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Property of Royal
(2025)(The second book in the Kings of Anarchy MC: Kentucky series)
A novel by Morgan Jane Mitchell
From USA Today Bestselling Author, Morgan Jane Mitchell comes the next in her brand-new biker romance series, the Kings of Anarchy MC: Kentucky - Property of Royal
In the gritty southern town of Hell, Kentucky, where biker outlaws rule the roads and grudges burn hotter than bourbon, Property of Royal turns up the heat in this enemies-to-lovers dark MC romance.
After betraying her club, Becki Crowley is handed over as punishment to Royal, the Kings of Anarchy's black-clad secretary, the man who keeps the books, the secrets, and the bodies buried. What starts as revenge twists into obsession as girls begin disappearing around Pearly Gates, whispers of a Demon Leaper creep through the county, and the line between monster and man starts to blur.
While the club scrambles to hold itself together, Legend and Sophie's once-unbreakable bond begins to crack, threatening the fragile peace keeping Hell from burning down.
Royal speaks in riddles and bleeds secrets.
Becki's got sins she's trying to bury.
Together, they might damn the whole town.
If you love alpha bikers, forced proximity, enemies-to-lovers heat, love triangles, knife play and twisted love stories scarred by the past, this steamy, gritty romance will leave you begging for more.
Becki
Hell, Kentucky ain't big enough for the both of us, and I damn sure didn't come back to be forgiven.
After I tried to tear Legend and Sophie apart, the Kings handed me over like property.
My sentence? Live under the roof of Royal, the quiet, dangerous, poetry-spitting secretary of the Kings of Anarchy MC.
I expected chains.
I didn't expect his hands.
His knives.
Royal ain't like the rest of them. He's dark in a way that feels old. Protective in a way that feels dangerous. I was raised to fear fire, but he's the one burning me alive.
And when girls like me start going missing, I realize the truth might be worse than the rumors.
Royal
Club said I could have her.
They didn't say what to do with her.
Becki Crowley isn't a woman you tame. She's the kind you cage or worship, and I haven't decided which sin I'm committing yet.
She tried to break the Kings from the inside. Now she's mine to deal with, body, heart, and every twisted secret between us.
In Hell, Kentucky, revenge is a love language.
Protection is possession.
And I plan to speak both fluently.
In the gritty southern town of Hell, Kentucky, where biker outlaws rule the roads and grudges burn hotter than bourbon, Property of Royal turns up the heat in this enemies-to-lovers dark MC romance.
After betraying her club, Becki Crowley is handed over as punishment to Royal, the Kings of Anarchy's black-clad secretary, the man who keeps the books, the secrets, and the bodies buried. What starts as revenge twists into obsession as girls begin disappearing around Pearly Gates, whispers of a Demon Leaper creep through the county, and the line between monster and man starts to blur.
While the club scrambles to hold itself together, Legend and Sophie's once-unbreakable bond begins to crack, threatening the fragile peace keeping Hell from burning down.
Royal speaks in riddles and bleeds secrets.
Becki's got sins she's trying to bury.
Together, they might damn the whole town.
If you love alpha bikers, forced proximity, enemies-to-lovers heat, love triangles, knife play and twisted love stories scarred by the past, this steamy, gritty romance will leave you begging for more.
Becki
Hell, Kentucky ain't big enough for the both of us, and I damn sure didn't come back to be forgiven.
After I tried to tear Legend and Sophie apart, the Kings handed me over like property.
My sentence? Live under the roof of Royal, the quiet, dangerous, poetry-spitting secretary of the Kings of Anarchy MC.
I expected chains.
I didn't expect his hands.
His knives.
Royal ain't like the rest of them. He's dark in a way that feels old. Protective in a way that feels dangerous. I was raised to fear fire, but he's the one burning me alive.
And when girls like me start going missing, I realize the truth might be worse than the rumors.
Royal
Club said I could have her.
They didn't say what to do with her.
Becki Crowley isn't a woman you tame. She's the kind you cage or worship, and I haven't decided which sin I'm committing yet.
She tried to break the Kings from the inside. Now she's mine to deal with, body, heart, and every twisted secret between us.
In Hell, Kentucky, revenge is a love language.
Protection is possession.
And I plan to speak both fluently.
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