CarleyMy two knights are in my room once again when I wake up. It’s as though I am their sun, and they are the planets caught in my orbit. Same for the other Chaos Boys that I find lounging in the living room.“We brought Ransom and Jase some clothes,” Lachlan says hold up a gym bag.“You can take it to them. J is still in bed and Rainy is the shower,” I tell him.Lachlan stands walking towards me. “Good morning, Moon Bear,” he says softly in my ear before giving me a sweet toe curling kiss. He breaks away with a smirk.“Well good morning to you too, Lock,” I say breathily. He moves around me to take the two in my room their bag.I walk to sit on the couch, but Arson pulls me into his lap. He tucks a small piece of my blonde locks behind my ear. “Good morning, baby. You up for some breakfast this morning?” Arson deep voice sending a delightful shiver through my body.I reply with a yes and he grabs my chin gently, turning my head to devour my mouth. I’m melting into him, craving more
Carley“Okay, so how did they end up naked in bed?“So when I check on Weston and Lachlan they were both about eight women total. This was when I left my room to get a drink and snacks after having about six women to myself. That was fun,” Arson says while I scowl at his words. Seriously?! He had that many women to himself? How did he keep up?Ugh, the others are just as bad. Ransom lied to me!“Listen to the whole story, before you get mad at us. Remember, you were gone, we were a wreck. This is the past. You’re here now. You’re all we want. We don’t want other women because none of them ever held a candle to you, Moon Bear,” Lachlan says softly in my ear, tightening his hold against me.“So on my way back to my room I decided to check on Jase and Ransom. There were no girls present but I heard sex and lots of masculine moaning from under the covers. All I could see was the look of ecstasy on both their faces. I had no idea who was catching and who was receiving at that point,” Arson
Lachlan This painting is causing me headaches. For some reason, I cannot get the picture in my head to transfer perfectly to the canvas. The colors are all wrong for the feeling I want to convey. This is a personal project for Ransom since his birthday is coming up soon. I’m just so frustrated with it! I ought to scrap it and start over but that will take too long. Why can’t I just get this painting correct? My phone rings with a Death Kings rock band tune, which means one of six people is calling. I answer swiftly with my handle. “Hotel, I need you to work with Tempest. Your hacker skills are the best on the payroll. This job needs your expertise and I need you to train Orpheus properly. He has talent, I need to refine the way Bear refined yours,” Fox says. Riley “Bear” MacCannon is an Irish ex-FBI agent who is a technological genius. He trained me on how to hack into any mainframe and how to put up impenetrable firewalls as well as quick fast acting viruses that allow me instant
LachlanWe arrive at the warehouse with a loft apartment on the top floor. It’s neat what they’re done with the place. From the large window at the front of the apartment, you can see the entire warehouse, even below. The glass link flooring I’m positive is bulletproof along with the windows, seeing as how this place belongs to Sidhe of the Death Kings.Storm or as we have known him, Clyde, let us in and now he is glowering at us. He isn’t happy at all that we are in his base of operations nor that he has to share case information to with us. Must suck for him to have to follow our command since his team is training under us. All this must chap his hide since we are all around the same age, but we have seniority regarding rank within the Death Kings.“Storm, they are a direct order to be here. We are also still training under them. I know you are unhappy that they ended up being Carley’s childhood best friends,” Jensen aka Romeo starts.“Don’t pretend you know how I’m feeling Jen. Are
WestonThe boy I replaced freshman year in C.H.A.O.S. when he died is sitting right there in front of me as I step inside the room before Lachlan.Lachlan shoves me out of his way then stares immobile as shock, relief, and love all show on his face as he locks eyes with the adult version of his dead best friend. His knees give out, slamming into the wooden floors.“Hiya, Lock Bear, long time no see brother.” When the guy smiles at him sitting in the saddle chair I see Carley, if she was a male who was taller and far more muscular. He really is her twin.When Lachlan doesn’t say anything, the guy turns to me. “This is a lot for him to process. I’m Carter. Lachlan knew as Carson…”“Carley’s twin brother,” I finish for him. “You’re supposed to be dead,” I point out to him as if he doesn’t already know that.“I’m not though. Not physically anyway. On paper, Carson Ryan Channing is dead, and for good reason. I would have put my family through the grief if not,” he says as if it’s no big de
Lachlan “Fox said I was going to be furious with him when I came over. Now I know why,” I snort from behind the computer setting the security system, firewalls, and anti-hacking software that Bear and I developed together when I was barely sixteen. That was over two years after first meeting the Death Kings with Ransom. When went over to their ranch one night after Ransom met with Dominic Zanetti aka Demon in a meeting with his sperm donor, who was grooming him at the time to be his puppet on a string. We will never be able to repay them for getting Ransom out from underneath that man. At the time, I despised who my friend was becoming and what was being done to him. Most of all, I loathed the fact there was nothing we could to do help him at the time other than just being there for him. “I’m sorry, Lock. I needed to stay dead so that the people targeting my family would leave mom, Carley, and you guys alone. The Death Kings helped me do that. Even gave me a new identity as Carter R
WestonI am exhausted. I’ve also decided I like Jensen and JT. They’re alright in my book. I can’t fault them for sleeping with Carley. They were lonely. She was lonely. So they found a way to combat that feeling. They reassured me they wouldn’t be touching her sexually again while she was with us. I believe them, especially since I instilled fear into them today. I beat those two blue and red. Neither of them could pin me to the mat, not even together. They couldn't even make me stay down on the mat for a three-count. So, now they know in hand-to-hand combat, I’m superior. I also explained to them how I’m one of the weakest fighters within C.H.A.O.S. The three other men beat me daily. Needless to say, they will be minding their manners when it comes to Carley. Storm watched us the whole time, so now he knows what I’m capable of. According to JT and Jensen, Storm and I are close in fight skills. That doesn't bode well for him if he picks a fight with one of us. “Let’s go, West. We
Chapter 33: You Are Not To Tell Them Jase “So not only is Lachlan having to train Tempest’s tech guy, but you want them working jobs with us for their training? Why?” Ransom asks Ryder Fuchs Jamison aka Fox as he sits at our dinner table. “Because we took you on jobs for your training, so you guys should do the same. You’ve run your own jobs for years, you have the experience to train others,” Ryder says. “Just because we have the experience doesn’t mean we want to, Ryder,” Ransom says with a scowl on his face, crossing his arms across his broad chest. “I understand that which is why this is an order,” Ryder deadpans. “It’s an order, Ran, we have no choice,” I say, knowing we owe this man and his whole family far more than we can ever repay in our lifetime. Plus, they pay us far too much for us to want to quit our job. Most of us grew up with nothing, so of course, we want to make sure that doesn’t happen in the future. This job alone is worth a million dollars, so that’s half a
Carley I am sitting with my feet propped up doing coursework on my laptop while watching my uncle Jaxson, along with my husband Arson, teaching dance lessons. Jax and Air are teaching hip-hop to children who range from 5 to 18 today. Other days, they teach ballet, tap, jazz, and lyrical. Jaxson is doing most of the teaching until Arson can dance all day again. His legs tire quickly. I don't need to eat saltines and ginger ale constantly to avoid vomiting, but I still can't tolerate the taste or smell of cooked ground beef. All thanks to the hamburger, I vomited back up. Gross. I smile at the memory. I thought Jase was going to keel over from embarrassment since he was the one who cooked. He understood. Lachlan had just announced I was pregnant hours before. The grief-stricken look on Jase’s face is anything but joyful as he looks at me now. His hair is still wet from a shower. I look around for my other husbands, but they aren’t present. I watch as his Adam’s Apple bo
Carley It's been months since Lachlan conquered his fear of cigarette smoke by doing to his mother what she used to do to him. He and the others put their cigarettes out on her before Ransom came up with the idea to light her on fire. She burned to death on the concrete of that mansion's patio. Aftermath Crew was called in by Uncle Ryder to handle the disposal of the bodies of Francis Hartley and Julia Snipe. Lachlan is in a much better place now not having to deal with the stress of That Woman breathing down his neck. Hanging on the wall is a painting of our family. I'm holding our son and all five guys are gathered around the hospital bed staring with adoration at our tiny newest member. I wasn't very nice while in labor for fourteen hours. I cursed them all and called Jase a 'bad Daddy' for doing to this me as I pushed our son out. The doctor and nurse gave him some disgusted looks which was made worse by Ransom agreeing with me. Speaking of Ransom... “Rainy, if you wake up t
LachlanI put this off as long as possible. I don’t want to be here in this house, even my father’s ghost is unwelcome. I don’t want to deal with this woman, but I must. She gave birth to me, but that doesn’t mean I can tolerate being in her presence for long. It’s been over a month since she requested I be at her diner. She got her wish, just not as she expected.I'm in a charcoal suit with a silk yellow tie, and Carley is wearing a gorgeous yellow lace dress with an off-the-shoulder style. On the other side of Carley is Weston, who is wearing the same suit I am. Before we arrived, there was a wedding ceremony.“Breathe, Hotel. I can tell you aren’t by the lack of sound coming from you,” Jase says through the earpiece.“We got you covered,” Doc Fox says through the earpiece, holding a glass up toward us to signal the supposed man of honor has arrived at the party. Ryder is weari
Ransom"Look, boss, we didn't find Grothman's body. I've told you that daily for weeks now. The cops said he was dead, but he wasn't in that cave where Carley said he would be." Colton's words send a sense of foreboding into me as he talks with Ryder. He'll be back.
Razor"Who are we going after for this, boss?" One of my older members asks.I currently can't talk, since I had my throat stitched up. So here I sit in a hospital, a "victim" of gang violence. I wasn't about to fess to being the leader of one of the gangs. Both those killed each other according to the story I wrote and signed for the police and the federal agents.Amongst the feds, I swear I saw none other than the youngest Zen, Slater. What an exciting bit of juicy information that is. He didn't notice me, which is a small mercy.I wrote on my notepad that we would take care of all that later. I need a plan first.I'll have to be carefu
Lachlan"I'm exhausted. I'm taking Uncle Jax's fruit snacks and going to bed," Carley says with a yawn. "Take Air with you. I'll help you get him to bed," Weston suggests. Arson fell asleep in his chair due to the morphine drip Ryder had given him earlier. So I'm glad Weston is going with them. "Sounds great," Carley yawns and I gather up the giant box of fruit snacks Sidhe brought. He claimed that keeps a stash of juice boxes and fruit snacks in his car for his baby nephews. I don't doubt that, but I also know Sidhe, they are more for him than his nephews Kassius and Darius. He only sees Darius once a month when they go visit Gator's mother in Grele. "I'll walk you out. I'm going to stay and keep an eye on the other two," I inform them. "Somebody sober should," Weston says pointing his chin and Doc Fox and Gator who are drinking whiskey straight from the bottle. This going to be an interesting night with some mixing alcohol with pain meds and others getting crossfaded like the
Carley"Stop being such a big baby, J. Sit still," I hiss."That burns you brat," Jase snarls. "That's why you need this local anesthetic I'm attempting to put around the wound. You keep jerking your shoulder away from me," I growl at this infuriating man. He is being ridiculous. He is snapping, snarling, and flinching. He is awful when he is in pain. He didn't behave this badly when I bandaged his leg. I glance over to find Tee inserting a syringe of liquid into a juice box he hands over to Jax. Ryder nods to him. I briefly leave Jase to talk with my uncle. "What did Tee put in that juice box he handed to Jax?" I ask in a hushed tone as he stitches up Storm's calf. "Vicodin mixed with peanut butter whiskey in his apple juice so can't taste it. Why? Is Alpha being a big baby and getting on your ever-lovin nerves?""He is on my last nerve. Seriously! What is his problem?" I grumble. Ryder gives me a knowing gentle smile. "Baby bear, you scared him. The first thing he saw was you
Jase“What were you thinking, getting shot?” Ransom yells at me as I attempt to staunch my bleeding shoulder.I glare at him for daring to use such an indignant tone with me, acting as if I purposefully got shot to inconvenience him. “Watch it, Hound,” I snarl at him, already enraged about being shot in the first damn place. Then I look at him and see the large patch on his eye. I searched him for other wounds, but I couldn’t tell underneath the long-sleeved black shirt, bulletproof vest, and black cargo pants with combat boots on his feet if he was injured anywhere else. I touch his face with a bloody hand over the patch.“You can give a thorough inspection later, Daddy. Right now, we need to get out of here,” he says with a suggestive wink, causing my dick to tent my black jeans.
Carley When we arrive, it’s all-out war. Ravagers against Damned Forsaken with my entire family caught in the crossfire. Even Lydia and Grandad Leo, with his friends, are here. What gets my attention is the group on motorcycles pulling up beside us, with Ryder and Lachlan in Ryder’s custom vintage car. There are two teenage boys in the group as well. A gruff man with tattoos, long blonde hair, and a scruffy beard pulls Ali into a hug. “Hey, Sissy.” “Hey, Bubba,” Ali replies, pulling back so they can face Ryder. So this guy must be Grimm, her older brother. They look a lot alike, minus the hair color. “Is that our boys taking cover in the middle, Frosty?” He asks Uncle Ryder. “Unfortunately, Reaper, yes, that’s our team. Sierra and Sidhe are picking off as many as they can. But, of course, Jaxson gave away his position. Collector,” Ryder addresses another honey-blonde man with his hair in a messy top not, clean-shaven face, an