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  Forsaken

  Part 2

  Star Crossed MC Lovers

  By

  Sierra Rose

  Copyright © 2016 by Sierra Rose

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  Rebecca is an aspiring actress. While at a fancy cocktail party, the socialites begin to pick on her. And that’s when she claims she’s dating the billionaire host of the party. When he goes along with it, Rebecca is in shock. And when this billionaire offers her a proposition she can’t say no to, she dives straight in.

  Available now! http://www.amazon.com/Seduced-My-Billionaire-Boss-Book-ebook/dp/B0185Z25TK/ref=asap_bc?ie=UTF8

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  Jenna Harks left Goldman Sachs. Left the two hundred thousand starting salary on the table. She left to make her name with something bigger, better. Even if it did mean starting out as a low-level assistant without recognition or the chance of dental. But when mistaken identity gives Jenna the job of her dreams, she isn’t sure what to make of it. She knows she has the skills and determination, that’s for sure. So she rises to the challenge.

  There is Michael Larchwood, younger son of the legendary Abe Larchwood. Second heir to the keys of the castle. He was also a notorious playboy who flirts with Jenna. The thing is, not only does the company have a zero tolerance policy toward inter-office fraternization, but Michael was well known for flouting those rules. At least four women in the last two years were fired after being seen leaving his apartment, and Jenna was in no way interested in making that list.

  And then there’s the serious brother, Thomas Larchwood, who is a brilliant financial tactician and the youngest person ever to be named on Forbes most influential people’s list. All that and he was only a few years older than Jenna.

  The more Michael flirts with Jenna, the more Thomas takes notice. Both brothers are off limits. But during this Christmas season, one of them steals her heart.

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  My Despicable Ex Part 1 – US: http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B00FXAG6MS?*Version*=1&*entries*=0

  My Despicable Ex Part 1 – UK

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  She thinks he’s despicable. He wants her back…with a vengeance.

  BOOK TRAILER: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pZ8m9f7JDzk

  Short blurb: A woman must travel around the globe with her despicable ex in order to get her hands on her inheritance.

  My Despicable Ex longer blurb:

  Ashly Roberts and Jake Connors are barely twenty when they decide to take the proverbial plunge and walk down the aisle to exchange vows in front of the dearly beloved. Basking in bridal bliss, Ashly feels she is living the perfect fairytale, until she’s faced with a runaway groom, dumped at the altar by bad-boy fiancé, Jake Connors.

  Five years later, Jake steps back into her life…

  He realizes that being a no-show for their nuptials was the worst mistake of his life. A little older and more mature, he is ready to fight for Ashly’s love once again. When Ashly sees him, she can’t deny the attraction she feels, but her hormones are overruled by the horror of what he did to her in the past. Nevertheless, Jake’s most potent weapon, those dazzling baby blues, ignites a spark in Ashly, no matter how angry she wants to be. She cannot deny the spark, and she only hopes the inferno it ignites will not consume her heart again.

  *This is a two book series* (All of your answers won't be answered in book 1)

  Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00ZGUNZE2

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  This is a 3 book novella series. 18+ due to sexual situations.

  Britt woke up in Jack’s glorious arms.

  Jack…whatever his last name was. She hadn't a clue who he was. Kicking her way out of the sheets, Britt got to her feet and clutched her head instantly. It pounded like an unsuccessful road construction project and her teeth hurt, actually ached from the hangover. Stumbling to the bathroom with annoyance, she drank water and took a shower and drank more water, chastising herself for letting it get this bad.

  She knew to drink water and take aspirin before bed to help curb this hideous feeling. She needed a full breakfast, something big. But she was stuck with this guy who thought it was socially acceptable to hang out after a one-night stand. Britt didn’t have any experience with a one-nighter, except that time in college with the one guy in her women’s studies class, the one with the tattoo of a hard drive motherboard on his chest. That hadn’t ended well, but for sure he had at least had the courtesy to leave her dorm immediately afterward. Were they supposed to have breakfast together? Bond in some way? She had work. He had…probably the unemployment line or guitar practice or something. Mainly, she needed head-space to get ready for her day and try to forget what she’d done the night before, namely some guitarist whose last name was a mystery better left unsolved. The guy was HOT! But she knew she would never see him again.

  Or would she?

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  WARNING: This is a novella. 18+ due to sexual situations. This is a 3-book series. This ends with a cliffhanger and the story will be continued in Book 2.

  When Julia finds out her father is dying, she is devastated. He tells her his biggest regret is not getting the chance to dance with her at her wedding reception. So what does Julia do? She creates the perfect wedding reception. But there’s one problem. Julia doesn’t have a groom. Nonetheless, she plans a small wedding reception for close friends and family so her father will get his last dying wish. But when the press hears about the heartwarming story, Julia creates a media buzz. The story goes viral and her simple wedding reception goes from a backyard event to being hosted at one of the most elegant ballrooms in New York City. And when billionaire Luke Ellison enters the mix, the press goes wild. Can Julia fight her attraction toward a man who broke her heart so many years ago?

  This is Part 1 of a three-book novella series. 18+ due to sexual situations. All of your questions won't be answered without purchasing Parts 2 and 3.

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  Calli Crawford has given up too much in life; too many rules and regulations forcing her to become someone she can barely recognize. Such is the life of a woman in the Witness Protection Program. With loneliness and fear as a constant companion, she's in search for solitude in hopes of making it to the trial date and
getting back to her life.

  Captain John "Edge" Barker has served his final mission for the Navy SEALs and the devastation of it has left its mark on the hard-bodied vet. His plan is to focus on his dogs and ignore the rest of the world, but when a raven-haired woman in need moves across the street, his world is turned upside down.

  Needing someone to protect, he goes against his better judgment and steps into her world, and makes her fight his own. With the largest syndicate in New York searching high and low for them, the pair doesn't have the luxury of living in the present. They're forced to stay on the razor edge of tomorrow.

  Addictive Collision: http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00TPSC6AA

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  Addictive Collision tells the story of twenty-five-year-old Morgan Tyler, who works as a receptionist at Belmont University and also takes classes on the side. She journeys through the pain of being trapped in a sexless marriage. Tired of having a roommate for a husband, she explores her options. Should she stay in the confines of her unhappy marriage or make the painful decision to leave? As she debates what direction her life should take, sparks begin to fly with a hot, hunky mailman named Foster. Is it time to move on with her life, or should Morgan fight for the man who is ignoring her?

  Charlie: http://www.amazon.com/dp/B016FL9D78

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  Chapter 1

  Selene

  Nothing made my heart bleed more than when I snuck into the hospital room to see Lucky. I told a nurse how much Lucky meant to me and asked her how he was doing. She said he was doing well and would recover with no complications. This time. He’d been roughed up pretty good and was sleeping soundly from the narcotic they had given him. I touched his face. He didn’t flinch. A tear slipped down my face. We’d fought against the world to be together, but fate had other plans.

  “This is why I have to give you up, Lucky,” I whispered. “It kills me to see you this way. And it was all because of me. You saved my life like some kind of brave knight and this is your reward. It’s pretty fucked up, huh? You saved the princess. We should be riding off into the sunset on your white stallion…or bike. But our fairytale is more twisted than any normal one. We’re destined to be kept apart, no matter how much we struggle to be together.”

  I let out a long sob. “I’m so sorry, baby. I wish it would’ve been me and not you. Because you don’t deserve this. Nobody does.” A trembling breath escaped my lips. “Why do you have to be a Stone Wolf? Why do I have to be a Black Heart? Maybe fate brought us together, but it’s no match for this fucked-up world.”

  Staring down at his face, I knew I had to make the decision to leave him forever. Then, that gut-wrenching, ache started. Yes, it hurt to think about leaving. But it would be selfish for me to stay. If my father caught us, he would finish off Lucky with a single bullet to the head. No matter how much I loved him, I knew there was no future for us. We’d never get married. We’d never have kids. We’d never buy a house together. We’d never spend Christmas together. You know that ache? That tight feeling that accompanies sadness? Well, it was washing over me like a tidal wave. I clutched my heart; it actually felt like it was breaking.

  The realization cut deeply. I wiped the tears flowing down my face. How could I live without this wonderful man in my life? I couldn’t breathe.

  I couldn’t fucking breathe.

  I felt a jolt of intense pain cut deep into me.

  No, I can’t force myself to stop loving you.

  “My heart has just been ripped out,” I sobbed. “I will bleed, night and day.”

  I ran my fingers through his hair, then softly kissed his lips. “Goodbye, Lucky Morrison.”

  Everything was a blur. But I made it back to my own hospital room. I collapsed to the floor as I sobbed and cried out loud as emotional pain wracked my body.

  He was gone. Out of my life forever. I’d make sure of that. And I’d do it because I loved him. But damn, if it didn’t hurt. It was like someone stabbed me in the chest and twisted it. Crushing grief overwhelmed me. The torment was unbearable. And nothing could stop the sobs. I knew the new, gaping hole in my soul would never heal.

  I borrowed a notebook and pen from one of the nurses. I wrote Lucky a note and left it on his bedside table.

  ***

  Let’s face it. Breaking up is hard. Especially when you don’t want the relationship to end. I was torn, ripped apart. Day by day, I toughed it out. Nobody could grasp the depth of my pain. But through my tears, I tried to find the strength to withstand the storm. Move on? I couldn’t. I told grief to pack its shit and go. It didn’t listen. So I didn’t move on…but I stayed away from Lucky. Far away.

  A year had passed since Lucky and I had split up. We’d both been left with bleeding hearts. It was the longest year of my life to say the least, but he'd stopped hounding me about six months ago. It hurt even more to watch him come to the resolution that we weren't going to happen than it did having to ignore him after that day in the hospital. There was nothing I could do but walk away. Keeping the man I loved safe meant far more than our happiness ever could. He didn't understand that, but I didn't give a shit. I knew what I was doing, and maybe one day for my diligence and sacrifice, I would be paid back.

  Doubtful, but dreams do come true.

  At least for other people.

  ***

  "Butterfly." My father stood up from his desk and walked around to pull me into a tight hug. There was no warmth in the embrace, but I'd come to realize that there never had been.

  "I was told that you wanted to see me?" I glanced up at my old man, my eyes reflecting the darkness of who I was quickly becoming without Lucky to lift my spirits.

  "I did. It's time for another test." He moved back a little and let a smirk tug his lips up on one side of his mouth.

  I hated that look. It said that he knew just how to pull your strings tightly enough to threaten you with snapping.

  "Great. What's the test?" I crossed my arms over my chest and tried hard not to let the fifteen year old punk-ass that would forever live in my attitude rare up and show her ugly head. It left me looking immature, as if I didn't belong as a pledging member of the Black Hearts MC. My father's club had a long history in the town, but unfortunately we would always be the villains, and for good reason .

  Some part of me wished like hell that I belonged to the Stone Wolves, our rival MC, but only because I'd seen them take up for each other too many times to count. Lucky was a Stone Wolf, and his guys had wrapped around him like a brotherhood, taking care of him, and even going so far as to pull him out of his abusive old man's house to start a new life with them.

  As my father and his guys were concerned, they were riff-raff, losers, and scrubs , but over the last year or so, my opinion had begun to shift. Lucky was a good man, and most of that came from the values of his MC. Ours was a family by blood, but his a brotherhood united in the hope of bringing prosperity, safety and protection to Pleasant Valley.

  It was valiant, and I was jealous.

  "I'll tell you shortly. First, you tell me why you seem so distant from me lately? Your cousin, Mateo, mentioned that you've been spending a lot of time just sitting on the roof late at night. Something on your mind, Selene? You need to talk to someone?" He rubbed his strong hands down the side of my arms, and gave me a look that was almost convincing.

  "I'm fine. Just trying to toughen up. I'm the only woman in this MC, and gaining respect is ten times harder for me than anyone else. I figured if I hardened a little, it would help." I kept my voice steady. The thought of giving up the playful, joking side of me left me wanting to curl up in bed and cry. Without Lucky to pull
pranks on, there really wasn't anyone left to share that side of my personality. Everyone else was serious, focused and most likely--scared shitless of my father.

  "I think that's a good idea. You sure this has nothing to do with that boy we beat the shit out of a while back?" My father smiled again. He was baiting me.

  I hate you, you black-hearted bastard.

  "What guy?" I asked, making sure to not give him an inch where my true thoughts were concerned.

  "Lucas Morrison, Selene. Don't play like you don't remember." My father pulled his hands from me and slid them into his pants pockets. "He meant something to you. I could tell that night. And I think that was the only reason why I didn’t kill him. But I wanted to teach him to stay away. What we did was for your own good. You were a silly girl then. You're growing into a woman now."

  "Very true." I shrugged as if the conversation was getting on my nerves, which it was. "He was a friend, Papa, but you took that away from me. Like everything else in life. It's all good. I don't need friends."

  His brow pulled tight and he took my chin in his grasp, leaning down and getting in my face. The stance used to scare me, but that was before I honestly had nothing to lose.

  "You belong to me. I will do anything I need to do in order to keep you in line. So help me, God."

  "Would God help a murderer?" I clenched my teeth and narrowed my eyes, not quite capable of keeping my thoughts entirely to myself.