Introduction
Chapter 1
Raine is 24 and working odd jobs to put herself through college. She wanted her business degree in management in hopes of one day owning her own business.
Her secret wish was to have her own club but different than others. Her dad passed away when she was 12 and her mom struggled to raise her, sometimes working 2 jobs. She was killed in a car crash when Raine was only 17.
Raine has two lifetime friends, Sam and Kim. Sam is a nurse and Kim is a beautician. The 3 of them just moved and share a 3-bedroom house.
When Sam completed her nursing, she got a great job offer and found their current house. So Raine and Kim moved in with her. Kim applied for salons in the area and got accepted at one of the local salons.
Raine was looking for a waitress or bartender job, her goal was to work every job possible in clubs to learn the business inside and out.
“OK I have this weekend off and we are going out clubbing." Sam replied.
“Woohoo party?” Kim exclaimed.
“OK, that's great. I can check for jobs so win-win for me.” Raine replied.
“My coworkers suggested 3 different clubs. There's not very many in the area so for choices we have Vibes, Cowgurl Up, or Rockers." Sam rolled her eyes.
“Who in the world comes up with these names?” Kim asked.
“Seriously!” Raine agreed.
Friday night the girls got dressed up and headed out. They decided to try Vibes first. Vibes was fairly crowded with college kids and had a terrible live band.
After an hour of the crowd and the poor music they decided to try Cowgurl Up. It's of course a cowboy country music type bar. It had decent music and a fairly large crowd.
The girls joined in a couple of line dances, they laughed and tried to copy the moves. A couple of guys tried to help teach them the moves.
They're laughing hard and having a good time. The girls are half drunk. Kim accidentally bumped into a tall gorgeous well-built cowboy. He’s very muscular and drool worthy.
“Oh, my bad I'm a little buzzed here cowboy,” Kim laughed.
“How do you know my name? Have we met before?” Cowboy asked.
“Ah no I just call guys who wear cowboy hats, cowboy, when I don't know their name.” Kim replied.
“Well lucky guess. My name is Cowboy, and this here is my friend Smokey,” Cowboy introduced.
“Where's the bandit?” Raine asked, laughing.
“Ha ha good one, like I haven’t heard that before,” Smokey fake laughed.
“Well then get a new nickname.” Raine replied.
“I'm Sam and she's Raine,” Sam interrupted.
“Where’s thunder?” Smokey asked.
“Getting ready to strike your ass!” Raine retorted.
“Hi, I'm Kim and Raine here just loves to kid around, don't you Raine?!” Kim laughed.
“No, I don't, I tell it like it is.” Raine replied.
“Ha ha so funny,” Kim laughed.
“God, I need another drink,” Raine grumbled.
The guys joined their table and they drank a couple more hours. Just after midnight the girls called an Uber and went home. The next morning is hangover city with lots of Tylenol and water for the girls.
“I'm never drinking again,” Raine moaned.
“Yes, you are, tonight in fact. The guys invited us to their bar. And they said they are needing a part time bartender,” Sam replied.
“OK OK you twisted my arm but I'm not drinking,” Raine replied.
Later that evening, the girls got ready and headed to the bar. When they pulled up, it had mostly motorcycles parked in the parking lot. There are a few cars, but not many. Raine and Kim looked at Sam.
“Um Sam this is a biker bar,” Raine replied.
“I know it is,” said Sam excitedly.
“But normally the public is not allowed in the biker bars, don't you have to be a member?” Raine asked.
“Cowboy said Friday and Saturday nights are open to the public and we're invited anyway,” Kim replied.
“I don't think they’ll hire me.” Raine said.
“You never know, Smokey said they needed someone who could bartend and waitress, and you can do both,” Sam replied.
“I don't know, I have a bad feeling about this.” Raine replied.
“BS let's go get our drink on,” Kim replied as they walked into the bar.
Jax's point of view. He saw the brunette, blonde, and redhead walk in the door. It had to be a sin for 3 gorgeous women to be together like that, he thought.
Jaxton also thought this is the beginning of a sexy joke, a brunette, blonde, and redhead walk into a biker bar.
“Trouble times 3 just walked in the door. Alert the officers,” Jaxton told Ice.
“Are those the girls Cowboy invited?” Ice asked.
“Got to be, spread the word the brunette is off limits she's going to be fucked by me first.” Jaxton ordered.
“Small tits, but a nice ass you can grip. Nice pieces all 3 are, but redheads are my thing,” Ice grinned.
“They had to invite them tonight when another charter is here. Keep an eye out,” Jaxton warned.
The girls walked over to the bar. They each sat down on a bar stool. The bartender walked over to them. He eyes each of them from head to toe then grinned.
"Well hello ladies. I’m MD. What can I do for you?" He asked.
"I'd like a jack and coke." Kim replied.
"I'll take a rum and coke." Sam smiled.
"I need to talk to the manager about a job. I was told you were looking for a bartender?" Raine asked.
"You got experience?" Mad Dawg asked.
"Yes. I worked in a bar back home for 18 months. I tended bar and waited tables also. I was behind the bar most of the time." Raine explained.
"HEY BOSS!" Mad Dawg shouted out.
Raine turned her head to see a tall muscular man with sexy tattoos walking her way. He's the sexiest man she's ever laid eyes on! She squeezed her thighs together tightly to ease the ache from just the sight of him.
She felt her temperature rise, along with the heat between her legs. Her heart felt like it was going to beat out of her chest.
"Oh my god." Raine whispered to herself.
"You needed something MD?" Jaxton asked while looking the ladies up and down.
"Yeah boss, got one looking for work." MD smiled.
"Oh? Which one?" Jaxton smirked.
"I am. My name's Raine Parker." Raine replied.
She reached her hand out to shake. Jax ignored her hand. Ok rude she thought. She put her hand back at her side.
"Turn around so I can see your assets." Jax demanded.
"What do my assets have to do with the job? How my "assets" look shouldn't matter. It doesn't affect the job." Raine retorted.
"Baby your tits are decent, but you'll need a nice ass to go with them or you won't make much money." Jax smirked.
"I fail to see how that affects the job. I am damn good at the work and that usually got good tips. I worked in a bar for 18 months, so I have tons of experience." Raine retorted.
"Ok, well I'll give you a try. You can go on after the next girl. Go tell the DJ what song to play for you." Jax replied.
"What? I'm not applying to be a stripper! I'm applying for the bartender job!" Raine replied.
"Shame, My bad." Jax grinned.
He was trying to rile her up with that stripper comment. She didn’t know he wasn’t serious about it. There was no way in hell he'd let her strip.
Raine tried to keep her outrage and temper under control. She needed the job, but what an arrogant ass!
"So, you have experience as a bartender?" Jax asked.
"Yes." Raine replied. (I already said that she mumbles under her breath)
"How about waitressing?" He asked.
"Yes." She replied.
"Ok. If you can pass my test, I'll give you a trial run." Jax replied.
"Bring it." Raine replied.
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"Let me go," I whimper, my body trembling with need. "I don't want you touching me."
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Biting his lip, he stalks toward me, his hand going to the seam of his pants and the thickening bulge there.
"Are you sure you don't want me to touch you?" He whispers, untying the knot and slipping a hand inside. "Because I swear to God, that is all I have been wanting to do. Every single day from the moment you stepped in our bar and I smelled your perfect flavor from across the room."
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Especially - Rule Number One - No Mates
When Draven meets Domonic, he knows that she is his mate, but Draven has no idea what a mate is, only that she has fallen in love with a shifter. An Alpha that will break her heart to make her leave. Promising herself, she will never forgive him, she disappears.
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Lita's Love for the Alpha
"WHO did that to her?!" Andres asked again, still staring at the girl.
Her injuries were darkening with the passing of each minute.
Her skin even seemed paler in comparison to the deep browns and purples.
"I called the doctor over. You think it's internal bleeding?"
Stace addressed Alex but looked back to Lita, "She was fine, I mean flustered and bruised but fine, ya know. And then boom, she was passing out. Nothing we did would wake her up..."
"WILL SOMEONE PLEASE TELL ME WHO DID THIS TO HER?!"
Cole's eyes shifted deep red, "It's not your fucking concern! Is she YOUR mate now?!"
"See that's what I mean, if she'd had THAT man protecting her, maybe this wouldn't have happened," Stace yelled, tossing her arms into the air.
"Stacey Ramos, you will address your Alpha with his due respect, are we clear?"
Alex growled, icy blue eyes glaring at her.
She nodded quietly.
Andres also lowered his head slightly, showing submission, "Of course she's not my mate Alpha, however..."
"However, what, Delta?!"
"At the moment, you haven't rejected her. That would make her our Luna..."
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My Dominant Boss
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It is agreeing to that one favour that changed my entire life. We spent more time together outside of work, which changed our relationship. I see him in a different light, and he sees me in one.
I know it is wrong to get involved with my boss. I try to fight it but fail. It is only sex. What harm could it do? I couldn’t be more wrong because what starts as only sex changes direction in a way I could never imagine.
My boss isn’t only dominant at work but in all aspects of his life. I have heard about the Dom/subs relationship, but it isn’t something I ever thought much about. As things heat up between Mr Sutton and me, I am asked to become his submissive. How does one even become such a thing with no experience or desire to be one? It will be a challenge for him and me because I don’t do well at being told what to do outside of work.
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HIS REJECTED SECOND CHANCE MATE
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"Zara," my father uttered. "I understand that you are familiar with Alpha Noah."
I slowly nodded my head.
"Great," my father said. "Alpha Noah has also informed me that you are his fated mate."
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"Superb, Alpha Noah has requested your hand."
"Is that so?" I found my voice.
Both my father and Alpha Noah nodded.
"Interesting," I said. "Were you told by Alpha Noah that he rejected me more than a year ago?"
My father's smile wavered as Alpha Noah's face turned to ash.
Did Alpha Noah really believe I would just blindly obey an order from my father without a fight?
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A year after he rejects her, her fated mate comes knocking on her door to tell her he is back to claim her.
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Zara is unhappy and decides to handle things on her own. She informs her father that she has taken a chosen mate, her Beta, and her best friend, Levi—only he has a secret.
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Four or Dead
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“T-thank you.” I say with a trembling breath.
My father was dead, and the man who killed him was standing right beside me this very minute. Of course, there was no way I could tell anyone this because I would be considered and accomplice for even knowing what happened and doing nothing. I was eighteen and could be looking at prison time if the truth ever got out.
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Hell on earth is the only way I can describe the life I have lived.
Having every bit of my soul being stripped away each and every day by not only my father but by four boys called The Dark Angels and their followers.
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I stand up and close my eyes then I feel my body slowly start to follow the scent.
I open my eyes to meet a pair of gorgeous grey eyes staring back into my green/hazel ones.
At the same time the word “Mate” comes out of our mouths,
and he grabs me and kisses me until we must stop for air.
I’ve found my mate already. I can’t believe it.
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You can’t find your mate until you have your wolf.
This doesn’t make any sense.
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Strings of Fate
Like all children, I was tested for magic when I was only a few days old. Since my specific bloodline is unknown and my magic is unidentifiable, I was marked with a delicate swirling pattern around my upper right arm.
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I can't breathe fire like a dragon Shifter, or hex people who piss me off like Witches. I can't make potions like an Alchemist or seduce people like a Succubus. Now I don't mean to be unappreciative of the power I do have, it's interesting and all, but it just really doesn't pack much of a punch and most of the time it is just pretty much useless. My special magical skill is the ability to see threads of fate.
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