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Ever Monroe was walking down the street alone at night after a nasty fight with her now ex-boyfriend who left her stranded in the middle of nowhere. A few hours later three motorcycles pull up next to her and at first, she freaks out but it turns out that they are really sweet people just trying to help.  Adrian Wolf was on his way home after an illegal street race, and comes across a girl looking lost and upset and decides to help her. Realizing she lives in the next town over, he reluctantly decides to let her stay at his place for the night.  In that one night they learn more about each other and become somewhat close He is her knight clad in leather, and she is his damsel in distressed jeans. ( I won't lie, I suck at writing descriptions– but I hope you'll still check my story out! You can also find me on Wattpad under the same username! Don't forget to drink lots of water, eat lots of food, and get lots of rest. Always remember that you are amazing an no-one can block your shine! Stay Golden~)

The innocence of a girl allows us to demonstrate how important it is to really identify what are the intentions that human beings can have related to sensitivity and perception to function in an environment full of realities mixed with sadness, joy, imagination and mystery. Perhaps communication in its simplest terms provides the opportunity to discover aspects that adults are not capable of visualizing, with the clarity and spontaneity that children do. The events unfold in a town that hides part of the past in a scenario full of mysteries, secrets and suffering.

Retired secret agent Ben Smith will do anything for his husband. So when Simon's brother calls from London to say he's being blackmailed, Ben and Simon pack up and head to the glittering world of English aristocratic younger sons and parties and incriminating photographs. The mission itself isn't complicated -- but it's a reminder of the past, even as Ben's been trying to move on.<br><br>Simon Ashley adores his husband, and loathes most of his family ... except for the older brother who once gave him a home. He's here because Stephen needs help, but being back in the family house stirs up too many memories, none of them pleasant.<br><br>In London, Ben and Simon will confront a blackmailer, face the past, and find comfort in each other ... with some leather and tea, of course.

He’s the bad boy of campus. She’s the good girl with nothing to lose. One brick. One bike ride. And everything changes. Amara Eze is on a scholarship. She works two jobs, studies at night, and stays out of trouble. Her plan is simple: graduate, get out, and never look back. Damian Voss is trouble. Heir to a billion-dollar company. Campus bad boy. Leather jacket. Motorcycle. A reputation for breaking rules and breaking hearts. The last thing he needs is a girl who sees through him. But when Amara throws a brick to save Damian from a fight on a Thursday night, she ends up on the back of his bike in the rain. He calls her "scholarship girl" like it’s an insult. She calls him out like he’s just another guy. Now he’s everywhere. In her econ class. At her cafe job. Waiting outside the library at 10PM with two coffees. People are talking. His ex is watching. And Amara’s uncle is calling about debts she can’t pay. Damian says he’s not good for her. Amara knows he’s right. But when he looks at her like she’s the only thing that makes sense, it gets harder to walk away. Because the wall between them is cracking. And Amara is starting to wonder... What if falling for the wrong guy is the only thing that feels right?

The notorious Black Wolves Motorcycle Club murdered her father. Determined to honor his legacy, she enrolls at the prestigious Ravenshield Police Academy, where the country's finest officers are trained. But from the moment she steps onto campus, nothing feels right. People recognize her name. Someone searches her belongings before she even unpacks. And anonymous warnings keep telling her to stop digging into the past. Then there's the mysterious biker who keeps appearing whenever danger finds her. Ronan Vale is everything Elena has been taught to hate - calm, dangerous, and the feared leader of the Black Wolves. Yet instead of threatening her, he seems determined to keep her alive. The more Elena investigates her father's death, the more impossible the truth becomes. What if the heroes are hiding the darkest secrets? What if the criminals aren't the real villains? And what if the man she's sworn to bring to justice is the only one she can trust? At Ravenshield, every lie leaves evidence. The question is... who will survive long enough to uncover it?

Some nights, American secret agent Ben Smith just wants to come home to his husband. He misses that English accent and smile and, of course, Simon on his knees. He wants his perfect submissive at his feet, so the world and his mission can fall away.<br><br>Some nights, romance writer Simon Ashley misses his dashing American other half. Tea is nice, but it can’t pin him down in bed and make him beg, reminding him he’s loved and belongs to someone. He wants to forget everything and everyone he’s left behind, and just belong to Ben.<br><br>Tonight they both get what they want when Ben comes home early. tea is very nice ... but so is leather.

Bailey is a dancer at the exclusive club called The Jade. There, he is constantly harassed by wannabe-princess Lacey Cooper. Luckily, his possessive lover Harper can take care of him and he won’t have to worry about any problems, crazy psychos or otherwise. AN: Just so you know, I don't really have a plot figured out right now. I figure it will just develop as I write. Also, this story is Yaoi. Don't like, don't read.

A story of healing, bikers and nummy bad boys. trigger warning, lots of swearing, abuse, PTSD. this is a Reverse Harem, sexy stuff with multiple partners that grow to love each other.

I enrolled in the police academy to fulfill my late father's wish—to become an outstanding officer, just like him. But because I'm small and female, I've been targeted for bullying since day one. Tripped during training, sabotaged during exams, my locker stuffed with garbage. I bite my tongue and endure. I just want to graduate, to wear that badge. Until a field training mission. My "teammates" deliberately abandon me deep in the mountains. Ambushed and bleeding out, I collapse in the rain. I think I'll die here, just like my father—alone, in some unknown place. I wake up on a couch in a warehouse, my wounds already treated. The man before me wears a black leather jacket, his knuckles scarred, his gaze sharp as a blade. Behind him, a row of heavy motorcycles. On the wall, a skull emblem— **The Night Owls.** The most notorious biker gang in the city. And he—Lei Xiao—is their leader. "Little cop. You owe me your life." His voice is low and rough. We should be cat and mouse. But fate keeps throwing us together. I'm investigating the truth behind my father's death, and every clue leads back to his gang. He's hunting a mole within his ranks, and keeps saving me from danger at the edge of a knife. We meet in the dark, face off under neon lights, fight back-to-back amid gunfire. Badge and leather. Justice and the underground. Two worlds that should never collide. But his gaze burns hotter every time we meet. My heart races faster every time he's near. Is the line between good and evil really so clear? What does he have to do with my father's death? And how am I supposed to feel about the "bad guy" who's saved me again and again?

Sophie Wexler transmigrated into a novel about The Galaxy, becoming the vicious, F-rank Healer-class cannon fodder. The original owner constantly caused trouble and made things difficult for the female lead, earning her the hatred of the entire internet. Upon transmigrating and seeing that everything had been ruined by the original owner, Sophie's only thought was: "What kind of nightmare start is this?!" To escape the original owner's fate, Sophie Wexler worked diligently, conducted herself conscientiously, stayed away from the male and female leads, compensated the soldiers harmed by the original owner, and strove to be a model citizen of The Galaxy, absolutely refusing to be the cannon fodder 'offed' by the Imperial Marshal! Broke and powerless, Sophie also had to support a man who'd been innocently dragged into the original owner's mess. She had no choice but to hustle. She started live streaming, became a masked singer, and held concerts. At first, netizens were scornful: 【Tsk, how good can she possibly sound?】 Later, the netizens were forced to eat their words. 【Damn, that's so good I'm on my knees!】 【What the hell, the violent episode of my Disorder Period has actually been soothed?!】 【The toxins in my Spiritual Sea have actually been eliminated!】 Her live streams went viral, the masked singer became a huge sensation, and tickets for her concerts were snapped up across The Galaxy. Sophie was content, thinking, "This time, I must have finally escaped the original owner's fate, right?" But what do you know, the man I've been doting on and supporting is actually the Imperial Marshal?! --- One day, Yancey Forrest came home to find that the boisterous person who was always claiming to be good to him was gone. His eyes darkened. Provoke me and then think you can leave? After catching her, Yancey traced his fingertips along Sophie's neck, smiling gently. "Why run?" Sophie trembled. "You... you're the Imperial Marshal?" His identity exposed, Yancey Forrest took her hand and slowly placed it on his own neck ring. "You know I won't kill you, don't you?"