After a few more rounds they fell asleep wrapped up in each other’s arms. Kane rolled over in his sleep reaching for Bridgette but frowned when he found her side cold and empty. He sat up and rubbed the sleep from his eyes. He looked around the room and sighed at the quiet. Kane climbed out of the bed and slipped on his underwear. He padded down the stairs in search of Bridgette.
Kane went to the kitchen and noticed that the coffee maker was off. He frowned and went to the office thinking that she could be there or in the bunker. When he saw that the desk was in place he began to worry. On top of the desk was a note written in Bridgette’s messy handwriting. Tears stained some of the paper causing the ink to run and smudge a little.
Kane,
Thank you for reading. I know a lot happened and there will be more to come. I promise that plot points and questions will be answered over time. Just hang in there with me as I am working on the next book in the series. The next book will be up soon with more romance, mystery, and intriegue. Bernard will be back with his villianous ways and Margo will be making some appearances here and there as the story follows new characters but helps you understand Bernard and the motives behind what is taking place. This book will be more villian centered than the first one. So look for book 2 of The Devil's Knight's MC Series: The Devil's Prey.
"Mom! Dad!" Margo screamed, bolting up from her nightmare.Nightmare was putting it lightly. No. That night was the beginning of hell as she screamed her voice hoarse hoping and praying that someone would hear her. She had spent most of her life aware of the world's dark deeds. Still, nothing could have prepared her for that night or her life after. It was the night that she had lost everything. Now she knew that it was up to her to get herself out of the situation that she was in as she stared at the tiny lifeless form laying on the rusted cot next to her. Tears filled her eyes as she cradled the infant against her breasts.Margo knew that no one would be coming for her. She didn't know how long she had been there but enough was enough. She was tired of being beaten and raped. She had never submitted and that was something that she would be forever proud of.Margo had begun to plan her escape when she realized that she was on her own. That was also around the time th
Three years later Bridgette stood outside looking at the remains of her childhood home. All that was left was a charred frame and a foundation that had been weathered by the years of bipolar Texas weather. The fire that she had started to remove any trace of her existence still remained heavy on her mind. She had whispered a sad goodbye to her home and the memories of her family that night. She had buried her daughter’s remains in the dirt floor of the old shed her family had built years ago. Bridgette said a silent prayer begging for forgiveness for not saving her from the horrors of her father, covered the grave with straw and old boxes, and left vowing that she would one day return. Now she was back. “Hey, Bridge.” A small voice called out to her. Bridgette turned with a small smile on her face as the six year old girl climbed out of the car. Her only friend for four years had passed away. Like Bridgette, she was all alone so she had asked her to take care of the litt
Bridgette started up the car and turned it around to start back the way they had come. Bridgette didn’t miss the dark look Ginny had on her face as they pulled away. She knew that the miserable woman was up to something. She heaved a sigh of relief when they finally put some distance between them. Bridgette took a deep breath and told Sammy that she could finally sit up. Once she had strapped into her seat, Sammy turned serious eyes on the woman who was now her guardian. “Who was that woman and why did she say that the land belonged to her husband?” Sammy asked, frowning. “That woman is my Aunt Ginny and she’s not someone that you should trust.” Bridgette whispered. “Is she like my daddy?” Sammy asked. Bridgette sighed sadly, hating that she had someone to compare it to. Bridgette looked at the girl in the rearview mirror and shook her head. “I don’t know, honey.” Bridgette whispered. “I sure hope not.” “You would think
It's been three years and Kane found himself in an annoying situation. He had gone to The Coffee Palace to see his sister, hoping that she would divulge some of the information that she had on the young woman he had met. Somehow he had managed to get caught in the middle of a fight involving a one night stand and a fuck buddy of his. Kane rubbed at his temples as the two shrieked at each other. He was regretting his decision to even come into town. If it hadn't been the Prez sending him he would have still been asleep. “For the love of God take this shit outside and out of my fucking restuarant!” Mary yelled, coming out of the kitchen. “Kane, you’re my brother and I love you, but for the sake of my sanity you need to get better taste in women.” Mary growled. “Excuse me!”A tall bru
Kane stood outside of The Coffee Palace watching her leave. For some reason that look of recognition seemed to stick out to him the most. He wasn’t sure where she would have seen him before or why he wouldn’t have remembered her right away. She was a beautiful woman and definitely one that he wouldn’t mind having in his bed. Granted he didn’t get much of a look at her because the clothing she wore seemed to hide her figure rather than accentuate it. He let out a frustrated sigh and walked back into the restaurant to go speak to Mary. “Kane.” Mary said, raising a brow at him. “I swear to God, Mary, I had no idea either one of them were here.” Kane said, holding his hands up in surrender as his furious sister stood there with her arms crossed. “I’m only
A/N: This chapter contains explicit violence. I will mark where it begins and ends so feel free to skip it if it makes you uncomfortable. Look for the ***** The large opulent mansion stood erect once again. It had taken over a year to complete and Bernard had spent that year in a violent rage that scared even his men. Bernard Shaw was now pushing fifty and he was glad to be done with rebuilding his mansion. He felt like the fire and the escape of his song bird had been the wakeup call he needed and as a result he had increased his security ten fold. After that night it had become very clear that he had become complacent and allowed his ego to get the better of him. Bernard thought back to his younger years. How he had reached such successful heights at the age of twenty-four. The death of the cartel boss that had
“Bridgette!” Sammy said with exasperation. “I don’t want to go!” “Why not?”Bridgette asked with concern. “I just don’t want to.”Sammy pouted. “Sammy, if you don’t tell me, I can’t help you…” Bridgette said, kneeling down to her level. Sammy was a bright kid who enjoyed school back in their old town. It had been three weeks since they moved back to Bryan, Texas. However, lately Sammy threw a fit when she had to go to school. Bridgette couldn’t help but be worried. She had been to the school and spoke to the teachers and staff. She had been assured that Sammy was fine and that there weren’t any problems. But Sammy’s increasing refusal to go to school had her questioning just what was going on in that school.
Thank you for reading. I know a lot happened and there will be more to come. I promise that plot points and questions will be answered over time. Just hang in there with me as I am working on the next book in the series. The next book will be up soon with more romance, mystery, and intriegue. Bernard will be back with his villianous ways and Margo will be making some appearances here and there as the story follows new characters but helps you understand Bernard and the motives behind what is taking place. This book will be more villian centered than the first one. So look for book 2 of The Devil's Knight's MC Series: The Devil's Prey.
After a few more rounds they fell asleep wrapped up in each other’s arms. Kane rolled over in his sleep reaching for Bridgette but frowned when he found her side cold and empty. He sat up and rubbed the sleep from his eyes. He looked around the room and sighed at the quiet. Kane climbed out of the bed and slipped on his underwear. He padded down the stairs in search of Bridgette.Kane went to the kitchen and noticed that the coffee maker was off. He frowned and went to the office thinking that she could be there or in the bunker. When he saw that the desk was in place he began to worry. On top of the desk was a note written in Bridgette’s messy handwriting. Tears stained some of the paper causing the ink to run and smudge a little.Kane,
“I have for a long time.” Kane whispered, crossing over to her.Bridgette stood there in shock staring up at him. A deep blush spread across her face as she swallowed the nervous lump in her throat. She blinked a few times before realizing that he stood directly in front of her. She sighed as his hands threaded into her hair, holding her still as he pressed his lips to her’s.Bridgette moaned into the kiss as she wound her arms around his neck. She stood on the tips of her toes and pressed into him as he nipped and sucked her bottom lip. Her heart pounded into her chest as she lost her senses to him. He was constantly invading her mind and even though there were more important matters to deal with her mind thought only of him.In her foggy haze she barely registered him picking he
Kane returned two hours later with an annoyed Mary in tow. Her jaw was hanging open as she took in the large house on the familiar property. She turned wide accusing eyes on him a moment later as her mouth began to turn down into a frown.“Are you fucking kidding me?” She growled angrily. “This is where you’ve been?”“Just shut it and come inside. We have a lot to do and not much time to do it.” He said, climbing out of his truck.“Don’t order me around, you ass!” She huffed as she followed him to the front door.To her surprise he entered the house without knocking. She scurried in behind him with wide eyes. She couldn’t believe how massive the house was or how warm and
Kane returned two hours later with an annoyed Mary in tow. Her jaw was hanging open as she took in the large house on the familiar property. She turned wide accusing eyes on him a moment later as her mouth began to turn down into a frown.“Are you fucking kidding me?” She growled angrily. “This is where you’ve been?”“Just shut it and come inside. We have a lot to do and not much time to do it.” He said, climbing out of his truck.“Don’t order me around, you ass!” She huffed as she followed him to the front door.To her surprise he entered the house without knocking. She scurried in behind him with wide eyes. She couldn’t believe how massive the house was or how warm and
“Hey,” Dex said, coming to stand next to him.“Hey. Did you guys get everything sorted out?” Kane asked.“She’s dragging her feet and I can’t say that I blame her. She doesn’t trust anyone except Bridgette.” Dex sighed, running a hand through his hair. “I don’t know what to do…. We can’t expect Jess and Machine to take her in. They have the kids so their hands are full.”“I might have an idea….” Bridgette whispered, stepping outside to join them.“What are you thinking?” Dex asked, raising a brow.“Can you call your sister?” She asked, turning her eyes towards Kane. 
“Jess, I need you and Machine to take the kids and keep them safe.” Bridgette sighed.“I thought that they were safe here.” Machine frowned.“They were.” Kane said, still mad that she had put herself in danger again.“What happened?” Jess asked.“That bastard managed to get to an informant and his family. Long story short, their dead and they were under federal guard.” Bridgette sighed.“But what does that have to do with the kids?” Machine asked.“It means that if he can get to them while they’re under federal protection then he can get to me and it won't
“Bridgette, you need to stop and think about this!” Kane yelled, following her through the house.“There’s nothing to think about.” She said with a stoney face as she made her way down to the bunker.“Why won’t you stop and listen to me?” He argued.“Because you’re just going to try and talk me out of this and there’s nothing you can say to change my mind.” She said, starting up the computers.“Goddammit! I don’t want to lose you! I can’t go through that again!” He yelled.“You’re not going to lose me, but you are going to have to trust me!” She said, turning to face him teary eyes. &
Bridgette sighed and leaned against the railing as she thought about how crowded her place had suddenly become. The cold air blew across her skin reminding her that she hadn’t worn a jacket or shoes. She closed her eyes, savoring the quiet as the wind whipped her hair around. She didn’t mind the chill or the numbness in her appendages. Her mind was elsewhere as she stared out at the early morning sky.“Bridgette….” Kane sighed, opening the door with a fresh cup of steaming coffee in his hands. “What are you doing out here in the cold?”Bridgette didn’t turn to look at him as he watched her worriedly. She took a deep breath of air and sighed, watching the warm air float out on the early morning breeze. She tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear and nibbled on her bottom lip.