I have no intention of sticking around this piss ant town. But I plan to come back to it. – AthosThere was a horrible sound that was intruding on his sleep. The cause of this sound must suffer. Slowly. Painfully. Ink rolled over and picked up the phone and answered without looking at the screen. He gave a very groggy grunt as a greeting. Whoever was calling him this early, better have damned good reason. “Ink, it’s Isiah.”Three words. That’s all it took to wake him up. Three simple words that let him know something was wrong. A damned good reason. “What’s wrong?” he sat up in the empty bed and tried to remember why Evie wasn’t there. Teacher in-service training. School would start in a few weeks. They had training today and she and Law were going to paint her classroom tomorrow. “Where’s my daughter?” the man demanded and Ink heard engines revving up.“Teacher in-service at the high school.” He got out of bed and headed for the closet.“What about Tank? And Law?” some of the eng
Renegades, we may have a problem. – IsiahAlmost exactly an hour later, Tank, Ink, Law, Toad and the other officers sat in the conference room between the offices. The three closest to Evie looked nervous, possibly even a little worried. Several of the officers were not happy at being pulled in for a church meeting during the work day. Although all of the businesses could run without them, they all preferred to be at the shop or on site. Buck enjoyed having a nice big office in a building overlooking the river. At least he planned to, once DS Holdings was completely moved into the new building. The door opened and Celt and Werewolf entered. At the glares, Celt shrugged his shoulders. He looked completely out of place in his name brand suit. The other men all wore jeans, t-shirts or company polos and their cuts.“Brennan texted me and asked that I come.” Celt explained. “Same.” Werewolf agreed sitting down. Just as Buck started to object, Ink’s phone rang. Quickly he answered it th
Why couldn’t I have a cool teacher like you? – LawAll of the desks and chairs had been moved to the hallway while they painted the cinderblock walls. After several requests, teachers were finally allowed to paint their classrooms. But the school, nor the district, would pay for it. Evie could afford to pay for it. But other teachers could not. Teachers did not get into the profession for the pay. She had a professor who once said that teachers were the most important profession with the absolute worst pay. Truer words had never been spoken. Last month, Law had agreed to help set up her room. It was before Evie knew that she could paint it. Like a good brother, he didn’t back out.Athos was also helping. At first, she had questioned why he would want to spend the day at the high school that he had recently graduated from. But his enthusiasm to help and sense of humor helped her dismiss the uneasy feeling.Since yesterday, something had felt off. Evie wasn’t certain what it was. Some
Who should that crazy bitch fear more? Tank? Leo? Taz? Or Molly? – Toad“I swear, that one sounded like a gun shot.” Law said of the noises coming from the construction equipment. Athos looked at his phone as it rang in his hand. The picture of Priscilla making a funny face somehow seemed ominous. “Hey, Priss, she’s-"Law could hear the girl yelling on the other end of the line but could not quite understand what she was saying. Athos was not having much more luck.“You’re not making any sense. Calm down and tell me again.” Athos told her. Law came down the ladder as color drained from the younger man’s face. “Call 911. We’re on our way down.”Dropping the roller on the ground, not caring about the mess it might make, Athos made his way to the hall and then the stairs. Law could only follow as the other man dialed another number. “What the fuck is going on?” he demanded as they both ran down the main staircase. They came out to the right side of the front common area. They could
Trust me, it’s damned near a requirement for brothers to want to kill each other at some point; but so is forgiveness. – IsraelTank and Ink sat in the emergency room waiting room waiting for… something. Anything. Everything. Their world was back there and they could not be back there with her. They were not family. They were not married. Not yet.Several other Saints stood around uncertain of what to do for their brothers. The outer doors slid open and five men in leathers entered. The gray-haired man with a large belly sat in a chair across from Tank while the tall lanky shaggy brunette sat across from Ink. A large muscular African American man sat next to Tank. The other two, both tall and dark, approached the counter. The two men across from them spoke softly in a foreign language until the larger man next to Tank gave them a warning glare. After a moment at the window, one went to the back and the other came and sat across from them. “They’re taking Priest back to her.”“Funn
Torture. That’s what those of us waiting are going through. – DixieThe surgery waiting room was painted a light blue with dark gray and navy furniture. The plastic tables held an assortment of newspapers, magazines and one well worn copy of Percy Jackson. It was doubtful that any of them were paying any attention to the décor. Much less anything that was in the magazines. As if to prove this point, Isaac took the magazine away from his wife and turned it right-side up. “I always read my magazines upside down.” Dixie said. “Uh-huh.” Isaac chuckled. “And I watch porn hub for the articles.”There was a light ripple of nervous laughter around the room. “Brother, I think you’re on the wrong website if you’re getting articles.” Isiah told him with a grin. “Are these how to articles?” Israel teased. “Anything our wife wants you to work on?”“Please, for the love of God, do not answer that.” Law pleaded. There was another round of laughter and the tension seemed to lessen in the room.
My dad’s a doctor. I need him. – Evie“Knock knock, Avon calling.” Isaac said stepping into the little room and pulling the curtain behind him. Smiling at her dad she gave a little laugh. “Do you still say that?”“Uh, yeah.” He scoffed sitting down in the chair by her bed. “I see people on what can be their worst day, a little levity helps. Sometimes. Not advisable if there’s nothing you can do but make them comfortable.”“Like when they get shot and are dying.” She whispered.“Yes.” He answered in his doctor voice. He knew the reason he asked for him was because he was a doctor. She needed her Dr. Dad as all his kids called him. Had it been about getting shot, she would have asked for Deputy Dad. Feral Dad would have been asked to handle anything that the other two could not.“I was so scared. It was a funny looking gun. Boxy. It looked fake. But it felt real.”He took her hand that was playing with trim of the white blanket. “It was real. Joy went off the deep end of the deep end.
Ummm, no offense, but why are we putting a GSW in the maternity – oh, never mind. – DocDoc walked into the waiting room and approached Tank and Ink. He motioned for them to follow. “Brothers, come with me. Once she’s settled and they’re ready, we’ll bring the rest of you up.” Doc said and Isaac smiled at him. The room filled with conversation as the three left. Doc led them down the hall and into the elevator. He waited until the other two were inside before pushing the button for four.“Do you promise that she’s okay?” Ink asked after the doors closed.“I do.” Doc grinned as the elevator moved upwards. “She’s being kept as a precaution.”“For complications.” Ink said as the box stopped and the doors opened. “Yes.” The PA agreed as he led them to room 403 by the nurse’s station. As they walked in, he smiled at the nurse as she charted the vitals. “Hey, Betty. This is Ink and Tank,” he pointed at each one in turn. “They are engaged to your patient.”“Both of them?” the middle-aged
I’m very good at being Sophia. I just don’t like being her. – ShilohThe door to the Shack opened and a large group of men in suits entered with a woman in the middle of their pack. As they moved through the building, the men moved off and took up positions around the large space. The woman stopped in front of Pagan who wrapped her up in his arms.“We’re going to get them back.” She quietly promised.“I know.” Pagan whispered against her neck.She pulled away from him and pressed a kiss to his lips before she turned in his arms. “Werewolf, what do you know?”“They were taken by Aranya. We know where their president is.” He answered.She spoke in Italian, and six men stepped towards Werewolf. “Tell them.”Werewolf nodded and pulled up the map on his tablet. He explained where the Aranya clubhouse was located and what he knew of the buildings. “Don, with your leave?” Nico asked and Sophia nodded.“Yes, bring him to me.” The men turned to leave. “Nico," Sophia warned, "do not spill any
Mother, I’m not sure who you think you are but let me assure you who you are not. – SophiaNico leaned over and spoke softly in Sophia’s ear. “Do not let her take hold again. You are in charge of her. You control her.”Sophia nodded and gave him a small smile. She needed the reminder. Shiloh only had to be Sophia for a little while longer. They were winning the last few hold outs over to their side. There were a few that her mother still had convinced that it should be her stepson to take the position.With Sophia at his side to make it legitimate.Otherwise, he was just another son of just another capo. Elizabeth did not want to admit that she had moved down the ranks of the family. When she had first married Joseph, he had been second in line to the throne. His older brother and wife were both killed only a few weeks after Joseph had married Elizabeth.Joseph would be the next to lead the family. But then, the inner war took place and Joseph was caught in the crossfire. His father,
I don’t give a damn how it’s done. I just want it done. – PaganPagan was hammering out his frustration along with the hot metal on the anvil. It was the second day of the meeting with the family, and he was missing his wife.He couldn’t help the smile that crept across his face when he thought of Shiloh as his wife.When it was confirmed who her family was, he understood why she did not want anyone to know that they were married. Until everything was settled, it could put him and his girls in danger. He didn’t understand everything about her family, but he knew it worked like the Saints.They had a family leader and CEO of the company. Shiloh was Nonno’s only living heir and should take his place. Be the next CEO. But it was not what she wanted.She would do it out of duty and obligation. And Pagan was certain that she would be good at it. Shiloh had a good mind for business and could lead the family and business with very little effort. But her heart was n
If it goes well, you will never have to use your old name ever again. – NicoPagan loved waking up in the morning with Shiloh in bed with him. Most mornings, he woke up with her sucking on his cock. Or his balls. Or moving between the two.This morning was no different. He moaned as his hips thrust up and she took him all the way down to his base.“Fuck, babe.” Pagan growled.She hollowed her cheeks and bobbed up and down on him. His hands fisted in her hair and guided her as she bobbed, and he thrust. Pagan pulled her off him and towards him for a kiss.“I need in you.” He said between kisses.Her hands moved to his shoulders as she moved up his body. He sat up and wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her close. Shiloh wrapped her arms around his neck and legs around his waist. Moving his mouth to her neck, Pagan guided her onto his cock. “Pagan.” She sighed as his head pressed against her folds, sliding into her slickness. He growled again
I love you, Shy, but if you say you’re going to wear a white dress, I’m calling bullshit. – GertieSaturday after they got married, Shiloh went with some of the other ladies to a bridal shop. Surrounded by so much white and ivory, she and Gertie stood out. They looked at each other and shared a smile before they both busted out laughing.“Yeah…” Karan smirked. “I don’t know if we’re going to find anything for Shiloh here.”“Yes, we will.” Rye assured her as she walked towards the back of the large warehouse style store. The rest of the women all shrugged and followed her back. They weaved their way through racks and racks of gorgeous white, ivory and pale pink wedding gowns. There were large and puffy ones, others that were slim and fitting. And there were yards and yards of skirts, hundreds and thousands of beads. Satin, silk, taffeta and tule.Several of the women stopped to admire a gown or dress here and there. Mia pulled one out and held it in front of her.
I won’t even tell Toad. I’ll just tell him that we got the marriage license. – PaganPagan and Shiloh walked into the Shack holding hands just like they always did on Church nights. Ashlyn ran towards Priscilla to show the teen the new outfit. Alyssa headed for Athos to try to con him into a ride. Pagan was never sure if she was going to try for a ride on the bike, or a horse.Nessie looked at the couple as they came through the door from her usual table between the pool tables and the couches. She grinned at them, and Pagan headed towards her having learned not to avoid her. Nessie always knew way more than she should and said that the ghosts talked to her.Pagan had seen the poltergeist activity. Heard her say things about people that very few knew. “It looks good on yeh.” Nessie grinned at Shiloh. “What?” she asked quietly.“A new last name.”They both were quiet as they stared at her.“Yeh’ll not hear it from me. It’s not me place. We can put it
This is just for you and me. The other wedding will be for our girls. – Shiloh Shiloh walked into the front office of the fab shop and did not miss the loud annoyed sigh from the woman behind the counter. Pagan had told her about Carrianne and admitted that if it wasn’t that she was so freaking efficient, he would certainly fire her.But she kept the shop stocked with the iron and other metals that they needed. The other supplies and equipment were never low. Water and sports drinks were always on hand in the coolers and protein bars on the shelves. Project schedules were laid out with monthly, weekly and daily time allotments. Custom jobs were priced and bid for a hefty profit while not discouraging the buyer. Phones were answered when they had to be, although she preferred emails. And those were responded to within a business day at the most.Pagan knew that she did most of her work while she was at home, and he had no problems with it. Carrianne had told him onc
Most people make the mistake of overcooking the lasagna. – NicoOn the second Saturday of the new year, Nico invited himself over to teach the girls how to make authentic Italian lasagna. He showed up with almost all the ingredients that they would need. As he mixed up the pasta dough, he explained everything to the girls. Pagan and Shiloh sat at the table watching them. “Daddy always just thaws out the lasagna and puts it in the oven.” Ashlyn declared and Nico acted like he was going to die in the kitchen.Shiloh laughed at her cousin as he lay on the floor clutching his heart, mumbling a prayer in Italian. “I’ve made it from scratch before.” Pagan grumbled with a smile.“You never made the pasta.” Ashlyn pointed out.“Or the sauce.” Alyssa added.Shiloh laughed harder. “They have no loyalties to you when it comes to food.”“None.” Pagan agreed as Nico slowly and dramatically stood back up. The girls were helping him as he clutched the cabinet door
I don’t think that you understand your place within this family. – Elizabeth GiordanoPagan and Shiloh spent New Year’s Eve at the Shack while the girls went to a kid’s party over at Chance’s house. He knew that his new wife would not be comfortable with the New Year’s Eve activities and hosted the annual party for the kids. When Pagan had called Chance at ten in the morning, Rye answered the phone whispering.“Hey, Pagan.”“Good morning, Rye. How are the girls?”“Still asleep. Hang on.” Pagan could hear her moving around in their house and then she took a picture. A moment later, his phone chimed as the picture came through and he clicked the speakerphone button before he moved the phone so that both he and Shiloh could see the screen.Chance was lying on his back asleep on the living room floor. He had his niece, Morgan, asleep on one shoulder and Alyssa asleep on the other. He looked happy and content asleep surrounded by a dozen or more club kids.