Everand Logo

Welcome to Everand!

  • Discover millions of ebooks, audiobooks, and so much more with a free trial

    Only $11.99/month after trial. Cancel anytime.

    Heartbreak: Red Dragon Riders MC, #3
    Heartbreak: Red Dragon Riders MC, #3
    Heartbreak: Red Dragon Riders MC, #3
    Ebook90 pages1 hour

    Heartbreak: Red Dragon Riders MC, #3

    By Claire St. Rose

    5/5

    ()

    Read preview

    About this ebook

    This is book 3 and the finale of the Red Dragon Riders MC series! 

    The only one who can keep me safe is the one man I can't stand – a biker.

    ANA

    Mack Steel is exactly what I don't need. He's trouble through and through, and his motorcycle club is even worse.

    He's got a violent past, a loud mouth, and big ambitions.

    All I want to do is make art.

    We're about as compatible as oil and water.

    People warned me about him. I didn't listen. Because some hidden part of me wanted to feel his rough hands on my body, his filthy commands that made my heart hammer and my blood boil for hours.

    He's ridden me harder than his bike, and I've gone along with every feverish moment. Now we're linked by something we never could have seen coming.

    He says we'll come out on top. But I just want to stay on top of him.

    MACK

    I need a relationship like I need a hole in my head.

    Especially with a fiery, stubborn minx like Ana. I live in the real world, and she thinks she can tell me how to run my business.

    But I've had a hit of her and now I want more. She's become an addiction and a sickness all in one. She drives me crazy with that body, that mouth, that mind, and the way she looks at me when I tell her what to do.

    One problem – her ex is a crazy b*stard and he's now the President of my club's biggest rival. He thinks he can get her back by taking me out.

    Good luck with that. He'll never take what's mine.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublishereBook Publishing World
    Release dateJul 13, 2019
    ISBN9781393876557
    Heartbreak: Red Dragon Riders MC, #3

    Read more from Claire St. Rose

    Related authors

    Related to Heartbreak

    Titles in the series (3)

    View More
    View More

    Related ebooks

    Contemporary Romance For You

    View More
    View More

    Related podcast episodes

    Related articles

    • Article

      Dating? We All Make Mistexts

      Jun 9, 2022

      Dating? We All Make Mistexts
      2 min read

    • Article

      Love And Other (chemo) Drugs

      Apr 14, 2019

      Love And Other (chemo) Drugs
      12 min read

    • Article

      “I Escaped My Grandfather’s Sex Cult”

      Mar 16, 2022

      I was born into the Family, a religious movement founded in Huntington Beach, California, in 1968 by my grandfather David Brandt Berg, with help from his four children, including my father, Hosea. It was known as the Children of God in its early days

      8 min read

    • Article

      Love, Lust, and More

      Feb 12, 2020

      Fleetwood Mac was singing She is dancing away from you now, and I squirmed in my seat. Kabir was rubbing my thigh as he drove, a gesture I once thought was reserved for me. Bah! I also used to think he only took naked selfies in bed with me, but then

      11 min read

    • Article

      This Never Gets Old

      Dec 23, 2021

      This Never Gets Old
      4 min read

    • Article

      Anthony Veasna So

      Mar 9, 2021

      Always they find us inappropriate, but today especially so. Here we are with nowhere to go and nothing to do, sitting in a rusty pickup truck, the one leaking oil, the one with the busted transmission that sounds like the Texas Chainsaw Massacre. Her

      22 min read

    • Article

      From A Stranger, The Encouragement To Keep Trying

      Nov 7, 2022

      I am standing in line at the used bookstore. I am leaving town the next morning and have crammed an afternoon of errands into the next hour. In my mind I am already checking off this errand, striding out the door on the way to the bank, dry cleaner,

      3 min read

    • Article

      First Person Singular

      Dec 1, 2023

      First Person Singular
      17 min read

    • Article

      Why, Dad? Why?

      Oct 2, 2022

      Why, Dad? Why?
      7 min read

    • Article

      Longer on Moon

      Sep 22, 2022

      Longer on Moon
      19 min read

    • Article

      The Language of Women

      May 4, 2021

      The Language of Women
      12 min read

    • Article

      When Naming Isn’t Enough

      Aug 31, 2018

      When Naming Isn’t Enough
      16 min read

    • Article

      Shame Is Ever-Present When You’re Sitting in a Cell

      Oct 23, 2020

      Between a strained relationship with my family and the death of a good friend, I’ve struggled to feel like I’m worth something.

      5 min read

    • Article

      With Open Arms

      Aug 12, 2021

      With Open Arms
      7 min read

    • Article

      Does Flirting Really Get You Ahead?

      Feb 28, 2023

      Despite being single, I’ve never been very big on flirting. In all honesty, I’ve never been that good at it. But after a recent study published in the journal Organizational Behavior and Human Decision Processes revealed that it is actually men who u

      4 min read

    • Article

      By Liz Petrone

      Sep 3, 2020

      The Mercedes came out of nowhere. One second I was driving along, singing badly mangled lyrics to whatever '90s hip-hop I could dredge up from the bowels of the radio presets, and the next I was inches from tail-lights. I slammed on my brakes and my

      4 min read

    • Article

      How To Date Like It’s 1958

      Feb 10, 2021

      My therapist was talking about a game. Seated on the plush cream sofa in her office, eyes damp and stinging, I didn’t get what her gaming hobby had to do with me. “You see, Courtney, I enjoy playing and talking to the people I game with, but when it’

      7 min read

    • Article

      Pulling Up Azaleas

      Jan 10, 2023

      Throughout their lives, women are showered with bouquets of roses on numerous splendid occasions. But men? They’re only given flowers at their funeral. It’s a harsh world for men, as our lives tend to go unappreciated until death. Such was the case a

      22 min read

    • Article

      Summer Reads

      Dec 30, 2019

      Summer Reads
      7 min read

    • Article

      My Midlife Crush

      Apr 1, 2021

      My Midlife Crush
      4 min read

    • Article

      Say Yes To No

      Feb 10, 2021

      Say Yes To No
      4 min read

    • Article

      Extraordinary Shelby Doll

      Aug 10, 2022

      Extraordinary Shelby Doll
      4 min read

    • Article

      App-ily Never After

      Sep 4, 2019

      App-ily Never After
      7 min read

    • Article

      Playing Nurse

      Sep 1, 2018

      Playing Nurse
      9 min read

    Related categories

    Reviews for Heartbreak

    5/5

    1 rating0 reviews

    What did you think?

    Tap to rate

    Review must be at least 10 words

      Book preview

      Heartbreak - Claire St. Rose

      Heartbreak: A Motorcycle Club Romance (Red Dragon Riders MC Book 3)

      By Claire St. Rose

      The only one who can keep me safe is the one man I can’t stand – a biker.

      ANA

      Mack Steel is exactly what I don’t need. He’s trouble through and through, and his motorcycle club is even worse.

      He’s got a violent past, a loud mouth, and big ambitions.

      All I want to do is make art.

      We’re about as compatible as oil and water.

      People warned me about him. I didn’t listen. Because some hidden part of me wanted to feel his rough hands on my body, his filthy commands that made my heart hammer and my blood boil for hours.

      He’s ridden me harder than his bike, and I’ve gone along with every feverish moment. Now we’re linked by something we never could have seen coming.

      He says we’ll come out on top. But I just want to stay on top of him.

      MACK

      I need a relationship like I need a hole in my head.

      Especially with a fiery, stubborn minx like Ana. I live in the real world, and she thinks she can tell me how to run my business.

      But I’ve had a hit of her and now I want more. She’s become an addiction and a sickness all in one. She drives me crazy with that body, that mouth, that mind, and the way she looks at me when I tell her what to do.

      One problem – her ex is a crazy b*stard and he’s now the President of my club’s biggest rival. He thinks he can get her back by taking me out.

      Good luck with that. He’ll never take what’s mine.

      CHAPTER 1

      We coast through the parking lot of the restaurant, trying to find some place or other we can go for a little alone time. Vacant, darkened cars line themselves up in neat little rows, looking almost wistful and forlorn as they sit dead and lifeless. A few motorcycles rest near the back entrance. Headlights flash as they pull in and out like synchronized dancers turning and spinning in time. My head races with what I have in mind.

      I haven’t felt like this in weeks, not since that night at the cabin. With each passing day, life has seemed to normalize, to fall back into balance, causing my need for Mack to return in full force. If anything, the longing has become even more fierce, particularly with the thought of him running through a field of bullets for me. How could you repay a man for risking every last little bit of himself for you? I hadn’t been able to come up with an answer—not until right now.

      I briefly consider taking him back as far as his office or the studio, but we would have to pass by leering, judgmental eyes and invasive, haughty smirks. And, I mean, I’m more or less used to shit like that by now, but to be honest, I far prefer a bit of privacy. Of course, there’s also the tattoo shop on the other side of the restaurant, but I really despise the prospect of mixing business with pleasure. That’s my place to zone out, to tune out, to drop out—not to make out.

      That’s when I spot it. I haven’t wanted to touch this thing since I first got on it with Riley. It still scares me—how it sputtered loudly, roaring with each rev of the engine. I hated how close I felt to death, the cold, hard pavement flying dangerously closely below my feet and thighs. But then again, I’ve now faced death head-on and somehow managed to make it out alive. Maybe the motorcycle wasn’t so bad after all.

      Come on, I call back behind me to Mack. He has been staring daggers in the back of my head as I thought this through, waiting somewhat less than patiently for me to come up with something. I have an idea, I say. Actually, I have so many ideas, I’m not a hundred percent sure where to start.

      But the truth is, I have no idea how this is going to work. It works just fine in those cheesy chase sequences from 80s action movies, but I haven’t ever actually tried to pull something like this off myself. Still, I stiffen my lip and bring him over to his Harley. Tracing my hand on the leather seat, I pat the upholstery gently with the best Come hither, boy look I can muster.

      Our seduction plays have been largely led by Mack. He’s all about that control, making sure I do everything he wants me to. But tonight, I need to feel in charge for this to work. It’s working. He peers down at me slightly before walking over to his cycle, his keys spinning on one long finger. He positions himself on the front, but I push him backwards with just enough room for me to slip in the front, facing him. My legs hook over the top of his thighs and I hold on to his waist as tightly as I can.

      He looks down at me, eagerly. Have you ever done this? I ask. A rather irritating part of me doesn’t even want to know the answer to the question, fearful he’ll say he has—or, worse, that it’s his typical go-to.

      I’m almost relieved when he shakes his head no. I smile widely as I purse my lips and say, Good. Then let’s get the hell out of here and out on the road. I place my head on his shoulder as he backs the motorcycle up and then turns the engine on. My uncovered pussy ignites with the vibrations directly between my thighs, and I can feel Mack’s bulge grow hard against his jean against my stomach and hips.

      As he drives out into the night, I begin. My lips start along his ear, tracing the curly hairline up against his neck to where some of the strands touched his back. I yank his long-sleeved shirt down, giving myself more skin to kiss as I move to his front. He grunts as one of my hands floats down between both of our legs, resting on his shaft.

      The bike moves faster, desperate to get to a destination somewhere far away from here. I don’t notice anything but the cool wind whipping forcefully at my back, as well as the few lights of passers by slowing at the sight of us. I don’t love the idea of an audience, but I’m too focused on releasing his cock from the depth of his tight, firm jeans.

      The zipper slides down quickly and I find the buttons of his boxers. His

      Enjoying the preview?
      Page 1 of 1