She is being hunted. Prey left defenseless. She needs to hide. They cannot find her. They will kill her if they do. When Lucy decided to run, she didn’t know where to go. They were coming for her. She needed protection, but she had no one to help her. Until she came across the warehouse of the Deathstalkers MC and begged them for protection. Now she owes them her life and her loyalty. Her family will never end their search for her; she is a piece of property that needs to be recovered at any cost necessary. For Lucy, there are worse things than needing to hide for the rest of her life, being found is one of those things. Sometimes the obvious evils aren’t the ones you need to fear. \Disclaimer - The book is not recommended to readers sensitive to graphic depictions of violence. This book is not suitable for persons under 18 years of age.\ Alexis Noelle's Corrupted stole my heart, twisted it inside out, cut it wide open and then ripped it to shreds before putting it back together. There were so many emotions that they're impossible to describe. Kudos to her for a wonderful book.- JA Hensley, Author Alexis Noelle has written a brutal and beautifully raw no holds bar MC book. - Glenna Maynard, Author "Corrupted is not your average MC book. It's beauty and pain, heartbreak and triumph womven onto the pages expertly. It's a masterful combination of raw emotion, love and the hard-fought happily ever after. "Dark and sexy, emotional and suspenseful, Noelle corrupted me in the best way..." - Casey Bond, Author An emotional roller coaster of a story. Alexis Noelle weaves an enthralling tale of family, lust and danger, drawing you into a love story with twists and betrayal. This is a "can't put down read", and will leave you with the best kind of book hangovers. A must read. - Melissa Huie, Author "Corrupted is Alexis’s best work yet to come. She dug deep into the nitty gritty, making my heart bleed for the main character and all she’d been through. Corrupted is a must read if you want raw and real love." - Brooke Page, Author

I was never meant to have a happily ever after. It was a fate I accepted a long time ago. Before he came for me, taking away who I am, I needed to escape. Just for one night. One man turned my entire world upside down. I should have walked away, but something about him wouldn’t let me. Now I’m lying to him. He’s going to find out the truth, or my life will catch up to me. Either way, I lose him. It’s a thought I can’t bear. People have always told me love is amazing and powerful. They’re wrong. It makes you weak…exposing your vulnerabilities…making you easy prey. Love is heinous.

CHAOS That's my life. No other way to describe it. As the Sargent-at-Arms for the Deathstalkers MC, my days are filled with Constant craziness and crap. But I like it. It's who I am. And what I'm all about. Finally, after years of Hell, everything feels like it's right where it's supposed to be. Except with her She's far from where she's supposed to be. Tracie is so damned determined to be with someone who isn't "one of us." Delusional. That's what she is. Downright insane at times. Those idiots can't handle her. Will never be able to handle her. And I'm about to show her why. And she'll finally understand. Because this life ain't for everyone, Especially when danger lurks in the shadows of all the Chaos.

This is what I signed up for. I knew it from the start. I'm the newest prospect for the Deathstalkers MC Club. I'll do whatever they ask—whenever they want it done. No questions. I'll take their bullshit and follow orders, like nobody's business. Cuz once I get that patch, that label, I'm in. But when one of the old ladies takes in a stray, I can't help but feel the pull toward her. Izzy makes me question everything. But I can't. I have to sit back and pray like Hell that someone else, One of these bastards doesn't claim her for himself. If he does, I have to let her go, Let her walk away, Into his arms, His bed. And I can't do that. Deathstalker prospect or not, I know what I want, And I want her.

I had to step up, take over, Save her from herself, From him. He doesn't deserve her. But I sure as Hell don't either She's too sweet, too soft, too kind. A broken shell of the woman she once was. But now, there's more on the line, She's in too deep. And I'll be damned if I ever give up On putting her back together, Piece-by-piece, Owning every ounce of the woman, Who stole my heart. Editorial 5 STARS!!! The perfect mixture of dark and light, hate and love, badassery and protectiveness! Cutter will steal your heart and you’ll cheer for Jaz. Prepare for it to evoke deep emotions—good and bad—but know that the journey is worth the peaks and valleys in the end. — A.D. Justice, USA Today Bestselling Author Never in my life have I wanted so badly to have the ability to climb into a book and give someone the beating of their life. Seriously, while reading there were so many Anger, rage, sadness, happiness, hopefulness and everything in between. Alexis Noelle knows how to write a MC book full of feels and sexiness that rivals any I’ve ever read. I love it when a woman finds her strength and sense of self. I also love a sexy biker, so I’m forever a fan of the Deathstalkers! Well done! - Casey L. Bond, Author

Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice, and I'm a damn idiot. That's what he does to me. Ryder. Smith. The first heartbreak is always the hardest to heal And those wounds get ripped right back open, When he walks back into my life. Seven years, It took seven long and grueling years, To get that cocky, leather-wearing bastard out of my mind. I thought I'd never get over him, never fix what he broke, And now he's back, Every sexy inch of him, The difference is now I'm taking charge. This time he'll be the fool.

CHRISSY As a social worker, I've seen my fair share of broken families, bad relationships, and worlds of regret. Because of that the last thing, I'll ever do is let down my guard, or open up my heart. As for men, bring 'em on. I love a good man in my bed, but I’m not looking for forever or happily ever after. That's not my style. Please me, and leave. These are my rules. There’s no bending or breaking them. Even when he pulls out all the stops, I'm not budging. They’re set in stone. Or should I say, “Rock?” ROCK I'm chiseling away at that hard exterior, one pebble at a time. I don’t negotiate, I don't share, and I sure as hell don’t wait my turn. Despite her smart mouth and fiery ways, I still want her. But this "friends with benefits" deal of hers is bullshit. I don't play that way. At least, I don't plan to anymore. I will own every ounce of her. That body. That mind. That heart. It will all be mine.

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