Asphalt Sins series by Naomi West (#3-5)
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Overview: I write dark, contemporary bad boy romance. My heroes have filthy mouths, hot bodies, and the perfect blend of light and dark.
Genre: Romance
Beast (#3): JESSI: Rip is an engine, a dynamo, loud and dirty and aggressive as hell.
And just like the bikes he loves, he’s dying to tear me apart.
Piece by piece, bit by bit, he’s going to dismantle me – just for his own savage pleasure.
But when he’s done…
He sure as hell isn’t going to be the one to put me back together.
It’s not just my body that’s falling apart under the biker’s touch, either.
My dreams for the future are crumbling to dust at the same time.
I thought a college education would be my ticket to the big time.
Fame, fortune, the whole nine yards.
But it turns out Rip isn’t the only beast who’s hungering for a bite of me.
There’s far worse out there, hiding their cruel vices behind friendly faces.
And all of them -all of these animals – want one thing and one thing only:
To shove me down onto my knees and make me their property.
RIP: She was a pretty little peach…
And she f**king hated my guts from the second I walked in her daddy’s chop shop.
That only made me laugh.
I love a good challenge.
And even though she’s far from my first vicious conquest…
This little vixen will be the most fun yet.
Go ahead and resist, I tell her.
We’ll see how long you last.
But then something happened that I never anticipated.
Jessi begged me for my help.
There’s someone else who thinks they can lay their hands on my woman.
Hell f**king no.
I don’t share; I don’t play nice.
And if this creepy son of a b!tch plans on touching so much as a hair on her head…
I’ll rally every damn brother in my motorcycle club and we’ll bring burning hellfire to his doorstep.
I’ll make him suffer and plead for mercy.
And right before I end him, I’ll tell him the one thing in this world that’s a pure f**king fact:
She. Is. Mine.
Brute (#4): The brute only saved me so he could break me.
I woke up in a strange city with no memory of how I got there.
The biker found me, and took me in.
But this motorcycle club is no safe haven.
And there’s a devil coming after me… determined to drag me to hell.
Vera. I remember my name, but nothing else.
And even if I didn’t already have amnesia, the outlaw brute’s burning eyes would have wiped my mind blank.
When I’m looking into those dark irises, there’s only him.
Tall. Raw. Tatted. Powerful.
Staring back and owning me with just a glance.
Rascal never asked to be the man I turned to for answers.
But something in my gut tells me I can trust him – even though his leather kutte and cocky swagger tell me I should be running in the other direction.
I need him in more ways than I know.
And after a night spent bending for him – serving him – begging him for just one more touch – it seems like I’ve lost everything…
Only to find where I’m truly meant to be.
But this unlikely paradise is about to come crashing down around me.
Because there’s someone else out there.
Chasing me. Hunting me.
And the phantoms of my past won’t until they’ve consumed us all:
Me. Rascal. And the baby in my belly.
Savage (#5): He stole me for business.
Then he used me for pleasure.
My head is screaming at me to run for my life.
But my heart is begging for just one more night with the biker.
CHOPPER: Women are like chewing tobacco to me:
Enjoy ‘em while they last, then spit ‘em out when you’re finished.
The girl from the night at the bar was no different.
One night of brutal, violent f**king, and then I sent her packing.
I was sure I’d never see her again.
So how the hell did she end up tied to a chair in my MC clubhouse basement?
KELSEY: I might die if I have to spend a single second more bent over spread-eagle for the foul, disgusting biker who’s claimed me as his old lady.
I need to get away from this monster and his hellhole.
But how? I’d worked my way into this club because I needed closure to a mystery that’s haunted me.
But I never thought to have a plan for how to get out.
Then Chopper kicked the door down and stole me for himself.
He’s everything I’ve been taught to fear.
Violent. Vicious. Crude. Commanding.
Tall and tattooed, with a body like a statue and a booming, raspy voice like the devil himself.
He tells me I’m going to serve him and I’m going to like it.
And as much as my inner voice is pleading with me to cut my bonds and run away as fast as my feet can carry me…
I just can’t do it.
Because Chopper is the father of the baby in my womb.
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