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The Price of Betrayal The Wife. The Husband. The Mistress. Piper Williams thought she had the perfect life. Until the day she walked into her bedroom and found her husband in the arms of another woman. The betrayal is devastating. The divorce is worse. Determined to leave Piper with nothing, her wealthy husband signs every asset, every account, and every piece of property over to his beautiful redheaded mistress before Piper can file. The day she files, one impulsive decision changes everything. A chance encounter with a sexy biker leaves Piper with an unexpected surprise. While Piper struggles to rebuild her life, her ex-husband begins to mysteriously deteriorate. The once-powerful businessman becomes sick, weak, and almost unrecognizable before dying under suspicious circumstances. Then his mistress vanishes without a trace. What happens when Piper comes under suspicion in her husband's death? And when her impulsive decision comes walking back into her life, how will she handle telling him he's going to be a father?
After walking away from her wealthy but toxic family, twenty-one-year-old Paige Lawson is left with nothing but her late uncle's failing motorcycle garage and a determination to keep his legacy alive. When the notorious Iron Vipers MC roll into her workshop, a business deal quickly turns into something far more dangerous as she catches the attention of their enigmatic president, Jace Ryder. As a brutal biker war erupts, Paige becomes the rival club's favourite target, only for them to discover she's anything but helpless. With family betrayals, deadly enemies, unexpected love, and everything she's built on the line, Paige must decide just how far she's willing to go to protect the people who finally gave her a place to belong.
You ever wonder how your life can change so drastically in a matter of minutes? I once thought that I had the best life. I was surrounded by friends who protected me, a mother who loved me with all she had, and all the happiness in the world. All of that changed the day my mom announced that she was getting married. To a member of the Inferno Demons motorcycle club. It wasn't that I didn't like the club, or my stepfather. In fact, I was the reason that they had met in the first place. It was what came after that shocked my world. I thought being step-siblings with one of the people I was closest to would be the best thing to ever happen to me, but it was the exact opposite. Overnight my life changed. My five biggest protectors and closest friends started shutting me out. I was ignored, forgotten, and pushed aside. But I never said a thing. I just took it all, hoping that things would go back to normal. Maybe they grew sick of me. Maybe I just didn't fit in with this biker lifestyle. I was growing accustomed to my new life, sort of, when things changed again. A father that I knew nothing about, haven't seen since I was too young to remember had suddenly popped into my life. He was a stranger. Granted, he tried to visit me while he fought my mom for custody of me. I wish I had known that he had a snowball's chance in hell of winning that custody battle. I was promised I'd get to come home to see my mom. I was promised that my being forced to leave wasn't the end. I was promised that two years would fly by, and I might even have a little fun. I was promised a lot of things. And all of them ended up empty. Nobody cared. Nobody checked on me. Nobody called, texted, visited. Not that they would have been allowed to. My sperm donor (as I like to call him), had lied. Straight threw his teeth. To all of us. Me, my mom, the judge, everyone. And he got away with it. For over a year I endured pain and abuse. I was beaten into submission. I was turned into someone that wasn't me. When I escaped the first time, I finally realized why no one had checked up on me. I thought that my mom would have been riddled with guilt, but... that wasn't the case. The lies my stepsister spread about me had gotten worse after I was forced to leave. Everyone took her side, including my mom. Of course, I was found again. Or rather, given back to avoid more drama. My own mother handed me back to the man who was responsible for the black eye I had, the welts on my back, the... nightmares that I had. She handed me over like I was an object, and that was when I realized that there was no hope left for me. That was the day that the first crack formed in my heart. Despite all that I had been through, I still thought I had people who loved me. I thought I had five protectors who were waiting for me, I thought I had a mother who would have given her life for me, I thought that I had somewhere safe to go. But it was all a lie. I had been looking at life through rose-colored glasses, and now they were officially off. That crack spread slowly, oh, so slowly, but it was there. It started. It was too late. I had officially given up, but not in the docile sense. No, if anything, I became more of a problem. And that was what I wanted; to be a problem for everyone. Until I met him. For once, the noise in my head was quiet, the pain in my chest eased the slightest, and for the briefest of moments, I felt safe. He made me realize that's what I had been craving. Safety. And he handed it to me on a silver platter. I should have chucked those rose-colored glasses the moment I took them off instead of holding onto them with the last sliver of hope I possessed. Maybe I would have saw the signs sooner. Maybe I would have picked up on the lies before that ring was on my finger. Maybe I could have avoided another disappointment in my life. But that would be too easy. That would be too nice. That would be... apparently, not what I deserve. However, I was not going down this time. I was done being made a fool. I was done being abused. I was done being forced. So, I took one last shot. Just one more. If I died because of it, so be it, but if I survived... If I could really get far enough away... I could live. I could really live. I could start over. I could be free. But freedom always comes at a cost. I should have known I would be caught. I shouldn't have let five years of freedom get to my head. I should have been more careful. Because now I'm found again, but this time it wasn't my sperm donor who had found me, or my husband, or my mother. It was Karma, the president of the Inferno's Demons MC, the boy who used to wipe my tears and bandaged me up when I scrapped my knees, and he looked pissed to see me. Why did Karma have to steal me away from my quiet life? Is he going to send me back to my sperm donor and husband? Does he know what I've been through? Do any of them even care? And why is he so pissed about a promise that they broke first?
Aria was never chosen — she was owed. Bound to Alpha Damon Hawthorne to settle her father's blood debt, she's spent two years invisible to a man who saves his tenderness for someone else. Then a car crash takes the baby while He's too busy carrying his first love. Humiliated, bleeding, and done begging to be seen, Aria finally sever the matebond for good. By the time Damon realizes what he's lost, she's already gone.
Wynta a wolf-less rogue has no interest in living within a pack after rejecting her first mate, an Alpha's Heir at just 18. She at 32 now finds herself playing an odd game of I'll only come into the pack and allow initiation if you can convince me to willingly set foot on pack territory with her employer. It's fun for her, to use her rogue status to deny her Alpha Employer, Edward at every turn. His own son and eldest heir to the pack, Jared. Who's lived away from the pack for eight years. Unwittingly ruins his father's plans that have finally come to fruition after five years of Edward trying to bring Wynta into the pack. He's finally tricked her with an ancient wolfen law that makes her unable to say no and has to set foot on pack territory, allowing him to finally initiate her into his pack. Only to have his son, Jared ruined all his hard work. Edward knows Wynta won't fall for the same trick twice and is furious with his son. Jared's punishment for ruining his father's plan, is that now Jared is charged with bringing Wynta in. Jared finds her difficult to deal with but surprisingly, he also finds her amusing at times. She has that full female rogue mentality of 'I don't care', though no one knows her past, where she came from, or how long she's been a rogue, this intrigues him and after one encounter where he is rendered unconscious, by Wynta on the street, and he opts to play a game with her of his own making. A devious game of punishment is pleasure, in order to seduce her into being initiated into the pack. A fun game for him and surprisingly her. Will Wynta allow herself to be seduced by Jared? when she knows that all it is for him; is just a way for him to have her initiated, so he can go back overseas to his life? Can she resist the charm of who Jared is and stay a rogue. Can he bring her in? Will she ever stand before him under the weight of a full moon? As Edward wants her to, he is playing his own game to find his son a Mate and Luna that will draw him in, by the sheer challenge she presents to all Alphas, something Edward knows his son won't be able to resist.
Phoebe had been raised on stories of the magical moment when she would meet her fated mate, the one destined to be her partner forever. She grew up watching her parents’ great love and knew it wasn’t just wishful thinking. However dreams and reality prove to be very different when she meets her mate: Graham, future Alpha of the Rimrock Pack. He rejects her and leaves her without a backward glance. He rejected her because he thought she was weak, wolfless. Little does he know it is all a façade. Phoebe’s wolf is unlike any other. She is a silver wolf, the very incarnation of the Moon Goddess herself, and destined to change the world they know. Living in the shadow of her former mate Phoebe remains with her pack making her own place among the others by taking care of their pups. If this is the life she was given she is determined to make the most of it despite the continued ridicule she receives as her wolf insists they must be discrete and refuses to come forward. Destiny; however, has not forgotten them and rears its head again when her second chance mate appears. Jason, Alpha of the Blue Moon Pack, one of the six ancient and most powerful of all packs, has been searching in vain for his Luna for nearly a decade. He is on the verge of giving up when a security check has him setting foot on the Rimrock pack lands. Her scent tantalizes him. Her beauty and grace leave him speechless. His mate. His Luna. But first he has to convince her he wants only her. Can this newly formed power couple truly change the world? Just what destiny awaits them when Phoebe’s wolf is revealed? When even the royal family stands against them is their love strong enough to overcome and bring the new dawn?
Olivia never expected her life to be destroyed by the one person that she has always trusted. When her mother rips their family apart, she refuses to accept her new life. Even when a judge gives her no choice but to live with her mother and her new husband, she refuses to accept the situation. New secrets will come to light that will even further have Olivia questioning her future. She makes the decision that she will never let history repeat itself. Will her convictions keep her from ever finding her own happiness or will she learn that love finds a way.
"I'm very sorry. We couldn't save the baby." I lay bleeding on the operating table—alone—while my husband built snowmen in Aspen with his dead brother's widow and our daughter. When I called him, desperate and dying, my own child's voice cut through the phone: "Daddy, hang up! I want a picture with Mama Sienna!" I was never his wife. I was a placeholder. A living doll he dressed to look like *her*—the woman he truly wanted but couldn't have while his brother lived. I gave up my career as a lead scientist to play secretary in his company. I handed him my patented research that made him millions. I endured his mother's cruelty and watched my daughter learn to call another woman "Mommy." The miscarriage should have broken me. Instead, it freed me. Now I'm suing my ex-husband's company into the ground, reclaiming the patents that built his empire. And the cold, untouchable billionaire everyone fears? He's watching me with an intensity that should terrify me—but doesn't. Jasper thought I'd come crawling back, pregnant and desperate. He's about to learn the truth: there is no baby. There is no mercy. And the woman he threw away? She's the nightmare he never saw coming. When I appear again, he will find that my identity has changed. I am no longer the Cinderella he abandoned; he will have to call me Aunt Aurora.