LOGINShare
Chapter 255: Lockdown
They took Nessie. Lock everything down. – Werewolf
Chance didn’t know much about Nessie. She was a hell of a cook, had the ability to talk to the dead and had him figured out when it came to women. And scared the fuck out of him. Literally. He got around her and her expensive knives and his oysters tried to call up his ass for safety.Nessie was beautiful, had a lyrical Scottish accent and got away with almost anything. That was because she was the niece of Siobhan, the wife of the Shacks president, Toad.And she had a crazy ex. Not the crazy like he had. No, he had no intention of being the one to change her wayward lifestyle. He planned to kill her for disobeying him and leaving.Now, he had her.Since they were not sure of what else would happen, all properties associated with the Saints were locked down tight. Construction stopped, shops closed, and all the brothers checked in at their clubhouses while the families were gathered at the Shack.The daycarRelated chapters
Devil’s Saints: Taz Chapter 256: Friends
Chance, you’ve never just been friends with a woman. – SticksChance reached out and touched Rye’s gray streak gently with the tip of his finger. She gave a small flinch but did not pull away. Chance looked from his finger to her eyes. “I like you, Rye. I’ve never really gotten to know a woman before. Not like this. Now, I think you’re one of my closest friends.” He leaned towards her, and she pulled back. “It’s not like that.”His lips kissed her temple with the lightest of touch. “I’m not a good friend.” She mumbled as she got out of the car and headed for the hospital. He wanted to argue with her and tell her that she was indeed a good friend. She was also the only woman that he had wanted for the past month or so. A club girl had sat on his lap the other night and he had no reaction. No desire. Nothing. He saw Rye at work and wanted to take her to bed. He wanted to kiss her, something he never did. He never kissed a girl, and he never went down on a g
Devil’s Saints: Taz Chapter 257: Ryder
I did offer to tell him who his father was. – AlanaChance messaged Ryder through the company messaging system on his computer. It took about twenty minutes, but he got a message back. Using the other messaging system on the computer he messaged both Werewolf and Karan.I need to go talk to Ryder. I asked for an appointment, and he gave me 2:30 this afternoon. Need Jax or Law to come out and sit the front while I’m gone. Not sure how long I’ll be out.Looking at the message he shook his head and then deleted it.Ryder asked me to come into the office at 230. Need someone to cover the frontSighing he deleted that also.Going into DS Holdings this afternoon. Need front coverage starting at 2Short, simple, to the point and truthful. Before he could change his mind again, he hit send. He got a thumbs up from Karan almost immediately. A few minutes later, Werewolf said that Law would be there at a quarter till.He spent the next few hours questioning him
Devil’s Saints: Taz Chapter 258: Baby Sister
Not anything fancy, she won’t like that. But it needs to have that car seat locking system in it. – ChanceChance had talked to Repo and Gearhead about a car for Rye. He knew that she would be pissed at him. He also knew that if he let her do what she had suggested, she would never get a new car. Not as long as the craptastic Volvo still ran.At this point, it should probably be taken out to a pasture and shot.That was not going to happen. He knew this because it had been two weeks since they talked about it, and she still had not called either shop. So, he did.Daily. To see if she had called either one. When she still had not talked to either, he asked them to send him emails on the available mom cars. He was looking at the one from Repo as he listened to the conversation taking place in the common room, just outside his office.Cookie and his crew had finished the house. Clay had finished decorating it. Sticks had finished making the furniture for the nursery
Devil’s Saints: Taz Chapter 259: Arts & Crafts
Kids have a tendency to ask the questions we don’t want to consider. Thankfully, they are easily distracted with crayons and glitter. – Karan The two friends watched the woman leave. Karan could feel the stress in Chance’s body. This was the protectiveness that the Saints were known for. The reason that she always wanted one of them here. Karan rested a comforting hand on his back. “Why don’t you take her home?”Chance smirked. “Have you even met this woman? She sleeps on a pull-out couch, drives a piece of shit car with no heater and pays her own way through college. She’s not going to take a day off unless she’s already dead.”“And buried in a concrete vault, because otherwise, Zombie Rye would come to work.” Karan shook her head and Chance chuckled.He turned towards his office and saw that it was empty. “If you need me, I’ll be in Rye’s classroom.”As he headed to the common room through his office, he did not see the knowing grin on Karan’s face. Or he
Devil’s Saints: Taz Chapter 260: Roadside
Don’t know much about European cars. Check with Gearhead, he deals with more specialty shit. – RepoThe kids had been disappointed when Mr. Chance did not come back after lunch. But they finished their cards and Rye laid them out to dry during movie time. They all grabbed their pillow and blanket and laid down. Rye was singing along with Dwayne Johnson when Karan snuck into the room. Carefully walking through, around and over the sleeping mass of children, she made her way over to Rye’s desk.“You okay?” Karan asked softly. “Yeah, I’ve never told her no before.” Rye whispered. “She suffered a lot to keep me safe.”“If you ever want to talk, I’m always willing to listen.” Karan said leaning against the desk. “Not around little ears, even if they are sleeping.” Rye smiled. “Are you okay with Chance?”“I don’t know.” She whispered as her eyes filled with tears. “He’s been a good friend for the last few weeks, and I don’t have many of them. I’ve been
Devil’s Saints: Taz Chapter 261: Keys
You are either the bravest fucking idiot I know or the world record holder of stupidity. Either way, you’re a fucking stupid idiot. – CeltCookie had kissed Karan on the cheek just before leaving. He and his crew had been working weekends and evenings to get the house ready for Rye and not interfere with their regular jobs. This morning he wanted to make sure everything was ready before Rye moved in.When Karan woke up, Cookie and last night’s playmate were both gone. On the nightstand was a set of keys and a note in Cookie’s elegant handwriting declaring that he loved her, and the keys were for Chance. She was talking to Taz when Chance walked in. As he passed by, Karan handed him the keys. He headed straight for the stairs and the room that Rye was staying in. They met on the landing between the first and second floors. Chance could only grin at her. She wore jeans and a pink retro t-shirt with ATL on it. And of course, the practical black nonslip black tennis shoes. If there was
Devil’s Saints: Taz Chapter 262: Goodbyes
We don’t say goodbye. We say see you later. – Michael RayRYE’S MEMORIESIt was Rye’s thirteenth birthday. For September, it was mild. Not that Rye noticed. There was only one thing on her mind. One wish for this day. Her dad.They lived just off the base in Jacksonville. Her mom, Donna Leigh, hated living on base especially when they were in the United States. Both Rye and her older sister attended local public schools. Leigh Anne turned sixteen in July and was the popular party girl. Donna Leigh always said that Leigh Anne was her daughter while Ryanne was completely her father’s child. She even had his gray patch in her mother’s black hair. Whenever she said it, it always seemed like an insult. Especially if Mike was not around. After his death. there was no doubt that is was an insult.Rye was a nerdy good girl. She was an honor student at a magnet high school. She had even skipped the eighth grade going from seventh grade straight to high school. Currently she sat in chemistry
Devil’s Saints: Taz Chapter 263: Moving
We’ll just be here for a little while. Don’t get too comfortable. - Donna LeighRye stood on the front porch of the small white clapboard post-war bungalow. With a bright smile, Karan handed her the house key. Cookie stood behind her, beaming with pride. Rye smiled at them, acting as though nothing had happened earlier. The whole club now knew that her mother was a whore, and she probably was too. There was nothing Rye could do. Tears would do no good. They would not change anything. Rye unlocked the door and walked into the small house. There was a small foyer with twelve-inch tiles of assorted colors and a small gray rug covering the floor. On the right were several hooks with a black bench underneath. On the left was a slim black metal table about four feet high with a pine wood top about six feet long. A gilded mirror hung above on a cream-colored wall. Walking through the arched doorway to the living room, Rye found more of the assorted tiles and cream-colored walls. A large st
Latest chapter
Devil’s Saints: Taz Chapter 352: Final Vote
Devil’s Saints: Taz Chapter 351: Sophia
Devil’s Saints: Taz Chapter 350: Pagan's Hell
Devil’s Saints: Taz Chapter 349: Morning
Devil’s Saints: Taz Chapter 348: Dresses
Devil’s Saints: Taz Chapter 347: Church
Devil’s Saints: Taz Chapter 346: Tuesday
Devil’s Saints: Taz Chapter 345: Cooking Lesson
Devil’s Saints: Taz Chapter 344: Mother
