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Bleeding Mayhem MC Series by Jenika Snow – Read Books Online Free Ebooks good best novels to read http://www.ilovenovels.com Mon, 16 Oct 2023 19:45:08 +0000 en-US hourly 1 https://wordpress.org/?v=7.0 http://www.ilovenovels.com/wp-content/uploads/2020/09/favicon.png Bleeding Mayhem MC Series by Jenika Snow – Read Books Online Free Ebooks good best novels to read http://www.ilovenovels.com 32 32 Fury (Bleeding Mayhem MC #3) Read Online Jenika Snow http://www.ilovenovels.com/fury-bleeding-mayhem-mc-3-read-online-jenika-snow Mon, 16 Oct 2023 19:45:08 +0000 https://www.booksnovels.com/fury-bleeding-mayhem-mc-3-read-online-jenika-snow Genre: Alpha Male, Biker, Dark, Mafia, MC Authors: Jenika Snow Series: Bleeding Mayhem MC Series by Jenika Snow
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Total pages in book: 49
Estimated words: 45135 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 226(@200wpm)___ 181(@250wpm)___ 150(@300wpm)

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Fury took Angelina because of revenge, but the longer she’s with him the more he wants her. He never thought he would be the man to use a woman as leverage, but when that woman is the daughter of the notorious Sal Cardona, a man that hurt his MC, Fury will go to any length.

Angelina Cardona ran from her mafia family just a few months ago, but she’s never felt safe since then. When she wakes up after being drugged and taken from her home, she fears her father and his men have found her. But something dark rises inside of her when she sees the man that’s taken her is the Bleeding Mayhem President, Fury. She wants him, even if he won’t let her go, and even if he's is just as dangerous as the mob.

Fury knows he’s in deep where it concerns Angelina, and he won’t let her walk away when it’s all said and done.

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Fury watched her.

He’d been watching her for the last couple of weeks, memorizing her routine, where she liked to eat lunch, whom she spoke with. He was stalking her, and he didn’t give a fuck how creepy and low-life that fact was.

Fury never claimed to be anything more than he was. He was a bastard on the best of days and a motherfucker on the worst.

She was a solitary woman, not speaking to anyone outside of the job she worked. He’d follow her home, watch her eat dinner alone, disappear into the bathroom for twenty minutes before coming out freshly bathed, and then she’d end the night reading a book in bed.

Angelina Cardona.

The daughter of the mob boss that had fucked over the MC, and the woman that was going to pay for her father’s crimes in the ways Fury saw fit.

But ever since they’d taken down her father’s business, at least for the time being, she’d been acting more and more aware of her surroundings. She knew shit was going down, and she knew she was going to get burned from the fire her family caused sooner rather than later.

Something was wrong. Angelina could feel it like icy fingers on the back of her neck. She could feel eyes on her and sensed that she was being watched. As much as Angelina wanted to act like she wasn’t concerned, and not give that pleasure to whomever was after her, she knew she failed.

The truth was Angelina was scared. She knew what her father and brother did, knew what the Family was all about. But she’d left them, left all of that behind. She didn’t want to be a part of that violence, illegal activity, and degradation. Angelina just wanted to be herself and live a normal life.

At least as normal as a person with her family background could have.

Angelina was just sick and tired of all the bullshit that came with being part of the “Family”. She just wanted normal, without having people afraid of her simply because of who her father and brother were.

She might have been born into that world and lifestyle, but that didn’t mean she had to stay in it.

She felt that prickling on the back of her neck again and looked over her shoulder. She just knew someone had to be watching her, that or maybe her thoughts on her father and the Family were so thick in her mind she was paranoid?

No. I know better than that. I’ve been in situations my whole life where shit was shady.

But she was on her own, and she needed to deal with shit if it came to her doorstep on her own.

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She was nervous. That was clear by the way she kept looking over her shoulder as she walked down the street. She wore a long jacket that reached her knees, and the hood from the coat was covering her head.

But she was the one he was looking for without a doubt. She could have worn a fucking mask and Fury would have recognized her. He shifted on the seat of the SUV he was in and lowered his gaze to her legs that could be seen.

Hell, he could only make out her calves and ankles because of her coat and skirt, but he was already sporting semi-wood from that sight alone.

Yeah, he’d make her pay, but he wouldn’t hurt her, not like her father and brother had done, or tried to do. He’d get the information he wanted out of her, but he’d also show her what it meant to be with an MC member, especially one that had been fucked over by her family.

He rubbed a hand over his face and kept his focus on her, about to turn the engine over and follow her home. But that’s when he noticed a dark car across the street. It sat there, the windows tinted out, but it had all of Fury’s instincts going on high alert.

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Mayhem (Bleeding Mayhem MC #2) Read Online Jenika Snow http://www.ilovenovels.com/mayhem-bleeding-mayhem-mc-2-read-online-jenika-snow Thu, 14 Sep 2023 21:22:32 +0000 http://www.booksnovels.com/mayhem-bleeding-mayhem-mc-2-read-online-jenika-snow Genre: Alpha Male, Bad Boy, Biker, MC, Novella Authors: Jenika Snow Series: Bleeding Mayhem MC Series by Jenika Snow
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Total pages in book: 51
Estimated words: 47117 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 236(@200wpm)___ 188(@250wpm)___ 157(@300wpm)

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The Bleeding Mayhem MC, where blood, violence, and being a badass alpha reign supreme.

Mayhem has always been used to getting what he wants. And when the one woman he wants won’t give him the time of day, he’s bastard enough to use her troubles to his advantage.

Butters can’t be bought, or she thought she couldn’t. When her brother owes dangerous men money, it seems her only way to help him is to take the twisted offer Mayhem presents.

Mayhem never said he was a good guy. If Butters wants to help her brother, Mayhem can help, but it’ll come with a price. All she has to do is be his for a week. But the more time he spends with her the more he wants her as more than a piece of ass. He wants her to see she belongs with him, and if that means taking out the men that are causing her and her brother problems, he has no issues bringing out his violent beast.

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Prologue

“I can’t keep bailing you out, Nathan,” Butters said, but she knew that was a lie. She’d always be there for her brother.

“Renee, you know I wouldn’t ask if it wasn’t really important,” Nathan said with worry in his voice so thick she felt it through the phone.

Butters was only ever called by her given name by her younger brother Nathan, and he only called her that when he was desperate. So even if she didn’t hear the strain in his voice, the clear fear, she would have known it was serious.

Breathing out slowly, she leaned back in the bed and closed her eyes. “How much do you need this time, Nate?” She rubbed her eyes with her hand, hating that her little brother had his problems, ones that he pulled her into. It was just the two of them, though, and she couldn’t leave him stranded, not when turning her back on him would mean Nathan would be out in the cold, so to speak.

There was silence for a long while, and she knew whatever Nathan was going to tell her would be heavy.

“Ten grand.”

She nearly choked at that figure. “I don’t have that kind of money.” She could have cried for the shit her brother continuously got into. “You have a problem. A big problem.”

He exhaled. “I know, but if I don’t pay them, they’ll kill me, Renee. These guys are dangerous. They don’t fuck around.”

“Who is it? Who do you owe money to?” He was silent for another second. “Another corrupt group, a loan shark?” There had been many times Nate got into shit, and she’d had to bail him out, but he had never been this deep in the hole.

More silence. She heard Nate shuffling around, even heard him sniffling.

“Are you crying?” God, what the hell has he gotten into? This has to be bad.

“I’m in with the Cardona Family.”

Her lungs seized, her heart stopped, and she sat up in bed. “Nate,” she gasped out his name. She’d heard about the Cardonas. They were a newer group of men who had only been around for about five years. They had the reputation of beating someone just for looking at them the wrong way. They might not be the most dangerous or even the biggest group out there, but for her and Nate, they were pretty fucking bad.

If her brother was in with them and they didn’t come up with the money, he wouldn’t just be beaten and have his legs broken. They’d torture him before making him dig his own grave and then shoot him between the eyes.

She could have cried. The other times her brother had been in trouble had been with small, petty groups. But the Cardona’s didn’t fuck around.

“I know, Renee.”

She wiped away her tears. “Nate, you realize that if we don’t come up with that money they’ll…” She couldn’t even say the word, couldn’t even think about Nate getting killed. “You’re so fucking stupid,” she said, crying now because she had no idea where in the hell she’d get the money. She also didn’t want her brother dead or hurt. He fucked up, had always had money problems, gambled, and even had a drug addiction before he’d gotten help for it in high school. But he was still her only family, and she loved him.

Pushing her emotions back, she knew she needed to be strong, if not for him then for herself. Butters needed to figure out how in the fuck to handle this, and she knew if they were dealing with the Cardona Family, they didn’t have a whole lot of time.

Chapter

One

Mayhem sat at the poker table and stared at the cards in his hands. He tossed them down, showing the other patches he had a flush. “Fuck you, assholes,” he said and grabbed the pot of money in the center of the table.

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Hardcore (Bleeding Mayhem MC #1) Read Online Jenika Snow http://www.ilovenovels.com/hardcore-bleeding-mayhem-mc-1-read-online-jenika-snow Tue, 08 Aug 2023 17:46:33 +0000 http://www.booksnovels.com/hardcore-bleeding-mayhem-mc-1-read-online-jenika-snow Genre: Alpha Male, Biker, Dark, Erotic, MC, Virgin Authors: Jenika Snow Series: Bleeding Mayhem MC Series by Jenika Snow
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Total pages in book: 44
Estimated words: 41038 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 205(@200wpm)___ 164(@250wpm)___ 137(@300wpm)

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The Bleeding Mayhem MC, where blood, violence, and being a badass alpha reign supreme.

Claire left the Bleeding Mayhem MC two years ago after a Patch named Big broke her heart. But her brother, Mayhem, and the MC are all she has, and she knows she’s going to need the club’s protection after what she’s gotten herself into.

Big, who got his nickname because of the equipment he’s sporting between his legs, has never forgotten Claire, the woman he at one time had as his number one, so when she shows up at the club, he knows it’ll be hard to keep the past where it belongs. But Big still wants her in a bad way and has no self-control when it comes to Claire.

Big takes it upon himself to handle Claire’s problem the only way he knows how—with violence. No way is he going to let her run from him again. She’ll be his in every way, no matter what.

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Big got his name for one reason and one reason only, because he had a big fucking cock, thick and long, with a piercing right through the huge head.

He was proud of his dick, used to get hard just thinking about all the pussies he stretched with the fucker between his legs.

“God, it’s like another arm, Big, and it’s not even hard,” the club bitch said, her mouth open, glossy from her saliva because she was so ready for him. She wanted to suck his cock, to drink his cum, but he couldn’t even get it hard for her.

Hell, he was so damn drunk that he shouldn’t have even allowed her to follow him, like she was some kind of fucking lost puppy or some shit.

But he’d come into his room, turned around, and there’d she’d been with her tits hanging out of her shirt and this “fuck me” look written across her face.

“What’s wrong? You’re not getting into this?”

The sweet-butt was on her knees, staring up at him, her mouth open and waiting for his dick. She’d gotten on her knees of her own accord, and Big had been so amused by the fact she was so blatant in what she wanted that he hadn’t stopped her.

Maybe if he wasn’t so drunk and in a foul mood getting his dick sucked might have sounded pretty damn good—doing it so hard she gagged—but he couldn’t get hard, least of all for her.

She was one of the loosest bitches in the club, and putting his dick in any of her holes, ones the other patches had stretched out and torn up, wasn’t appealing in any sense.

But it wasn’t just the fact this sweet-butt was dirty as all hell. The massive problem he had, the reason he had trouble getting his dick hard, was because of one person and one person only.

Claire.

It seemed the monster between his thighs only wanted to get hard for her, and it was a problem he’d faced way too many fucking times since she left.

Pushing away from the club whore, he shoved his cock in his pants, pulled his zipper up from when she’d pulled it down because she had some big balls, and went over to the dresser by the door. “I’m not in the mood.”

He was at the clubhouse, the party in the other room going hard and strong. He grabbed a joint from the dresser, took out his lighter from the inside of his cut, and lit the end. He needed to just chill, to relax and not think about Claire and the fact she’d fucked up his life and probably didn’t even know it.

With his back toward the club bitch, he inhaled a few times before exhaling slowly. The thick smoke wafted around him, making a hazy cloud around his face.

“You want me to stay, Big, maybe try and work you over? I know some of the guys, if they’re too drunk and can’t get hard—”

He turned and looked over his shoulder, giving her a hard, dangerous look. “You’re the reason why I can’t get hard, so it’s better if you just get the fuck out.”

She snapped her mouth closed, not continuing with that shit line. Hell, he didn’t even know her name, but he didn’t fucking care, either. He turned back around so he didn’t have to look at her.

“If you can’t get it up, don’t blame it on me. I know how to please the guys.”

He exhaled and gruffly said, “Get the fuck out.” He lifted his hand and made the gesture for her to leave. When Big heard the door shut, he exhaled a lungful of smoke, feeling his body start to relax, the high freeing him from the grime of his life and the drunkenness of the night.

After two years, he still thought about her, that bitch who broke his goddamned heart, made him hate the female population, and who created the monster he was now.

Fucking any pussy he saw that was willing and clean, Big had done his best to try to forget about Claire.

But, hell, was it hard given the fact her brother, Mayhem, was a patched member, and every time he looked at her fraternal twin, saw those vibrant blue eyes, all Big could think about was Claire.

Because he was a masochist, Big grabbed his wallet from the back pocket of his jeans, opened it up, and slipped out the small weathered picture of Claire. Yeah, he’d kept this picture of them that had been taken when they’d been in deep with each other, when they’d been inseparable.

She’d been it for him, even if he hadn’t been a man, even if he hadn’t had the balls to tell her.

Looking down at the picture, he felt his cock jerk to attention at the image of her. Even two years later, he jerked off to this picture, thought about the times he’d had his cock deep inside of her hot, little snatch and wished like fuck he had been a better man back in the day.

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