Story By Rich Samaritan
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Rich Samaritan

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Emmanuel Rich Okay so, my name is Emmanuel Rich. That's the name I write under. I'm not like a famous author or anything. I just really love telling stories, especially ones that grab you by the neck and don't let go. I'm in my late twenties. Grew up reading everything I could get my hands on – comics, romance novels, even some of my mom's old harlequin paperbacks. I never thought I'd actually write one, you know? But then I found out about platforms like Stary where people actually pay to read chapter by chapter, and I thought, why not me? I write fast. That's just how my brain works. I hear the scenes in my head like a movie, and I type them out the way I'd tell them to a friend. That's why my chapters feel like someone talking – because that's literally what I'm doing. I'm just talking into my phone and cleaning it up later. I'm not into fancy words or descriptions that go on for three paragraphs about what someone's wearing. I want the reader to feel what the character feels right now – fear, hunger, that electric thing when two people almost kiss but don't. That's my style. Raw. Fast. Messy in a good way. Why do I write romance? Because it's fun. Because the money helps pay bills. But also because I like putting strong, broken characters in impossible situations and watching them claw their way out. Elena isn't waiting for a hero. Damien isn't a hero. They're two people who are scared and desperate and attracted to each other even though they shouldn't be. That's real to me. I've been writing seriously for about two years. This is my first long project for Stary – 300,000 words, which is insane if I think about it too much. But I break it down into daily chunks. 1,500 words a day. That's doable. That's just a conversation. My goal isn't to win awards. It's to give readers something that makes them stay up too late hitting "next chapter." And if I can make a living doing that, then I've won. That's me. Emmanuel Rich. Just a guy who figured out how to turn the voices in his head into rent money.
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RIDING WITH THE BEAST
Updated at Nov 1, 2026, 18:37
I ran from a gilded cage and a man who thought love meant ownership. Blackpine was supposed to be my safe haven — a place to vanish, to breathe, to start over. But I didn’t find freedom. I found him. Kael Vance — President of the Iron Vipers MC, covered in ink and power, a beast on two wheels and the devil in disguise. He rules this town with an iron fist, lives two lives: ruthless biker by night, untouchable billionaire by day. The second I stepped into his bar, he claimed me. No questions. No escape. “You think you ran from one prison, baby? Cute. You just walked straight into mine.” He says he’ll protect me from the ex-husband hunting me down. But his protection comes with a price — my obedience, my body, and eventually… my heart. Now I’m trapped between the hell I left behind and the dangerous, addictive beast who wants to own every single inch of me. Will I run again… or learn to love the ride?
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Ride or Cry
Updated at Aug 20, 2026, 05:14
You're new," he said. "And you're mine." Maya ran from a nightmare. She landed in his bar. Now she belongs to him. Knox is the president of the Devil's Reapers MC — a dangerous, possessive animal inked in skulls and soaked in bourbon. The second Maya walks into his bar, he claims her. No questions. No mercy. No escape. She thought she was running from her past. She didn't realize she was running straight into a pack of monsters who would kill to keep her. Ride or Cry is a dark biker romance where trust is earned in blood and love is forged in fire. 18+ readers only.
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RIDE WITH ME, THE BIKER PRESIDENT'S LOVE
Updated at Nov 4, 2026, 05:40
He's the most dangerous man in the city. And he just claimed me as his.I ran from a man who destroyed me. Changed my name. Built a quiet life. Swore I'd never let anyone close again. Then I walked into Kael Blackwood's bar.Six-foot-four. Tattooed. Lethal. President of the Blackwood Reapers MC — and a billionaire by day. The second his eyes landed on me, I was his. He warns every man away with one glare. Wraps his leather jacket around my shoulders. Calls me his Old Lady. Kisses my forehead and promises I'll never feel small again.But my past isn't done with me. My ex-fiancé is closing in. He wants me back. He wants my daughter. And he'll burn the world to take us.Kael says let him try. The club says she's ours now.And me? I'm starting to believe them.---Ride With Me, The Biker President's Love is a steamy, possessive MC romance with a secret baby, a dark obsession, and a hero who will burn the world for his woman. No cheating. No cliffhanger. Happily ever after guaranteed.
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The Triplets’ Lovely Bride
Updated at Nov 4, 2026, 04:44
I only meant to drink away the heartache. Just one night — to forget the betrayal, the lies, and the boy who promised forever then walked away. I woke up in a stranger’s bed, with a mark on my neck and only flashes of a man who moved like a storm and whispered mine before I drifted off. I thought I’d never see him again. Then I walked into my first lecture and froze. There he was — standing at the front, calm, sharp, and unforgettable. But here’s the thing: Alaric isn’t alone. He’s a triplet. And when he lifted his head and caught my scent, somewhere across the city two other men turned at exactly the same moment. Kael — the powerful, wealthy one who buys whole buildings just to make sure I’m safe. Rafe — the wild, protective one who doesn’t bother hiding what he is or what he wants. And Alaric — the quiet, brilliant one who tries so hard to stay away… and can’t. They share everything. Always have. And now they’ve decided I’m theirs. All three of them. I told them I wasn’t looking for anyone — and definitely not three men who belong to a world I never even knew existed. But they don’t push. They don’t rush. They show up. They listen. They protect me when I don’t even know I need it. And slowly, I’m realizing something I never thought I would: being chosen doesn’t mean being trapped. It means being loved — fiercely, equally, completely — by three hearts that beat as one. But I’m carrying something I don’t understand. A secret in my blood that could shake their entire world to its core. There are those who will do anything to keep us apart — old powers, ancient rules, and a queen who fears what I might become. They say we can’t be. They say it’s impossible. But they haven’t met the three men who would burn the world down before they let anyone take me away. I didn’t plan any of this. I just wanted to heal. But somehow… I found home.
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FALLING FOR MY BIKER BOSS
Updated at Nov 2, 2026, 00:32
I came to Mexico City with a fake passport and a camera that was worth more than my rent.I told myself I just needed a job. A boss I could ignore.Lucifer Voss was not ignorable.In a suit, he was the CEO everyone was afraid of. He did not raise his voice. He did not have to. He looked at me once and knew I was lying about my name.After sunset, he was someone else entirely.I heard the bikes before I saw them. I followed the sound down a street I should not have taken. And I saw him — no suit, no tie, leather over his shoulders, riding at the front like the road belonged to him.My CEO by day. A biker president at midnight.He told me to delete the photograph I took that night. I did. In front of him.I kept the backup.He told me to quit before I learned too much. I stayed.He puts his jacket around my shoulders when I am cold and pretends it means nothing. He fixes my broken camera and says nothing. He stands between me and every man who tries to claim me and calls it protection.He thinks he is two different men. He is not.He is one man who never learned how to be loved in either world.And I am falling for both of them.
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Faking With My Brother's Rival: Six Months Isn't Enough
Updated at Oct 30, 2026, 17:32
I came to destroy Travis Kane.The hockey enforcer everyone hates — the brute who ended my brother Jax's career on the ice. All I had to do was steal one file from his office and my father's hospital bills would be paid.I didn't expect to get caught red-handed.He has me on camera. He could call the police. Instead, he makes me an offer I can't refuse.*"Be my fake girlfriend for six months. Get my family off my back. I'll make your problems disappear."*One rule: Don't fall for him.So I move in. One apartment. One bed. He takes the floor every night like a gentleman, even though the whole world thinks he's a monster.In public, he holds my hand like I'm the only woman he's ever wanted. In private, he fixes the things I mention once and pays my father's bills anonymously.And then I see the tape — the real one. The one Jax said didn't exist.Jax swung first. Travis didn't ruin his career. Jax ruined his own.I've been trying to destroy the wrong man.But it's too late. One night we break all the rules, and two pink lines change everything.I'm pregnant with my fake boyfriend's baby, and my brother's rival is about to become so much more than my enemy.*Six months was supposed to be the end. Now I don't want it to ever end.*
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The Pact Of Five
Updated at Sep 29, 2026, 02:43
Once upon a time, there was a girl hidden away… and five dangerous men sworn to protect her—whether she liked it or not. They started as strangers bound by an ancient promise: Cole, steady as the earth; Jax, fierce as wildfire; Zane, sharp as a starry sky; Micah, quiet as memory; Knox, unshakable as stone; and Kael, who carried the tide in his bones. What began as duty slowly bloomed into something deeper—something that broke the rules, mended what was shattered, and turned five into six. Together, they uncovered lies buried for centuries, faced shadows that should have stayed lost, and learned the greatest magic isn’t found in crowns or seals—it’s in choosing each other, every single day. From valleys hidden in mist to seas no map has ever named, from the quiet warmth of holding hands beside a fire to standing tall against empires built on silence… this is the story of finding home in each other. Of turning “I” into “we.” And of remembering that no matter how far the road stretches, no matter how wide the ocean grows—you never have to walk alone. Some stories say power rules the world. This one says love does.
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