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Total pages in book: 61
Estimated words: 56628 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 283(@200wpm)___ 227(@250wpm)___ 189(@300wpm)

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I'm fifty shades of screwed up. I love too hard and too much, and my love? It's destructive.

Joey found me at one of the lowest points of my life, right when I was ready to give it all up, and he saved me. He taught me how to breathe when I felt like my lungs no longer worked.

But the cause of my downfall, Tristan, is back, and he's tearing through my life like a tornado. I miss him, but I can't breathe when he's near. I'm drowning all over again.

Tristan doesn't know who I am anymore. He still loves the innocent, naive girl I used to be.

But she's dead because Joey killed her when he gave me a purpose.

My life is imploding around me. My ground is shaky at best, and before long, an earthquake is splitting my world in half.

I'm lost. Untethered. Broken.

Ruined.

When I'm attacked and left for dead, there's only man I know I can call that won't make everything worse.

The only thing he requests when he comes to my aid is...

"Live for me, darlin'."

No matter the hell I endure, I'll keep my word to him, even if it means hurting everyone around me in the process.

Previously published as Ruined. That book has been re-edited and republished as two separate books. The story remains the same, though important details have been fixed to fit the rest of the series, which will also be republished.

Please read the "Note from the Author" at the beginning of the book before deciding to read.

*************FULL BOOK START HERE*************

Chapter One

Adelaide

“Come on, Adelaide, it’s time to go,” Joey told me, a scowl settling over his features as I continued dancing on top of the table, not paying him a bit of mind. Hell, I was purposely ignoring him.

I was in a right fucking mood, and I really just wanted to forget what this day was and what it meant to me. And Joey was doing his best to shit all over that.

Joey was a control freak, and though I loved the man with every fiber of my being, he was overbearing. Too much for a woman like me that needed freedom and independence. Needed to be able to make her own decisions without the Sons of Hell’s president breathing fire down my neck all of the time.

Joey and I didn’t mix. We never really had, no matter how much we wanted to. We were oil and water. And Joey was the oil, always smothering me.

“You’re fucking wasted, pretty girl.” Oh, that sweet name. That name would forever melt my insides. “Get your ass down here now,” he snapped up at me. I only continued to ignore him, and though I knew it was pissing him off, I couldn’t bring myself to care. I just wanted to be left alone, to forget the pain and heartache burning through my chest.

“Loosen up, Joey. Let the girl have fun,” I heard his twin, Jessie, snap at him. “You’re always up her ass. She’s not your girl. Not right now. You two ended that,” she reminded him.

Her words felt like a slap across my face. They were a sore reminder that Joey and I just couldn’t ever get it right when we were together.

“She needs a goddamn man to put her in line,” Joey snapped back at her. “This shit has gone on long enough.”

I clenched my jaw, my body momentarily stopping before I forced myself to start dancing again, forcing myself to block out the familiar pain of losing my best friend exactly one torturous year ago on my fucking birthday.

My birthday had become a series of tragedies, and it was now a day I longed to just forget about.

“Am I interrupting something?” A voice that I hadn’t heard in years asked us.

I abruptly stopped dancing so quickly that I instantly lost my footing since I was so wasted. A shriek left my lips as I fell forward, my arms flailing for something to grasp onto. Everyone turned to stare at me, and I screamed as the floor came closer to my face. With a muttered curse, Joey quickly caught me in his muscular arms before I could face plant on the floor. He was always there to save me from my own shit—shit that I tended to always get myself into.

Always my savior and my hero. Really the reason that I was still breathing today.

Despite the rage that I could see burning in his dark eyes, he gently set me on my feet on the floor before he released me, the muscle in his jaw ticking furiously. “I told you to get off of that table, Adelaide,” he snapped down at me, his frame easily towering over my shorter one.

Momentarily forgetting about our visitor, I grinned up at my for-the-moment-ex as I sloppily pressed my finger to Joey’s lips, wanting to silence him. He released a soft sigh, his eyes softening for the tiniest moment before they hardened again. “Shh,” I told him, drawing out the sound. He narrowed his eyes at me. “You’re such a party pooper,” I slurred.

Joey rolled his eyes at me, but I saw a smirk twitch at his lips for a moment. He’d never been one for joking and messing around, but somehow, I seemed to kind of bring out the brighter side of his personality. But that was probably due to the sort of strange dynamic we had together.

Oil and water. Always smothering me, trapping me, holding me down.

But fuck if we didn’t deeply care about each other. I had never loved another man as much as I loved Joey Dirks, the president of Sons of Hell.

Joey was always so damn serious, but I was the woman who smoothed out his rough edges, who made him feel human again because, in our world, too many feelings could get one of us killed.

I was eighteen when Joey took me under his wing, giving me a reason to live and to fight. And it was my twentieth birthday when my best friend lost her fight to cancer and I started my downward spiral, getting deeper into the life of an outlaw.

But Joey had never left my side. He never left me to fight on my own. It didn’t matter if we were on the outs and not getting along. The man standing in front of me never let me down.

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Advertisement Buried – Dark MC Romance (Ruined MC #2) Read Online T.O. Smith http://www.books2020.com/buried-dark-mc-romance-ruined-mc-2-read-online-t-o-smith Mon, 21 Apr 2025 22:20:31 +0000 http://www.books2020.com/buried-dark-mc-romance-ruined-mc-2-read-online-t-o-smith Genre: Alpha Male, Biker, MC Authors: T.O. Smith Series: Ruined MC Series by T.O. Smith
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Total pages in book: 63
Estimated words: 57341 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 287(@200wpm)___ 229(@250wpm)___ 191(@300wpm)

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I'm doing my best to be a better person. To heal and move on from the tragedies in my past.

I'm on my own. I've found my footing. I have a regular job, and I'm staying out of trouble.

But then I find out he owns the bar I work at. That my boss is a patched member of his club.

Unknowingly, when I took off from Tristan, I ran right into River's arms.

But what he doesn't know is...

Our one wild night inside my ex's garage resulted in a baby... one I'm currently three months pregnant with.

It's inevitable he finds out, but I don't predict him breaking into my apartment and finding my ultrasound pictures.

I hope he doesn't hate me for not reaching out because if there's one person in the world I can't stand hating me...

It's him.

It is NECESSARY to read Ruined before reading Buried.

**Please read the "Note from the Author" at the beginning of the book before deciding to read.

*************FULL BOOK START HERE*************

Chapter One

Adelaide

Itapped my foot lightly on the floorboard of the taxicab in time with the beat of the song playing through my headphones as I stared out the window, watching the rain slide across the glass. It had been raining for a few days, but it was finally predicted to stop, for which I was thankful. I normally walked to work, but walking in the rain wasn’t ideal. And this taxi fare was beginning to get expensive.

But I was honestly also kind of sad to see the rain go away. It always made me feel a little bit better to see the world looking as gloomy as I felt.

It had been three months since I had watched River ride off the lot, and two months and three weeks since I had left Sons of Death’s charter with a small book bag on my back, ignoring Tristan as he begged me to stay, promising me that he’d be better.

But I couldn’t do it. I couldn’t stay. I desperately needed to get away.

Joey had gotten me the money I needed to go somewhere, anywhere I wanted, so I could start off fresh.

I looked over my shoulder as the sound of a bike slowly reached my ears. I scowled, thinking it was Tristan, but my scowl lifted when my eyes locked on Joey and the familiar president patch on his cut.

“Walking somewhere, pretty girl?” he asked, coming to a stop beside me.

“Leaving,” I told him. He nodded. “I was going to call you once I got to wherever I end up.”

He straightened up and offered me a hand. “Hop on, pretty girl. I’ll take you wherever you need to go,” he told me. “No strings attached.”

I breathed a sigh of relief. He was letting me walk away. He wasn’t going to try to make me stay.

And I needed to go. I had to get away from here. Away from all of this shit and all of the bad, painful memories.

I slid onto the bike behind him and wrapped my arms tight around his waist, resting my head on his back. He took off, being careful with me on the back of his bike, though I remembered how to ride. I knew he was taking extra precautions because I didn’t have a helmet on and his never fit me. Joey may have always been an asshole, but he was always serious and considerate when it came to my safety.

Once we got to the Greyhound station, he parked his bike and let me slide off before he stood off the bike as well, setting his helmet on the seat. I watched as he reached into his cut and pulled out a thick envelope, handing it over to me. “You’re in luck, pretty girl. I just came back from an exchange. Take this.”

I stared at him, my mouth hanging partly open in surprise. “Joey, I can’t⁠—”

He pulled me to him and slid the envelope into my back pocket. I swallowed thickly, tears burning at the back of my throat. Even after all of this time, he was still trying to take care of me.

“Trust me, the club will understand. They still worship the ground you walk on.” He reached up and brushed the pad of this thumb over my bottom lip. It trembled beneath his touch as I tried to keep my tears at bay. “Do whatever you need to for yourself, pretty girl.” My tears threatened to spill over. “But don’t ever forget that you have a home with the Sons of Hell.”

“I’m going to miss you,” I whispered, my voice cracking.

He pressed a tender kiss to my forehead. I bit back a sob. “Hold me with you, pretty girl. I know you’ll find River, but until you do, just hold me with you. I am always just a phone call away if you need me,” he promised. He crouched a bit so that his eyes were level with mine. “Let him love you, pretty girl.” A tear slid down my cheek. “When you’re with him, you look so fucking happy, and that’s all I want for you, Adelaide.”

I reached up to trail my fingers over his jaw. “It’s really over between us, isn’t it?” I whispered brokenly.

He nodded, his dark eyes full of sadness. “The relationship part of us—yes. But I am always yours to command, Adelaide. Whenever you call, I’ll be with you. Just hold me while you need me.”

I nodded, more tears sliding down my cheeks. “I love you, pretty girl. I’ll find you again when the time is right,” he promised.

The taxi driver pulled up to the bar where I worked, pulling me from my last memory with Joey. It had been bittersweet, but it had been the good-bye that I needed to officially move on with my life.

I strode over to Lucky’s, the bar that I was currently working at. It wasn’t the best job in the world. My boss was a dick. The men were handsy and disgusting, but it paid my rent and other bills, so I couldn’t complain too much. I was fairly compensated for the shit that I went through, and I was close to purchasing a car due to being able to save a good bit every paycheck. Didn’t hurt that everyone usually tipped really well, too.

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