take your innocence, but me." he said, looking down at my nearly naked form, the lust in his eyes making me squirm."Yes, Damien." I whispered in response, covering myself in the sheet, and looking over at the body of Jacob with a whimper.______________________________________________My name is Bast, I'm seventeen years old, soon to be eighteen. When I was twelve, my parents sold me to the devil. On my eighteenth birthday, he will come back for me.
When Devil, the most infamous member of the Cynster family, is caught in a compromising position with plucky governess Honoria Wetherby, he astonishes the entire town by offering his hand in marriage. No one dreamed this scandalous rake would ever take a bride. And as society mamas swooned at the loss of England′s most eligible bachelor, Devil′s infamous Cynster cousins began to place wagers on the wedding date. But Honoria wasn′t about to bend society′s demands and marry a man "just" because they′d been found together virtually unchaperoned. No, she craved adventure, and while solving the murder of a young Cynster cousin fit the bill for a while, she decided that once the crime was solved she′d go off to see the world. But the scalding heat of her unsated desire for Devil soon had Honoria craving a very different sort of excitement. Could her passion for Devil cause her to embrace the enchanting peril of a lifelong adventure of the heart?
"It's something that truly cannot be explained without you experiencing it," I said, then put my nail to my throat, looking down into her curious eyes, pausing. "I will not do anything, I swear. But the only way for you to understand what I mean is for you to experience it. You'll need to drink my blood.""Drink your blood?" she gasped out and jumped back, looking from my throat to my eyes, shaking her head, "What will happen if I do?""At first, you won't like it, and every part of you will tell you to spit it out, but you need to fight it and drink, anyway. Then comes the part that I cannot explain, but it will not hurt you in any way, I swear," I said as I pierced my throat, then pulled my hand away, watching as her eyes went wide in fear when she saw the blood dripping from my throat. "Go ahead," I encouraged, putting my hand at the back of her neck, pulling her to my wound. She pushed against me for a moment but hesitantly brought her mouth to my throat, accepting my blood. When she tasted it, she tried to push against me to get me to release her, but I held her tightly, forcing her to drink it. It was undeniable once the second wave hit her as she immediately moaned against me, pressing her hips against me, rolling, so she was lying on top of me, drinking my blood as quickly as she could, as the only thing she desired more than my blood, was my body.I chuckled softly as she moaned out, wrapping one hand around my shoulder, the other gripping my chest tightly before slowly making its way down until she met the waistband of my pants. As much as I wanted to allow her to continue her descent, I took her hand and placed it back on my shoulder. I suppressed my growl as she continued to rock back and forth against me, making it nearly impossible to not rip her clothes off and give her body what it was craving. 'I know you want it right now, little kitten. But I promised I would not take advantage of you, knowing what my blood was doing to you. But fuck, you are not making this easy.' I thought as I closed my eyes, doing everything I could not take her innocence, though her body was literally begging me to. ***********************************Alaric is the multibillionaire CEO of Athan Co where he has built his empire from the ground up. This is the company Mercy got the opportunity of a lifetime to be an intern to one of her personal heroes in the design department. Things are going just the way she dreamed of, until she suddenly gets an email from the CEO saying she's now his personal assistant, and to report to him first thing in the morning.Why does the multibillionaire care about the 18-year-old Mercy, and why does he want her to be his assistant? Mercy doesn't know, but I guess she will have to wait and find out.
Both a master of the sword and a slave to it, Aragami Ketsuko cannot resist the tide of violence that would destroy her clan. Taking up her fallen father's 'Red Devil' mask, Ketsuko fights to save her people, no matter the bloody cost. WHAT IS THE SWORD? KETSUKO CARVES HER WAY THROUGH THE WORLD IN SEARCH OF THE ANSWER. 16th century Japan. The fates of warlords ebb and flow like tides of blood, none more than the Aragami Clan who follow their lord clad in the ‘Red Devil’ mask into every battle. But when Lord Aragami succumbs to illness, his daughter, the fierce Ketsuko, hatches a plot to save her people, no matter the cost… Years later, as Ketsuko wanders the heaving battlefields of her ruined homeland, she discovers a chance to avenge the terrible wrong done to her clan, even if it means stepping back onto a road steeped in slaughter. From writer Sebastin Girner (Shirtless Bear-Fighter!, Scales & Scoundrels) and artist John Bivens (Creature Feature, Spread) comes a blood-drenched love letter to Samurai fiction in a chilling tale of guilt, trauma, and vengeance. Collects the complete five issue series. “…wonderfully hideous art renders the plot twists into an addictive ride. Fans of the samurai genre will thrill in this sleek and splattered modern entry.” - Publishers Weekly
Rafe’s Story Rafe Ramsey, son of the late Earl of Axbridge, doesn’t believe in love. But that doesn’t mean he’s willing to accept the marriage of convenience devised by his family to ensure the line of succession. Instead he impulsively takes on the task of tracking down the missing granddaughter of a wealthy English family, and heads off to faraway lands. In Egypt, he finds not a frightened young girl, but a beautiful woman who is running from something far more serious than an unwanted betrothal… Ayisha is no longer a wide-eyed, gullible child, and after six years on the streets, she is no man’s easy prey. However, she is no match for Rafe’s maneuvers…or his kisses. Before long she finds herself headed back to England with Rafe to embrace a new life and a new family. But when the dark secrets of her past catch up with her, it threatens to destroy them both. And Rafe will be forced to choose between the beliefs of a lifetime-and love.
He leaned down, taking my chin in his hand, forcing me to look up into his blood-red eyes. His fangs were showing, dripping with the blood of my boyfriend who lay on the ground, lifeless."You are mine, Bast. You'd do well to remember that." He purred, as he licked the blood off his lips. "No other man make take your innocence, but me." he said, looking down at my nearly naked form, the lust in his eyes making me squirm."Yes, Damien." I whispered in response, covering myself in the sheet, and looking over at the body of Jacob with a whimper.______________________________________________My name is Bast, I'm seventeen years old, soon to be eighteen. When I was twelve, my parents sold me to the devil. On my eighteenth birthday, he will come back for me.
Because of his political views, Kazys Boruta spent years in prison both before and after WWII. In the last phase of his life in Soviet Lithuania, he earned a living by translations published under a pseudonym. Most of Whitehorn’s Windmill (Baltaragio malūnas) was written in 1942, during the German occupation. Bearing a lyrical style that gives full rein to the oral folktale tradition Lithuania is famous for, the novel is by turns romantic, farcical, fantastic, and tragic. The sense of spirituality that permeates the work reflects Lithuania’s pagan roots that were overlaid with an occasionally over-zealous Catholicism not so very long ago. The story is about Whitehorn the miller’s efforts to find a match for his beautiful daughter, Jurga, against various calamities with and among suitors, neighbors, priests and other inhabitants of the village, and ultimately against the devil’s spell. The interesting plot made the novel popular as juvenile literature, too.
Luke’s Story Eight years ago, Lieutenant Luke Ripton made a hasty wartime marriage-in-name-only tp protect a young girl from a forced union and left her protected in a remote mountain convent. Now, Luke is Lord Ripton, but he has been unable to obtain an annullment. Which leaves him no choice but to collect a wife he doesn’t want. For eight years Isabella has waited like a princesss locked in a tower, dreaming of her handsome, dark-eyed prince. Her dreams are shattered when Luke reveals himself not as a prince, but an autocratic soldier, expecting her unquestioning obedience, which is something Isabella’s firecely independent nature will not tolerate.
The aristocratic Duke de Richleau faces new, sinister challenges in this macabre tale of the dark arts. When his good friend Simon Aron's naïve curiosity is tested, the Duke, along with his ever-patient friends Rex Van Ryn, and Richard Eaton, must intricately plot a means of both physical and spiritual rescue. But with Van Ryn's affections for a beautiful woman caught in the web of Satanists, and Eaton's ongoing scepticism, they all risk being brought to the verge of madness through dabbling with the powers of evil. From London to the West Country, the slums of Paris to a Christian monastery, the action of this powerful occult thriller moves with fantastic, compelling force.