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in my hands, capturing her mouth with mine.

A resounding cheer breaks out from all my brothers and their ol’ ladies, who are gathered around us.

I wrap my arms around Sara’s waist and bend back, lifting her up, and her legs swing out.

And that’s the picture of us that Angel captures. The one that’s now framed and hanging over our bed—

Sara and I, our eyes locked, laughing with happiness.

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Erotic

Sons of Gods MC #1Elizabeth Knox

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Series: Skulls Renegade

Reign

Redemption

Revenge

Relentless

Reckoning

Reclaimed

Reckless

Regret

Reclusive

Retribution

First Generation: A Skulls Renegade MC Boxset

Series: Steele Bros.

Tough as Steele

Stripping a Steele

Protecting a Steele

Steele her Heart

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Scarred

Blackjack

Here Kitty, Kitty

Booger

Widow

Kade

Hawk

Bull

Cobra

Mouser

Dixon

Zane

Amara

Grim

Chaz

Frost

Zorro

Axel

Series: Iron Vex MC

Enraged

Bossed Up

Vex’s Temptation

Series: Royal bastards Mc: Baltimore/Knights of retribution mc

Bet on Me

Rely on Me

Hate on Me

Series: Satan’s Raiders MC

Inc’s Regret

Series: Love Hack

Ransom

Series: Dungeon Demons MC with J.H. Wolfe

Filthy Valentine

Series: The Clans with Iris Sweetwater

Promised

The Trade

Cherished

Deceit

Love is War

Defiant

Shattered

Ruthless

Covert

Heretic

Venomous

Flawed

Demise

Series: The Mackenzie & Volkolv Duet

Deceptive Love

Series: The Mackenzies

Forbidden Love

Corrupted Love

Sin City Fets with Linny Lawless & Aubree Valentine

Switched

Surrender

Full Throttle with Erin Trejo

Against All Odds

Sharp Edges

Pins and Needles with E.C. Land

Blood & Agony

DeLancy Crime Family with E.C. Land

Degrade

Anthologies

Santa’s Naughty Helpers

Sweet Treats

No Man Left Behind

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Series: Bloodlines Trilogy

Fated by Blood (Free Prequel)

Series: Nightshade

Blood Oath (A Prequel)

Series: Lone Wolf MC

Origins (Free Prequel)

Series: Hells Gateway MC

Caym’s Fated Mate

Shax’s Destined Mate

Series: Bloodborn Academy

Bitten Magic

Anthologies

Romanticizing the Gods

The Elementals

Erotic

This book is a work of fiction. The names, characters, places, and incidents are all products of the author’s imagination and are not to be construed as real. Any resemblances to persons, organizations, events, or locales are entirely coincidental.

Erotic. Copyright © 2021 by Elizabeth Knox. All rights reserved. No part of this book may be used or reproduced in any manner whatsoever without written permission from the authors, except in the case of brief quotations used in articles or reviews. For information contact E. Knox.

Editing: Kim Lubbers, Knox Publishing

Proofreading: Jackie Ziegler, Knox Publishing

Formatting: E.C. Land, Knox Publishing

Cover Designer: Clarise Tan, CT Cover Creations

Photographer: Golden Czermak, FuriousFotog

Models: Dylan Horsch

Letter to the Readers:

Hey Everyone,

I wanted to let you all know that my full intentions when writing this story was for it to be finished when you got it in this anthology, but unfortunately, that isn’t the case right now. Life threw a wrench at me and my husband was diagnosed with lung cancer, and while I’m trying my best to write . . . I’d be lying if I said getting work done was easy. I find writing extremely difficult right now, and while there are only a few chapters of Erotic here, I hope you’ll enjoy what’s here thus far.

The last thing I want to do is force this story out when I’m so fucked in the head right now. I’m so terribly sorry for not getting this finished like I’d planned, but I hope you’ll enjoy the teaser.

Xoxo,

Liz

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Hades — VP

Cronos — Road Captain

Hermes — Treasurer

Poseidon — Sgt. at Arms

Ares — Enforcer

Apollo — Full Patch

Dionsys ‘Dion’ — Full Patch

Triton — Full Patch

Kratos — Full Patch

Pan — Full Patch

Sam — Prospect

Jack — Prospect

Connor — Prospect

Prologue

Callista

14 years ago . . .

I know better than this, than to open this can of worms that I’m certain won’t ever be closed. Yet even in knowing that I have this intense desire to ask the million-dollar question: where is he? It’s unlikely my mom will understand the need I have, the urge to know what the other part of me is like . . . but I’m old enough to know now, to know the gritty truth. I’m not some kid anymore. I’m fifteen years old, and soon I’ll be driving a car, and then I’ll be graduating, and then I’ll be going off to law school.

“Salaam, Mama,” I speak in her native tongue, Farsi, hoping it’ll earn me some brownie points. She’s made sure we grew up here in Detroit with a very heavy cultural presence. My mother is Persian, fresh off the boat Persian. She moved here when she was sixteen years old, and my grandfather only had ten dollars in his pocket. How he did it, I have no idea; then again, I don’t wish to know the struggles they endured when they first got here. At that time, Iran was going through so many changes, and the danger was only becoming more obvious. I’m just thankful they all got out when they could.

“Salaam, what is it you want?” she asks me, her accent heavy and thick. While she’s a traditional Persian, she has the ability to cut straight to the point. She’s a no-bullshit kinda woman, and I love it about her.

My stomach flips around inside me, and I try my best to compose myself, not letting her see an ounce of weakness. If she does, she’ll gut me like a fish. “I’ve been thinking about my birthday since it’s coming up,” I begin to tell her, and she nods her head along as she continues washing the dishes.

“Good, I’ve told you many times you need to let me know what you want. You and Amira always change your mind. One day, it’s this; the next day, it’s that. So, what is it you want?” My mom stops scrubbing the plate and looks over at me, cocking her brows.

“I want to know what happened to Dad.”

The look on her face is enough to strike me down completely. She looks both angered and hurt. She sucks her bottom lip into her mouth and bites down hard. “I don’t understand why you want to know anything about the man that abandoned us.”

I don’t ever expect her to understand where I’m coming from, but I do hope she’ll one day respect it. “Mama, I don’t know anything about him. I barely remember anything about the man except his blue eyes and the creamy color of his skin.”

“Good. You don’t want to know your father, Callista. He abandoned us,