Carley “So you and Lidia are now dating, huh, Amy?” Uncle Ryder asks mom. Ryder located my mom about ten years ago when found out about his biological father. He was a teenager then and now he is currently a doctor with his one private practice. “Yes. We are,” mom says with a blush to her younger half-brother. “That's good news. Etienne and I were thinking that you two were headed towards a relationship,” Ryder says then takes a drink of his sweet tea. “How are your husbands and wife?” Lidia asks him. Ryder is in a polyamorous relationship with his wife Natalie and his two husbands Jaxson and Etienne. Natalie is also living a reverse harem dream with those three men and two others, Callum and Dominic. It’s an odd relationship but they are all so perfect together. They are for sure #relationshipgoals for me. “Everyone is doing great. Natalie is still an English teacher at Raider Preparatory Academy. Etienne is an MMA Champion currently. Jaxson is working hard with Leo for the sec
Carley TINK! TINK! TINK! TINK! The sound of something hitting glass wakes me from my dream. It was a memory of Lachlan, Carson, and I swinging from the barn into a pile of hay when were eight. I groan moving to my window and opening it to find a bloody shirtless Jase. One of his eyes is swollen shut and starting to discolor, his knuckles are bloody and so are his face and chest. I open the window to let him in. He was perfectly fine when I saw him last after dinner. “Get in so I can get you cleaned up!” I whisper yell at him, helping him in. He didn’t need my help though, he hoisted himself and climb right in. I shut the window to escape the slight chill in the air. “Sit,” I hiss at him pointing to my desk chair. He does as I say while I gather supplies. I walk into my shared jack and jill bathroom I use with Storm now instead of Carson. Underneath the sink, I find all that I need. Jase is asleep in the chair when I return. What in the world did this man do tonight? I start to cle
Carley“I don’t wanna put clothes on. The clothes you have for me are too small,” he whines while wrapping the towel around his waist.I don’t remember the last time heard him whine, I think we were still in elementary school. He whined to my mom about not needing a bath. She tutted him and made him climb in the bathtub with me. We were maybe six or seven at the time. I tut at him this time. “Fine, you don’t have to. But if this is going to be a regular thing, you need to bring me some of your clothes, that aren’t from seven years ago.”“You could just come live with us,” he slurs with a yawn while I put my shirt and undies back on. He does have a point, I could go live with my Chaos Boys, but it’s still a tad too soon. We just started dating after being estranged friends.“I could, but I’m not. At least not just yet. Let’s see where we are in a year and go from there,” I say, grabbing some antibiotic ointment to begin treating all his minor cuts along his knuckles and his face. He
Ransom I want to be mad at Jase for not coming home last night but watching him and Carley sleep has dissipated it all. They both look peaceful and happy curled up in each other’s arms. I couldn’t sleep last night, plagued with nightmares of the time I had spent with my sperm donor. So I sought comfort with one woman who has always given me that. I snuck into her room, climbing in through the window she left unlocked. Now I’m sitting in an oversized chair by her bookcase watching her and Jase sleep. In a way I was surprised to find Jase in her bed since after fights he usually doesn’t stumble home until around four in the morning climbing into my bed, so he has something to cuddle. I’ve tried to get him to snuggle body pillows, but no he big spoons me instead. Which is fine, I can actually sleep without a nightmare with him with me. At the same time, with Carley being back, I should have known that is where he would be. Ever since we were little kids, Carley was always bandaging ou
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
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