Ruin Me, Biker Alphas
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Ruin Me, Biker Alphas

READING AGE 18+

Amy Butterfly Paranormal Urban

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Warning: Dark and Twisted.
Extreme taboo, age-gap dynamics, Possessive alphas, Brutal Knotting, Raw s*x. Wanna be ruin…. Welcome Home!
I’ve always wanted him.
My Alpha. My guardian. My late father’s friend.
Alpha Ronan.
To him, I am just an obligation, a child to be shielded. His cold, stormy eyes gaze past me as if I am invisible. To shatter his control, I take a job at his MC bar. I want to be right in his face while I dissemble his legendary control.
But I catch the attention of his Vice President instead.
Alpha Evander.
With amber eyes that see through my soul and venomous words that leave me wanting, he is a burning fire compared to Ronan’s frostiness.
I beg him to burn me. The moment he catches me, fingers deep in my cunt in Ronan’s office, Evander turns me inside out. He claims me with a brutal knot, finally giving me the fire I craved.
The night isn't over. My Alpha walks in.
Seeing me ruined on his desk, Ronan stops pretending. He mounts me like a starved beast, filling me with his seed while I am still leaking with Evander’s.
I thought I had what I wanted, but fate has twisted plans. One night turns into a permanent obsession. We discover the truth in my blood: A rare Lunara bond.
Any Alpha who mounts me becomes bound to my soul, an unbreakable link leading to devotion or madness.
The biggest shock?
Being kidnapped by a notorious rogue, Alpha Silas. I was supposed to be his breeding toy. Instead, I am his fated mate.
Three Alphas. One Omega. None of them will let go. One is lying, one is obsessed, and one is a monster.
Will I survive them… or break us all?

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