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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. [SERIES] THIS INCLUDES MORE THAN ONE STORIES. PART ONE FOR RIDGE AND MIRA AND PART TWO FOR CASSIDY AND DANE.
The Phoenix Knights MC are no strangers to danger but when more of their own continue to be threatened by external forces, can they hold the line and protect their own no matter what those external forces may be? Olivia has struggled with years of abuse from her step father and as it reaches the peak, the Knights step in to bring her to her biological father, and to the man she has always had a crush on, Daniel. Now, their feelings came blossom. But the plans her step father had for her, aren't over with his arrest, they escalate. Can Daniel and the Knights protect Olivia from what is to come? Will she prove her worth and become a Knight, taking her rightful place?
Senica Ledet has lived in a boathouse in the middle of the Bayou since she turned eighteen. In school, she was always made fun of for being a bigger girl. Wearing a size fourteen got her picked on by the school's bullies, aka cheerleaders. To make matters worse, she took after her mother's family. All of the women in the family were Louisiana witches. Each one had unique powers of some kind. For Senica, it was being able to communicate with animals and the dead. She could see and speak to ghosts and always had one with her that tended to get on her nerves at times. With animals, they would follow her around and talk to her. She always had a raven or two on her shoulder. And with being in Louisiana, they had alligators everywhere. People would look at her weirdly when they followed her instead of trying to eat her. She works at her mom's and grandma's tarot shop, using tarot cards to tell people about their divine future. She is also secretly an author and writes under a pen name. She has never dated because the boys in school were always cruel to her. Growing up, her dad was in the local MC. The Cajun Gators. Even though her dad and brothers were part of the club, she stopped going around it when she was fifteen. When her mom begs her to go to the clubhouse for her dad's birthday, she meets three enormous men. It's no secret to the club that the guys are together and looking for the woman who is their soulmate. Will Seneca take the chance and see if they really want to be with her. Or will she be too afraid to take a chance after being made fun of for so long? Come along on the ride with Seneca and see how she finds herself as she finds love. All the while, she deals with pesky ghosts, and mouthy ravens, and gators. The Enchanting Bayou Witch and Her Bikers is Book 1 in The Cajun Gator Mc Series.
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?
After seven years of marriage, I catch my husband in bed with our direct supervisor. When I confront him, Jessica says I’m nothing more than a substitute, a stand-in for her. Dustin only ever married me to move on from her… As if that isn’t devastating enough, I remember our house is only in his name. And now he wants custody of our child. But Dustin doesn’t know the woman he married. He can have the house, he can take my job. Hell, he can even have Jessica for all I care. But if he thinks he can take my son away, then he has another thing coming. I thought Jake would be sad, cry even, when he finds out his dad and I are getting a divorce. But my five-year old is even better than me. To help me get over that scum of a man, he uses his influencer account to plan an entire cruise trip with my best friend. Their goal? To find him a new Daddy!
“You’re mine… and only mine.” Those weren’t words of love. They were a warning. Maya Thompson never asked for chaos. Between caring for her sick brother, drowning in debt, pulling grueling shifts at a coffee shop, and studying late into the night, she thought survival was all she had left. Then he happened. Damien Blackwood. CEO. Billionaire. Beautiful. Dangerous. He doesn’t believe in love. He doesn’t do weakness. And he never, ever breaks his own rules… Until her. To Damien, Maya is temptation wrapped in innocence — A puzzle he shouldn’t touch. A fire he can’t put out. And the one girl he’s willing to break every rule for. But in a world where trust is deadly and obsession runs deep, Maya must decide: Will she guard her heart… or let Damien own it — piece by piece?
“I would protect my mate,” Kael snarled, his eyes bleeding into the dark amber of his wolf as he faced the throne. “From anyone. Including you.” Elara is a lowly healer in the Silver Stone Pack, treated as an outcast and forced to survive in the shadows until a chance encounter with a deadly shadow bear changes everything. Kael is a cold, lethal Prince of the Shifters, a "grumpy" royal who never expected his fated mate to be a runaway healer with a heart of gold and a past full of secrets. When Kael is sent to hunt a female, he finds Elara, the one woman who dares to challenge his iron-willed authority. As they are forced into close quarters, the sparks between Elara’s sunshine and Kael’s storm become undeniable. But with pack betrayals and a royal father standing in their way, their bond is a death sentence. Will Kael defy his crown to claim his mate, or will the shadows of Elara’s past consume them both?
A tale of one she-wolf's life Belladonna who knows she was chosen by her father to be mated off to Alpha Parker of the Lustrous Moon, to be his Luna, but to also be rejected at a later date for his Goddess-Gifted Mate. She was chosen by her Alpha and Luna as a way, she knew to get rid of her from their own pack. They mated her, the bastard daughter of the Alpha off to their enemy. No one has ever seen her wolf, she cannot be called forth by just anyone. Not her father, not Parker. Being mated to Alpha Parker was not what she expected, he is an Alpha that takes his words in every deal he makes seriously, he follows all of the rules of any agreement he makes to the very letter. Including the very mating alliance that saw her mated to him. Once mated to Alpha Parker something odd happens within the pack, every time Belladonna goes into heat, it sees that babies bloom within the pack just months later, there are also suddenly no deaths occurring within the pack from childbirth, not the mother or the child. Something she doesn't understand; but can only attribute to her wolf that is a mystery even to her, knows things that one should be able to know. Not even Belladonna understands her type of wolf, is her wolf normal or as her grandmother once stated a Wolf of Destiny? What is a Wolf of Destiny? Can she ever be called out and, if so, who is the one that can call her out? Only one can control her Wolf, is what her grandmother told her once, and only one can remove a Wolf of Destiny. But the Fate of the one carrying a Wolf of Destiny is hard and sometimes unforgiving. A tale of the fate for one she-wolf that just wants to live her life as she chooses to, to have a peaceful life, as a pack doctor. To one day understand who she is and what her wolf really is, but if she learns the truth behind it all, can she survive the fate of Wolf of Destiny, will she still be the same when the truth comes out