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Total pages in book: 42
Estimated words: 39829 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 199(@200wpm)___ 159(@250wpm)___ 133(@300wpm)

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I knew and cared for Elsa her entire life, and yet it wasn’t until she crashed into my arms that an entirely new emotion overcame me. She isn’t the little girl she used to be. Now, she’s the woman I want as my wife. All I have to do is wait until the time is right, and then she will be mine. Unfortunately, I manage to bumble it, and she’s ready to rip me a new one.

I’ve been in love with Miles for so long and have denied it for just as long—until the day I made a fool of myself. One kiss, one foolish mistake, and now I can’t stand looking at him without my chest aching. I need space to move on from my insane crush, but this man refuses to give me an inch of breathing room. He acts like danger is breathing down my neck when heartache is my greatest threat.

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Chapter One

Miles

“Thank you for hosting this dinner, Miles. I’ve always considered you a son, and your father one of my greatest friends.” I don’t need his appreciation, but I treasure it. This man has always been wonderful to me and is the reason I’m so damn successful. Of course, my own father has a lot to do with that as well. I can’t diminish that aspect, but Emiliano Martín was instrumental in the man I’ve become—especially because I’ve chosen to live in Vegas instead of Steeleville like my father.

He takes a seat behind his desk, looking worse for wear as a grunt escapes him. He tries to hide it, but it’s pointless. The man isn’t that young anymore, so I’m not sure why he bothers. Given all he’s been through, I know the pain is intense, and there is no shame in dealing with it.

“Are you well?” I ask my godfather, who seems a little under the weather since I saw him two days ago.

“Yes,” he remarks. “The surgery is in two days, but the damn pain is a son of a bitch now.” I nod.

“Do you need me to call the doctor, get you some meds, or call my godmother?” She’d do anything to take care of him.

His eyes widen, and he leans back in his chair. “Oh, God, no. Don’t call Roxie.” His voice amplified and his shoulders stiffed. Hell, that stressed him more than normal. He loves her, so it’s not that he doesn’t want her around. Their love was unshakeable, so something has to be up.

I tilt my head and take a seat in the chair in front of his desk. I wonder if there’s something I’m missing. “How is my godmother?”

“She is managing, doing her best not to worry, and I don’t want to add to her worries. We haven’t told the kids about the risks, but they’re smart.” He calls them kids, but they are pretty much all adults now, so they know that the risks are great but the surgery is necessary. That’s why I’m willing to allow all these pieces of shit into my home for a discussion. There’s no way in hell I’d allow them in my home otherwise.

The families have to be made aware that Elsa is under my protection. The entire Martín family is under my protection, but that’s the most important part of the meeting. She is a prize that men want to claim, and I’m certain that those assholes are going to bring her up.

“Does Elsa know about the dinner?” I ask.

“No, she doesn’t, and we need to keep it that way.” He’s always done a great job of keeping the women out of the dangerous end of our lives. It’s for the best given how easily his enemies would love to use them to their advantage.

“Good. I don’t want her to get the wrong idea. She’s just a little girl—and my godsister.” I have no interest in her other than protecting her from the dangers that come with being a beautiful heiress, and she is beautiful—remarkably so. I haven’t seen her in the past year, surprisingly, because life has gotten in the way, but as it is, I need to do a better job.

“She’s hardly a little girl anymore, but I want her safe.”

“Don’t worry about her. I won’t let anything happen to little Elsa.”

“You keep referring to her as little, but she’s about to start her second year of college soon.”

My eyes widen like a damn clown. I rub my jaw and then add, “Damn—second year? Where have I been?” I’ve been working nonstop for the company and helping with problems that arise in Steeleville from time to time, so much that I don’t have any social life, and it’s a shame that I haven’t even kept up with those closest to me.

“Working your ass off. I’m sure Milo has mentioned it once or twice.”

Hardly. Now that I think about it, he actually makes a concerted effort not to mention Elsa to me. “Not that often. Just that she’s a pain in the ass.” A thought comes to mind, and I push it back, but it lingers. There is no way that Milo saw the way I looked at her that day. It was brief, and I was just stunned. Elsa had surprised us one day in a tiny pair of shorts and a cartoon tee with her hair in a ponytail. It wasn’t anything super attention-grabbing, but I noticed that she’d grown up. I quickly excused myself to attend a meeting, and that was the last time I saw her. Hell, that was over a year ago.

“Ha. Siblings. Go figure. She’s a good girl, but headstrong like her mother and extremely anxious to be independent.” I know what he means by that: no damn security, free to be like every other girl around her. That isn’t something that can easily be done because of who she is.

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Total pages in book: 36
Estimated words: 34292 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 171(@200wpm)___ 137(@250wpm)___ 114(@300wpm)

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Simon had pushed Vivian away one too many times, but it wasn't because he wasn't insanely obsessed with her. Timing mattered. They were too young, more importantly, Vivian was too young for the plans he had for her. Unfortunately, one more refusal, and a woman getting in the way had been enough for her, and things spiraled out of control.

“I hope we never see each other again. Forget you ever knew me, and I’ll do the same.”

If Vivian could have taken back those words, she would have. She knew words had power to hurt, goodness knew she did. Simon's dismissal over the years had stung, but telling him she never wanted to see him again was the last words she uttered before tragedy struck.

Now, waking up from his coma, he may never remember the cruel words she spat in his face that fateful night, but the guilt ate her alive. Could they move on from the weekend he can’t remember, and she can’t forget?

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Chapter One

Simon

I speed down the road on my motorcycle, going for my morning ride. I drive through town for a good hour while everyone is just beginning their day. I see some of my family and friends out and about, but there is one person I’m hoping is where she’s supposed to be. I ride past Law’s house, catching sight of Trouble’s vehicle parked outside. That gives me a little peace of mind that she’s home. We’re on winter break from school, and soon I’ll head back to finish my automotive engineering degree while she finishes her senior year of high school. She turns eighteen next month.

As much as I love staying home, I can’t wait to get back—and Trouble is the only reason. She’s the reason I lie awake at night, ride on my motorcycle more than I should, work out twenty hours a week, and call home way too fucking much.

I have way too many opportunities to run into Vivian Lawrence over the coming weeks, especially if we do a large Steele Riders holiday feast. I roll my eyes just thinking about that. I love my friends and family, but seeing Vivian is fucking torture. The day she turned sixteen was like a damn switch flipped on me, and then I’d been so obsessed that I snarled at every boy and man that breathed near her until I spoke to her father that summer.

It’s been almost two years of obsession, and I can’t do anything about it. What’s worse is that I know she wants me as much as I want her. In fact, she’s done her best to flirt with me as often as possible, teasing me to the point that I almost kissed her. Instead, I insulted her and told her to go home and grow up. Sometimes I regret those words, and sometimes they’re the only thing keeping the distance between us.

I pulled into the auto body shop lot and parked my bike. As I do, my dad calls out and says, “What’s up, Son? It’s good to see you here so early.”

“Yeah, early,” I scoff, checking my watch. It’s already ten, and they’ve all been here for three hours at least.

“Well, you’re on vacation,” he reminds me, like he has for the past several days. It’s a force of habit, I suppose. Working hard is something that’s been ingrained in me since I was a little kid, and he has no one to blame but himself.

“I need to earn my spending money,” I tease. He gives me money to spend while I’m away, but I don’t do shit besides focus on my obsession, and that doesn’t cost a dime. Besides, we all have trust funds, and I’ve been earning my keep for years working in the shop. He’s been storing money away for me since I was ten.

“Come on. I’ve got an engine to rebuild. Show me what you’ve learned.” I smirk and rub my hands together. This is going to be a great day.

We work hard for the next two hours, and I lose some of my outerwear until I’m down to my undershirt and jeans. It’s the middle of December, but it doesn’t matter because we’re just south of Dallas, so it’s in the mid-sixties.

My dad and I are having a blast.

“Need a drink?” he asks me.

“Yeah,” I answered from under the engine block. We’re taking our time because we can. I know it as much as he does. Yes, there are other projects on my father’s list, but we don’t spend that much time together anymore. I love my dad, and one day I’d love to share this with my son, if I have one.

He hands me a cold glass of sweet tea that I’m sure my mom prepared for us. “This is perfect.”

“Tell me about it. That woman is a godsend,” he says with a happy sigh. When I look at Vivian, that’s what I see and feel. It’s like the happiness my parents share. My chest burns with an ache I can’t explain, and I want to be with her.

I set the glass down and pick up a wrench, getting back to work. We’re almost done when something catches my attention out of the corner of my eye.

“Uh-oh,” I grumble, picking up my grease towel and wiping my hands while staring at the front. At least once a week, she makes a damn excuse to come to the shop. She doesn’t even have a problem with her car, so there is no reason for her to be here. If she did have an issue, her father or brother would bring it in. It’s bullshit, and it’s a distraction I don’t need.

“What is it?” my father asks, following my gaze.

“Trouble.” My attention is laser focused on the door. Standing there is the most beautiful and most frustrating girl ever—Vivian. She’s been following me around everywhere, trying to draw me in so that I would make a critical error that would get us both in trouble; hence the reason I forever call her Trouble.

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Julian (Steele Riders MC Second Generation #2) Read Online C.M. Steele http://www.ilovenovels.com/julian-steele-riders-mc-second-generation-2-read-online-c-m-steele Sun, 02 Feb 2025 19:14:25 +0000 http://www.ilovenovels.com/julian-steele-riders-mc-second-generation-2-read-online-c-m-steele Genre: Alpha Male, Biker, Erotic, Insta-Love, MC, Virgin Authors: C.M. Steele Series: Steele Riders MC Second Generation Series by C.M. Steele
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Total pages in book: 40
Estimated words: 37953 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 190(@200wpm)___ 152(@250wpm)___ 127(@300wpm)

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Julian Martinez is a singularly focused man, and he dedicated his life to becoming a doctor. Nothing would distract him from being the best until he meets his best friend’s little sister, Everly. She has become his obsession, and it has taken all his control to stay away.
Unfortunately, things get too crazy when circumstances leave Everly as his new roommate for the next several months. Clenching his teeth, Julian does his best to maintain a distance, but a man has only so much self-control when temptation sleeps in the next room.
Everly had known of her brother’s best friend for years, but it wasn’t until they met that she lost her heart. To her dismay, they were worlds and years apart. Luckily, she lands in his lap and does everything she can to show him that she can be anything he wants as long as they’re together.

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Chapter One

Julian

I’m monitoring two patients while reading up on their conditions. Since I’ve just finished my fourth year of my residency, there is still a great deal for me to learn. I’d been so invested in my books that I took a bite of my lunch and I spit it back out. “Shit.” It’s ice-cold and now ruined.

Frustrated, I tossed it in the trash and snagged a cup of black coffee from the remaining pot on the counter. I don’t know how long it’s been there, but I need something, and I don’t have long before I’m summoned back to work. Being a resident isn’t an easy thing, but I’ve always wanted to be a doctor, and nothing will stop me. Nothing. Not even my other obsession.

My stomach rumbles, but a meal will have to wait until my shift ends in a few hours.

The door to the break area opens, and my best friend, soon-to-be former roommate Drake, enters. I lift my head from my readings. “Hey, how about you come over for dinner tonight at five?” Drake asks.

“Come over? We live together,” I reminded him. Since his residency programs recently ended, he’s selected where he’ll practice and has been offered a job.

My program ends next year, and I’ve already got my mind and heart made up because it’s been ingrained in me since I was a kid. There is a position waiting for me at Steeleville Medical Center alongside my mother and one of my Steele Rider Uncles, as I like to call them, Dr. Joseph Simmons or, as everyone else calls him, Doc.

“No, my mother is throwing a last-minute dinner at together to celebrate the end of my program and my departure to Seattle.” He’s taken a Family Medicine position in Seattle that pays well and gets him far away from Texas.

“At your mother’s?”

“Yes.”

Dinner at his mother’s automatically means that I’ll see Drake’s sister. God, his little sister. My dick hardens at just the simple mention of her name—Everly.

She’s twenty now. A lot older than when I first met the little temptation. Four years ago, she was a petite girl with long brown hair and light brown doe eyes that captivated me over four years ago when I was in the middle of my graduation speech.

There were no words for the way my heart leaped out of my chest. Somehow, I spotted her through the masses, and my gaze was laser-focused on her the entire time. She was too tiny to see anything besides her perfect face, but it was unmistakable that she had a profound effect on me, and when I finally barreled through that crowd, I found her in the arms of my best friend.

“Julian, Earth to Julian.” Drake waves his hand in my face. “Whoa, where the fuck did you go?”

“Sorry, I’ve been thinking about these patients,” I lied, taking a quick glance at my books and then back at Drake.

He scoffs and shakes his head. “Yeah, that’s just like you. I’m so glad my practice is going to be laid back and I’m not spending much time in the hospital, unlike you. So, what do you say? Are you coming, or are you going to hurt my mom’s feelings?”

“I’m supposed to be back here by ten for a second round.”

“Really?”

“Yeah, it’s to cover an overflow.”

“You can still come by. It’s clear you haven’t eaten and my mom’s going to be upset if you don’t.”

What a prick. “You know my parents raised me better than that.” His father died a long time ago, so their mom was everything to them. “I’ll be there.”

My stomach turned at the idea of how I’d react when I saw Everly again. It had been at least two months since our last confrontation, and when I say confrontation, I mean it. She was pissed because I told her the outfit wasn’t appropriate for the party we were attending, and her mother and brother agreed with me, and they made her change.

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Will (Steele Riders MC Second Generation #1) Read Online C.M. Steele http://www.ilovenovels.com/will-steele-riders-mc-second-generation-1-read-online-c-m-steele Sat, 05 Oct 2024 02:31:18 +0000 http://www.booksnovels.com/will-steele-riders-mc-second-generation-1-read-online-c-m-steele Genre: Alpha Male, Biker, MC, Virgin Authors: C.M. Steele Series: Steele Riders MC Second Generation Series by C.M. Steele
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Total pages in book: 42
Estimated words: 40128 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 201(@200wpm)___ 161(@250wpm)___ 134(@300wpm)

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Like father like son, William Steele is obsessed and will do everything to claim his woman.
Unfortunately, she happens to be Beast's daughter which means he has one big fight on his hands, but nothing will stop a Rider.

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Chapter One

Will

“Melanie,” I gasp, waking up covered in a cold sweat and shooting straight up in my bed. I feel around in the darkness, but I’m all alone. It was just a dream—a painfully erotic dream about my long-time friend who has captivated me far longer than I care to admit. The sun isn’t even up yet, so I take off my tee shirt, swipe the sweat off my face and chest, and lie back down.

My heart’s going to pop out of my chest, and I know it.

There is a damn complicated yet perfectly explainable reason for this bullshit, and her name is Melanie Brandon. She is my little raven, with eyes that I could drown in and a smile that captures my fantasies.

Fuck, it’s hot in the Texas summer heat, but that’s not the reason why I’m burning up. Melanie has me on fire, aching for her with a lust that’s undeniable. She’s three years younger than me, and yet it feels like we’re a million years apart. I have to wait one more year before I can make her mine, and I will, but the time apart has been endless. The long, lonely nights have become longer.

My dad was right, and it finally hits me. “Finally” isn’t the right word because it hit me too soon. Way too damn soon. I’ve got a long way to go before I can make her mine.

Fuck, I’m in trouble. This road has been a long one, longer than anything I’ve come across so far, and it’s not over yet. My dad thought he had it bad when he fell in love with my mom, but it was nothing compared to my love for Melanie.

I jumped out of bed and hit the floor, palms flat, toes pointed down and stomach on the ground. “One,” I grunt. “Two.” The push-ups drive me on until I’ve done a hundred and collapse on the floor. My arms burn, body dripping with more sweat.

At least my hard-on has faded, and my arms are too sore to beat my cock to death. It’s the only thing keeping the fucker from being completely raw. I’d stroked it to numbness while I was away at college. Being back home for summer break isn’t any better, but work and friends make it a little easier to deal with seeing Melanie even in passing.

Scrambling back onto my feet, I hit the pull-up bar next. I work out for the next two hours, getting my body primed and ready before I go to see the love of my life today.

I pop in the shower to wash off all the grime and then step out to shave. It takes another twenty minutes before I’m dressed in a pair of jeans and a plain white tee. The sun is going to be baking outside today, but I’ll be on my ride, so I prefer my jeans. Stopping in my small kitchen, I scarf down some breakfast.

I’m almost outside my front door when my cell rings. Pulling it out my pocket, I answer it just before it goes to voicemail. “What’s up, Pops?”

“Just calling to check on you.” I wonder what else is on his mind. We see each other every single day and I work with him for ten damn hours.

“I’m just heading out on my way over to the clubhouse. In fact, I’m riding my new motorcycle there.

“Cool. Tell me how it is.” It was a gift for my birthday, and I haven’t had a chance to truly enjoy it since I went back to school, so this will be my opportunity.

“I will.”

“You’re going to behave today, right?” he asks. I knew there had to be a reason for this call.

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“Melanie’s going to be here, and…she’s not quite an adult.”

“I know, Pops. Trust me. I haven’t forgotten.” Today, I’ll let her know that she has a year to prepare for her future. I have no plans to stop her from fulfilling her dreams of becoming a librarian like her mother was, but that doesn’t mean that our future won’t begin when she turns eighteen, which unfortunately isn’t until next summer. A whole brutal year away.

“She’ll probably be dressed up and there will be other guys who are not related.”

“They know where I stand, so I expect them to act accordingly and then so will I. Trust me when I say that I have learned to control my jealousy. I trust my cousins to look after her.”

“Okay. I’ll see you later.” I end the call and tuck my phone away before hopping on my bike and revving it up.

Driving onto the main road, I take a long ride, passing by Melanie’s home. I don’t know what I expected to happen, but no one is outside because they’re either getting ready or already there, so I ride to the party.

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