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Total pages in book: 86
Estimated words: 81250 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 406(@200wpm)___ 325(@250wpm)___ 271(@300wpm)

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Read Online Books/Novels:	Dancing with the Devil (Ravens Ruin #4)
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I thought leaving her in that room covered in her attacker’s blood would teach her a lesson. I thought she’d be more careful about her safety. Little did I know that she’s seeking the pain and humiliation. Well, it’s her lucky day, because pain is sort of my thing. I can hurt her much more than she’s able to hurt herself. The twist is we’ll both enjoy every second of it.
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Epitaph

“Destroy the part of you that searches for angels in places you know only monsters exist”

~ Erin Van Vuren

Prologue

TJ

She’s stunning, the most gorgeous creature I’ve ever seen, but it isn’t her long blonde hair scattered on the pillow or the plumpness in her lips as she lies in repose that heats my blood and kicks my heart up a notch. Her nakedness, the bare curves of her body, and the dusky-rose nipples, drawn tight by the coolness in the air, are merely adjectives, accessories to the real allure.

“Look how fucking sexy that is,” I mutter, shocked at the sound of my voice because I hadn’t meant to praise her perfection out loud.

“Sick fuck,” Briar mutters beside me.

He doesn’t see what I see. He can’t appreciate the transcendent sight of the girl on the bed. His concerns lie elsewhere, which is fine. It gives me more time to admire her.

The sight of her covered in blood has to be the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen in my entire life. The only displeasure I allow to seep in is the fact that it’s not her blood.

Or mine.

My cock thickens behind my zipper at just the thought of covering her milky smooth skin with my own blood.

“Are we going to leave her there?”

What the hell does Briar expect us to do with her?

“Let her wake up in this mess,” I say without pulling my eyes from her. “Maybe she’ll learn her fucking lesson.”

Honestly, she’s just too superb to disrupt.

The problem, also Briar’s main concerns, are the three dead guys at our feet and the currently living one whimpering in the corner. I ignore all of it as I step over the gore and get closer to her.

“You should be safe at home reading a book or something, beautiful.” I push her hair from her cheek so I can see her face better. “Now, you’re here covered in blood.”

She whimpers, her hazy green eyes fluttering open for only the briefest of seconds before her long lashes rest once again on her rosy cheeks.

“You want to be identified?” Briar hisses from the other side of the room.

Ignoring him, I swipe my finger through a splash of blood on her arm before lifting it to her face. “It was my pleasure saving you.”

Chapter 1

Kaci

“Ms. Stewart?”

I don’t know how long I’ve been here. My head is foggy, like thick vapor. Nothing seems real. The world around me is a fabrication of reality, and if I’m being honest, I’d love to live in this dream state forever. Nothing hurts here. Nothing is hurting me, and I’m not thinking of hurting myself. The change of pace is comforting.

“Ms. Stewart?” I look up at the female glaring down at me. “Take this and wipe your face.”

I saw myself in the mirror before the police arrived at the house party earlier. The ghostly, ashen face that stared back at me was unrecognizable, much like the bodies scattered around the floor.

The heart drawn in blood on my face is both terrifying and soothing, placed there by an angel who had no idea I didn’t want to be saved. Even though I’m reluctant to remove it, I press the damp cloth to my cheek as instructed.

“Why did you kill those men?”

A humorless chuckle erupts from my throat. “Kill them? I didn’t kill them.”

“You were the only other person left alive in the room.” The male police officer that has been standing on the other side of the room closes the distance, placing his hands on the table directly in front of me. He crowds my space as if this intimidation tactic is going to work on me. “Three men have been brutally murdered, and you want us to believe that they left you alive for no reason?”

I don’t bother answering. The female police officer looks at me with pleading eyes, as if she’s saying she’s on my side. I’ve watched enough damn TV to know the whole good cop, bad cop routine.

“I don’t know anything.”

“Did your boyfriend do this? Did he catch you upstairs ready to spread your thighs for three men and lose his shit?”

“I don’t have a boyfriend.” Plain, simple truth.

“So some random person comes up there, hacks three people to bits, draws a sick fucking heart on your face, and I’m supposed to believe you had nothing to do with it?”

The female officer’s eyes cut to the man in my face, irritation clear in her eyes, but she doesn’t say anything to reel him in.

“The last thing I remember is dancing downstairs. I don’t even know how I got in that room.” I swallow thickly before continuing. “I-I think they drugged me.”

“Did they rape you?” The female officer pushes away from the wall to get a better view of me.

“I-I don’t know.” I grip the scratchy blanket I was provided at the house tighter around me. “Can you take me to the hospital?”

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Luck of the Devil Read Online Marie James (Ravens Ruin MC #2) http://www.ilovenovels.com/luck-of-the-devil-2-read-online-marie-james Thu, 26 Oct 2017 01:57:33 +0000 http://www.test123.demo2.xyz/luck-of-the-devil-2-read-online-marie-james Genre: Biker, Erotic, MC, Romance Authors: Marie James Series: Ravens Ruin MC Series by Marie James
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Total pages in book: 83
Estimated words: 79521 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 398(@200wpm)___ 318(@250wpm)___ 265(@300wpm)

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I’m good enough to protect her. I’m good enough to die for her. But, I’m not good enough to touch her? I may be the Vice President of the Ravens Ruin MC, but her brother, the President, has given all of us orders that she’s off-limits. It’s for the best, really. The demons in my past love to play with a pretty little girl like her.
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“There is a charm about the forbidden that makes it unspeakably desirable.”

~Mark Twain

Prologue

Briar

“Think we should come back later?” TJ asks as we watch people stumble in and out of the frat-house.

We’re cloaked in darkness, halfway down the block.

“With the way I feel right now, man, we could go inside and kill everyone, and I wouldn’t even blink an eye,” I mutter, shaking my head as another drunk college girl stumbles down the sidewalk alone.

Don’t these damn girls know that they’re putting themselves at risk? I’m not one to blame the victim, but fuck, don’t get drunk and leave yourself unable to defend an attacker off. If we lived in a perfect world, there would be no problem with drinking until unconsciousness, but the world is a cold, dark, sinister place. It’s filled with demons lying in wait for the opportunities these girls are handing over freely.

Four guys in this damn house are soon going to find out just how bad of a world we live in.

“Briar?” TJ prompts.

“Look how wasted they all are,” I observe, not pulling my eyes from the darkness that swallowed another girl up. “I don’t think anyone would notice us if we walked inside carrying flares and yelling on a bullhorn.”

“Lead the way,” TJ urges with a wicked grin on his face.

He’s just as excited to get to those guys as I am. We both know what’s going to happen here tonight. No one gets away with hurting one of our own, and they damn sure don’t get a pass on hurting Molly. TJ is invested because she’s his sister. My role in her life is a little less concrete, but that won’t keep me from seeking revenge for the girl I’ve watched grow from an eight year old girl into a gorgeous young woman.

The pulse of the music blasting inside vibrates under my boots as I climb the rickety steps onto the porch. TJ, focused on only one thing, gently shrugs off a drunk girl as she brazenly offers herself to him. I know TJ. If that girl is still out here when we’re done, there’s a chance he’ll take her up on her offer, but he’s focused right now. The call of blood has always been stronger than the temptation of pussy for him.

We separate once we get inside, each of us looking for the familiar faces we’re seeking tonight. At twenty years old, TJ fits in perfectly. He’s a college girl's dream with a built frame, dirty-blond hair, and a mischievous smile that leaves women curious. I, on the other hand, am twenty-nine and have no business partying it up with college kids, but they don’t seem to mind.

We spend ten minutes looking around, neither one of us locating the assholes. It can only mean one thing, and TJ realizes it too when his eyes meet mine from across the room. Heading in the direction of the stairs, I add a little hustle to my steps, praying the entire way to the closed bedroom door at the end of the narrow hallway that we aren’t too late.

“Hey guys,” I spit when I open the door and see the passed-out chick on the bed.

One guy is pulling down her panties, struggling against the cumbersomeness of her lethargic body, while two others look on. One doesn’t even bother to stop stroking his cock with our interruption. The guy on the far side of the room drops the cell phone he’s using to record the action and has the wherewithal to look ashamed at what he’s involved in.

“Private party,” another guy says as he turns, dick already out of his jeans.

The second he presses his hand to TJ’s chest in a bid to make him exit the room, all hell breaks loose.

The snap of his wrist can’t be heard over the drone of music from downstairs, but I’m not so sure that his howl of pain won’t be.

“Shut him up,” I snap as I step closer to the guy closest to the girl. He pulled his hands from her body when we walked in, but he doesn’t look like he’s planning to stop. We’re just a minor inconvenience in his evening plans. His eyes are dilated like saucers, cheeks flushed from the increase in his body temperature. The man is high as a fucking kite.

Too bad, I think as I step even closer. I was hoping they’d be fully cognizant when I gut them. We don’t always get what we want though. It’s one of the harsh realities of life.

“Gladly,” TJ hisses.

Time moves in warp speed.

I don’t know if seconds, minutes, or hours pass by, but when it’s all said and done, there are three bodies at our feet and one quivering little asshole pissing himself and trembling in the corner. He’s the only man left in the room alive, aside from TJ and me. He’d be dead too if it weren’t for the fact that he’s fully clothed and was video recording the other guys rather than joining in. I can’t be one hundred percent sure that he wouldn’t have joined in later, but tonight, it’s his only saving grace.

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Sins of the Father Read Online Marie James (Ravens Ruin MC #1) http://www.ilovenovels.com/sins-of-the-father-1-read-online-marie-james Sun, 20 Aug 2017 13:57:33 +0000 http://www.test123.demo2.xyz/sins-of-the-father-1-read-online-marie-james Genre: Alpha Male, Biker, Dark, MC, Romance Authors: Marie James Series: Ravens Ruin MC Series by Marie James
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Total pages in book: 82
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Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 398(@200wpm)___ 318(@250wpm)___ 265(@300wpm)

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I’m not misunderstood. I’m not confused about my position in life. I’m not looking for answers to explain why I am the way I am. This is the logic others use to try to make sense of me. According to them, there has to be a reason for my apathy. There has to be some sort of explanation for the calculating way I run my Club. There has to be a root cause for my depravity. They can’t wrap their heads around the fact that I’m evil, that I’m darkness personified. Doing so would force them to acknowledge that the Devil has left Hell and is living among them. Most people may think I’m Satan, but I answer to Lynch, President of the Ravens Ruin MC, and the Antichrist doesn’t have sh*t on me.
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Epitaph

“Oh, how your kingdom will fall… When you find that your discarded pawn was the queen all along.”

~Erin Van Vuren

Prologue

Lynch

Music surrounds me, mixing, swirling together with the scents of sex, whiskey, and weed. It’s just another Tuesday night at the Ravens Ruin clubhouse. Yet, I find myself without a drink in my hand, without lips wrapped around my cock, staring at the fading quote marking the far wall of the open living room.

HELL IS EMPTY AND ALL THE DEVILS ARE HERE

William Shakespeare’s words have been there for as long as I can remember, but tonight it’s like I’m seeing everything around me for the first time. I’m not spacing or having some sort of existential crisis. That kind of shit would require a conscience. I wasn’t born with one of those.

But things changed today.

Today I took action, and I did something I’ve been threatening for years. My plans for this club have been a long time in the making. I didn’t wake up this morning with any intention to carry through with those plans, but when the opportunity presented itself, I couldn’t back down.

Things changed today.

Today I woke up as a cut-wearing member of the Ravens Ruin MC.

Tonight, I will close my eyes as the President.

Chapter 1

Lynch

The chair at the head of the table doesn’t feel right. My view from here is different than I imagined it would be. I love the rush, the heady feeling of controlling these men at my table, but with it comes immediate exhaustion. Just the idea of leading this club makes me want to take a fucking nap. Even though I know it’s impossible, I feel like my dark hair is turning gray at the roots.

“We will not discuss what happened yesterday,” I warn. “Ravens Ruin will perform just as it has for decades.”

Briar is the only man willing to meet my eyes. Even Manic, my father’s Vice President refuses to look my way.

“I’m giving each and every one of you an out. If you don’t want to continue here, you can pack your shit and leave with no repercussions. Today is the only day that the offer is on the table.”

Several men shift in their seats. TJ looks up, a devious smile playing on his full lips.

The scrape of a chair draws my attention, and I watch, without surprise, as Manic stands up.

“It’s nothing personal, Brother.” Worn, callused hands pick at the VP patch on his cut until he can get enough purchase to pull it from his chest. “I want out.”

“Pussy,” TJ murmurs from the other end of the table.

“Enough,” I hiss as I stretch my hand out to take the patch from Manic.

“Retirement?” I ask looking at the man I’ve considered as close as an uncle for my entire life.

I didn’t figure he’d stick around after what happened yesterday, but I didn’t expect his retreat to be so sudden and in front of everyone.

“Something like that,” he mutters.

“You’re always welcome here,” I assure him.

His eyes meet mine, and there’s an unspoken understanding. He’s always encouraged me to make things right with this club, to correct all of the things that have gone by the wayside under my father’s command. Sorrowful pride fills his eyes.

“The club’s in good hands with you, Eric.”

I immediately dismiss the lump that clogs my throat. There’s no place for any type of emotion other than hatred and anger at the head of this table. I force it down, resolved as I watch Manic pass through the chapel doors for the very last time.

Five minutes is all it takes for Manic’s VP patch to be joined by the Sergeant-At-Arms, Treasurer, Secretary, Enforcer, and Road Captain patch in my hand. Almost systematically, everyone from my father’s regime walks out, leaving only the guys I’ve brought in over the last handful of years. I didn’t want it this way, but I expected it.

Their experience and years of service have benefited the club, but their departures are for the best. The last thing I need as the new president is pushback from older members who are bitter about the changes I’m planning to make.

“Briar,” I say as I hand over the first patch.

His eyes look down for long moments before he pulls them from the VP patch to look at my brother down the table.

“Don’t get sappy,” TJ says with assurance. “I’ve got my eyes on that Enforcer patch.”

I smile, knowing my younger brother wouldn’t ask for anything less.

“You’re the only one crazy enough for it anyway,” I mutter as I slide the patch down to him.

“I’ll make you proud,” my brother vows.

“Staying out of prison is all I ask,” I shoot back at him. “Boston.”

Dark eyes meet my green as my friend looks my way.

“Prez?”

“I know you don’t want this shit, but you’re the only one who knows the books as well as I do.” I slide the Treasurer patch down the table. Surprisingly, he seems relieved.

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