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Holly, a Vlogger and housewife, is betrayed by the man who thinks she cheated. After confronting her, and throwing divorce papers at her, he kicks her out of the only real home she's ever known. Finding an unexpected gift from a deceased friend. She embarks on an adventure and meets lost souls like herself. Wanting to bring happiness to her new found friends, she starts a blind date weekend retreat. She pours blood, sweat, and tears into her new Idea to bring happiness to people during the Holidays. Unexpectedly, she finds a new love of her own that shows her that being accepted for who you are is all anyone needs. But the man that had shattered her finds out the truth and tries to win her back. Who will she choose? The man that shows her uncondional love, or the man that broke her heart only to realize his mistake.
**TRIGGER WARNING** Book contains attempted sexual assault, references to sexual assault, assault, and explicit sex scenes. As soon as I walked inside my house, I went into the living room to see my father, my mother, and my older brother standing there waiting for me. All of them with their arms crossed and pursed lips. Instantly, my stomach leapt into my chest, knowing what was in store for me just by coming home to these people. So, I opened the door to the basement, and when I reached the bottom of the stairs, I saw the chains hanging from the ceiling, causing my breath to hitch in my throat and butterflies to rise in my stomach. Just another day in the house of horrors for me. Perhaps one day I will be saved, but I don't see it happening anytime soon. Not if they have anything to say about it.
The Road Devils MC series is a pulse-pounding collection of fast-paced, high-heat romantic thrillers set in a brutal world of loyalty, danger, and undeniable desire. Each story dives deep into the lives of hardened motorcycle club men and the women who crash into their chaos, forcing them to confront their darkest instincts, fiercest enemies, and most vulnerable hearts. At the core of the anthology is the Road Devils MC itself – a brotherhood forged in violence, secrecy, and unwavering loyalty – where every book delivers explosive action, emotional intensity, and scorching chemistry alongside real stakes and real danger. From the icy control of Chief Enforcer Ice Johansson and the woman he hurt and must now protect, to the volatile tension between Vice-President Scars and the fiercely guarded Zoe, these stories are driven by raw emotion, redemption arcs, and relentless threats closing in from all sides. Enemies attack the club, past traumas resurface, and every romance unfolds under the shadow of violence, revenge, and survival. The series balances high-octane suspense with deeply sensual, character-driven romance. The heat level is unapologetically steamy – passionate, explicit in emotional intensity, and charged with magnetic attraction – while always grounded in story, trust, and connection. Whether it’s a dangerous protector slowly earning back faith, a wary heroine drawn into a world she swore to avoid, or a one-night encounter that ignites into something far deeper when chaos erupts, every relationship is forged in fire. Readers will follow: - Scars and Zoe in a combustible push-and-pull romance shaped by trauma, loyalty, and an enemy willing to burn everything to the ground. - Silver and Jolene, whose “one night only” intentions spiral into unpredictable danger, secrets, and a hard-won chance at love. - Viking and Iris, a stowaway escape turned slow-burn trust story shadowed by a cult and a looming threat that refuses to let her go. - Dux and Drake, the savage, irreverent twin Enforcers, whose shared devotion to Briley delivers the anthology’s most daring, intensely steamy dynamic while enemies close in and vengeance ignites. - Ice and Vixen as guilt, danger, and fierce devotion collide in a story of protection and second chances. Across all five novels, the tone remains consistently gritty, sexy, and adrenaline-fuelled. Expect club politics, violent confrontations, rescue missions, cult threats, revenge plots, and emotional battles as fierce as the physical ones. The Road Devils men are dangerous, possessive, and utterly loyal; the heroines are resilient, complex, and strong enough to stand beside them in a world built on chaos. This anthology is perfect for readers who crave: Fast-acting plots High-stakes danger Protective alpha bikers Steamy, emotionally intense romance Found family dynamics Violence, vengeance, and redemption Dark, thrilling, and irresistibly sexy, the Road Devils MC Anthology delivers a binge-worthy ride where love is hard-won, passion burns hot, and survival often depends on trusting the most dangerous men of all.
"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.
Deidra was always a good kid who got good grades, and she was a loner and outcast. She kept to the few friends she had, but mostly enjoyed being around plants. Jinx was all bad boy and club life. He rode a motorcycle before he was old enough to drive, and was always with a new women, sometimes even teachers. They rarely encountered each other, but when they did, it was always bad. Deidra was never the type to care, even if Jinx was part of an MC. The two would go toe-to-toe anytime they were forced to have a conversation. Jinx liked it, not that he'd ever admit it. He liked that someone wasn't afraid to speak their mind to him. He liked that it was Deidra, the quiet, shy girl who barely stuck her nose out of those weird plant books she loved so much. But that would be a secret he'd keep to himself. During sophomore year of high school, Deidra's parents died in a car accident, leaving her completely alone. She had to move in with her best friend Sophie and her family until she graduated to avoid foster homes. But during her college years, she met Theo, a wonderful, amazing, and super supportive man. After a couple of years of dating, after graduating college, Theo proposed. Two years later, Deidra now owns a little flower and coffee shop of her own. life was great. Until one night, after working late, she decided to go to Theo's apartment and surprise him. She was tired and just wanted to be wrapped in his arms. Only, when she got there, she got the shock of her life. There her fiance was, undressed and pounding into another woman. That other woman being Deidra's best friend since diapers, Sophie. That was the day Deidra's life really fell apart. She lost her only family she had left that day. Everything fell through the cracks, and no one seemed to care how it all affected her. Only one person seemed to care in Deidra's life, her only friend she had left, Olivia. She convinced Deidra to take a long vacation. To just get away and take some time for herself. Olivia would also be around to help if anything went wrong. So, Deidra booked a cabin deep in the mountains of Colorado right after Thanksgiving. She would spend Christmas there and the New Year. Alone, but hopefully at peace. Well, that was until someone else showed up. Someone she never expected. Someone she was starting to see really lived up to his stupid nickname. Jinx. What the hell was he doing there? This far away from home? Why? Just why? **** Jinx has only ever known club life. His dad was part of the club, and he grew up in the club. It was his life, his family. He had plans, big plans to become a lawyer and be able to help out even more with the club. Unfortunately, in his younger years, a club w***e trapped him by getting knocked up. Didn't work out in her favor though. However, Waylen, Jinx's son, was a wild child. He was only 5, but was always in trouble. Getting into fights with other kids at school, throwing things, having tantrums anytime a women got close to his dad, running away from babysitters to hang out at that stupid coffee/flower shop. Jinx didn't know what to do with his son or how to control him, so Jinx's mom suggested they get away for the holidays. After agreeing, Jinx's mom planned the trip, getting them one big cabin for their entire family. It was supposed to be relaxing. Supposed to help Waylon learn how to behave. Supposed to be a getaway from home and Waylon's awful mother. And then that beautiful little petal appeared out of nowhere. Or maybe he should call her Thorn with how prickle-y she is. He always liked her sass. Even if it annoyed him sometimes. The old they got though, the more tragic it became. Here was the most beautiful girl he'd ever seen in his life; sassy and full of fire, finally single, and right in front of him. But he knows that she hates him, so he tries to keep away from her. Even if his son wants to spend as much time with the woman as possible. Despite how hard they try to avoid each other; things keeping bringing them together. Little by little. They seemed to grow closer to each other during those times. Maybe it was the season. Maybe it was the wine. Maybe it was built up tension neither of them realized was there. After spending one amazing night together, Jinx felt like he finally got his wish. She was his and he was never letting her go. Even if she made it difficult. Which meant that he had exactly 7 days left to get Deidra to fall for him. Deidra was falling hard and fast. And for the man she spent most of her pretty much hating. It was crazy, but it was just the vacation. She knew that. Once they got home, it would all be over. Neither of them was on the same page, but will it be different when they get home? Will Jinx's life with the Salvation Knights MC be too much for her? Will Waylon's mom ruin everything they had? Will they finally admit their feelings for each other? Or will it all come crashing down, like it always does for Deidra?
Mira I ran with seventeen dollars, a broken car, and more fear than hope. Crosswell was never part of the plan, neither was the biker who stopped when everyone else would have kept driving. Ridge didn’t ask questions. He didn’t touch me when I flinched. He didn’t promise safety. He just gave me a place to breathe. But men like him live by rules, and women like me come with trouble.If my past catches up, it won’t just destroy me. It will drag him down with me. Ridge I didn’t stop because I wanted something. I stopped because she looked like someone who had already survived hell. Mira walked into my world quiet, guarded, and carrying scars she tried to hide. The club says protect what’s yours. I never planned on claiming anything. But once she was under Devil’s Reach, walking away stopped being an option. If her past comes looking, it will learn one thing real fast. What’s mine, stays protected.
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?