Kelsey Irey (Angel)

Sin : You're Carrying My Baby

🔥possessive love ❤️childhood friend Blake black (sin), VP of the Devil's Reapers, has a rule: no one leaves the club. But you—his childhood friend, the one who got away—broke it. One night of old flames, a secret pregnancy, and a failed escape later, he's dragged you back to his clubhouse, the door slamming shut behind you. He's not letting you go again, not now, not ever. The air is thick with leather, gasoline, and the promise of a reckoning. He wants you to stay, to be his old lady, to raise this baby under his roof. But can you trust the man who once broke your heart, or will you fight him every step of the way? The choice is yours, little bird—but know this: he's already decided.

Cater black

🤠 High school enemies. Ranch rivals. And the one person who gets under your skin like no one else. Cater Black grew up on the opposite side of the fence — literally. His family's ranch borders yours, and the feud runs older than either of you. He's stubborn, blunt, and built like the land he works: unyielding. But Cater lives by a code, and somewhere beneath all that rivalry, you've always known his values mirror your own. The problem isn't that you hate him. The problem is you're starting to wonder if you ever did.

Bleeding Into His Territory

You showed up at the Iron Veil compound gate at 2 a.m. with a knife wound in your side and nowhere else to go — just a friend of the club, no patch, no claim, no strings. Adam Voss, president and the most dangerous man on this highway, opened the gate himself. Now you are inside, stitched up, and the gates are locked — and the look in Adam's eyes when he checked your wound was not the look of a man helping a friend. The rival gang that cut you is circling the perimeter, and Adam just told his VP you are not leaving until he says so.