Story By Barlin
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Barlin

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My Bully, My Forbidden Mate
Updated at Oct 24, 2026, 01:21
Josie Carter thought leaving high school behind meant escaping the boy who had spent four years making her feel worthless. She was ready for a fresh start—until she walked into her first college class and came face-to-face with Grant Callahan, the bully who had once broken her confidence. But Grant is different now. His cruel smirks hide something she cannot understand, and the way he watches her feels dangerously close to obsession. Every accidental touch awakens a strange connection, while terrifying attacks on campus hint that something monstrous is lurking in the shadows. Josie wants to hate him. So why does her heart react to the boy she swore she would never forgive? Grant has secrets, Josie is being watched, and the truth may be far more dangerous than their painful past. He was the boy who made her believe she was nothing. What happens when she discovers she might be the one person he can never live without?
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Bound to Three Biker Alphas
Updated at Apr 20, 2026, 01:13
“Hands on the door, Ava.” “Make me.” “I plan to....slow… unless you beg.” Twenty, unshifted, and done being humiliated, Ava runs to Harlan’s biker bar to disappear. Instead, three Alphas find her. Jaxon is tattooed fury who kisses like a threat. “Open your mouth, trouble. If you’re going to argue, do it while I taste you.” Lucian is ice-calm control, a gloved hand at her throat teaching her to breathe. “Say my name like you mean it. Louder. I want the whole damn bar to know who undoes you.” Rhett is the grinning sinner who turns the open road into a bed. “Say now and I’ll pull over. Say later and I’ll make the road do the begging.” The pack elders want her gone. The Ash Choir wants her caged. Her blood wants all three. He pins her wrists and asks for permission. He orders her to say please without breaking eye contact. He laughs against her mouth and she forgets her own name. In back rooms and midnight hallways, against humming bikes and locked clinic doors, heat becomes a weapon and politics become foreplay. “You get one command,” she warns. “Use it well.” But when the Choir comes collecting and the moon drags something cursed from under her skin, Ava stops being prey. She chooses the rules, the pace, the men...and makes them learn how to share. Outlaw grit. Wolf-pack power. Filthy, consent-hot tension. If the world wants to break her, it’ll have to do it while three Alphas are on their knees.
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