Romance isn’t dead. It’s on the back of a Harley. – Mia
Priscilla was sitting in the front room playing a game on her phone while her moms and dad were in the bar. Several of her sisters were also playing on the floor. The rest were running around the clubhouse with the other kids that were there.
Scrapper had walked past her on the way to the bar with a prospect. He was tall, lean and tattooed. His hair was a dark brown or black with a short military style. When he glanced at her, his chocolate-colored eyes landed on her blue eyes.
She snapped a quick discreet picture of her sudden crush and sent it to Camille who was at a swim and dive competition. Her caption on the text was simply her calling dibs. The response received later that night was of a sad frowny face.
She wasn’t even aware that she had sighed until Brute cleared his throat.
“Should I tell your dad about your go
I love my phone. All my favorite people live inside it. – PriscillaTaz and her entourage flew halfway across the country on Thursday. This would be the first time that she was not the opening fight. She was not the main event yet. But she was still quickly moving up the ranks.As usual, Priscilla took pictures and posted them to social media. All week she had been posting pictures hinting that something big was coming. A close up of a pink rose. A fork on a plate with cake crumbs. A motorcycle tire. Rainbow lace.Every day, there was a new picture. Every day, people were guessing what was going to happen. So far, no one had guessed that Taz would be getting married.As she saw the other competitors, Priscilla told them that they were invited to the wedding. Most stated that they will be unable to attend on such short notice, which was expected. She then provided a physical address if they would like to se
Dearly beloved and the rest of you fuckers. – TriggRiffraff stood in his jeans and cut, the new ivory oxford shirt was annoying him. But as his daughter walked down the aisle with her girlfriend, he refrained from tugging at the collar again.Both women wore rainbow colored sleeveless dresses with motorcycle boots. He arched an eyebrow at them and both women grinned.Knuckles leaned forward and whispered in his ear. “I just want you to know that I like my new niece. My new brother-in-law is still up for debate.”Riffraff chuckled at his friend and self-proclaimed older brother to Taz.“I will say,” Knuckles continued, “those two make up for Taz not shopping.”Riffraff didn’t know how this wedding had been put together so quickly, but he assumed that he would be cringing when his credit card statement came in.All thoughts of money and th
I always cry at weddings. It’s practice for when I have to let go of my little pretties. – MollyTaz looked at herself in the full-length mirror one more time. Celeste had done up her hair in a fancy up do with lots of swirls and curls. Her rainbow hair had little rhinestone Bobbie pins holding it in place. No one even thought about suggesting a veil, and she was grateful, but she did have a small tiara sitting on top of her head.The dress was an ivory satin halter with a low cut back. The skirt was straight and had a slit going all the way to her waist. When she moved, the slit opened and revealed a lace ombre rainbow. She had feared that she would be put in heels. Instead, she wore a pair of ivory Doc Martin’s with rainbow laces.The door behind her opened and Riffraff stepped in and closed the door behind him. He wore black jeans, an ivory shirt, his cut and motorcycle boots. He smiled at her as his eye
It’s about time you got a stepmom. – NanShaking her head, Taz pulled on the tank top that he handed her. “I can’t believe that you thought that you were too old for me. I’m not sure I can keep up with you.”Cupping one breast, Riffraff pulled her to him with his other hand on her ass, he smiled at her. “I can’t believe that you thought I wanted something other than this.” He kissed her lightly. “You’re all I need.”“I love you.” Taz said as she stretched up on her bare feet to kiss him.The door flung open and Trevor followed Knuckles inside. Riffraff looked up from her just before Trevor scooped her up and tossed her onto his shoulder. As he walked back out of the room, she lifted her head to see her equally surprised husband looking at her as she was carried away.“You have guests waiting.” Knuckles explained with a lit
Sixteen months later Prenup? Why? I came into this marriage with nothing and my wife has all of it. – RiffraffSunday afternoon, the group arrived back at the clubhouse. They were all tired after a late night, early morning and a long flight. Priscilla tossed her overnight bag into the back of the 57 Chevy Bellaire that her sister now drove as they approached the front door. Her bike was parked off to the side and saw her dad’s parked nearby. The other one that she looked for was parked next to Brute. The fact that Leo was here made her smile.As they came into the building, the whole place erupted in cheers. There were several calls for them to see the belt. Taz was a little overwhelmed by the response. The bottom floor was full of brothers from all the local chapters. Angel came over and hugged her tightly. She had moved back home over summer; Mel was waiting for her paperwork to come through for her to begin the immigration process, Celt’s law firm was handling the legal proceedi
It’s okay, little girl. Your men are still together. – DanielThe thought was, if you were pregnant in the morning, you would be pregnant in the afternoon. With that in mind, Evie stopped at the drugstore on her way home from school. The assortment of tests all promised accurate results. But the one that simply read PREGNANT or NOT PREGNANT seemed to be the best option. They had been trying for several months and she did not want there to be any question. After peeing on the stick, she sat it aside and went to change. Taking off her work clothes, she pulled on a pair of pajama pants and a NAVY PT t-shirt. If she couldn’t have her men, she would at least have their shirt.Then she set up her desk for grading papers. When she was certain that her desk was situated just right, and the allotted amount of time had passed, she went back to the bathroom. PREGNANT She did a little happy dance in the bathroom then she went and started to grade the tests from today. At six thirty, her alarm
Scruffles. I like that one. Can I take him home? – EvieEvie lay in the empty bed looking at the alarm clock, waiting for it to go off. After nearly three years of waking up in an empty bed, she should be used to it. She hated it. Finally, the alarm began to beep and she reached out and turned it off.She tried to keep up with her regular routine that Daniel and Cade had established for her. It had changed slightly after she moved. Stretching at the bottom of the outdoor stairs to her apartment, she put her earbuds in and ran towards the small gym. Once there, she went through her regular workout and then jogged back home. After a quick shower, she dressed in the walk-in closet. Her make up, as usual, was light and natural. Slipping on her black wedges, she looked in the full-length mirror and inspected herself. She stood at five foot four and a half. That half was important when it was what made you taller than one of your other sisters. But with her wedges, she was now an impressiv
I always had a teacher fantasy. – CadeHomeroom. Who still had homeroom? No matter, Evie did not have to have a lesson plan. She just had to keep 35 teenagers from killing each other for just over an hour. Maybe a lesson plan would be needed, she thought with a wry smile to herself. The bell rang and she stood up from her desk. Most of the students quieted down and it made it easier for her hear the conversation at the back of the room. “What’s it like growing up in a house with a pervert for a dad?” the cheerleader was asking the black-haired girl. “Are you just as fucked up in the head as your perverted father?”Evie leaned against the front of her desk and watched the back corner. She saw some of the kids looking at her to do something. She held up a single well manicured finger and continued to give the group her attention.“Megan.” One of the other cheerleaders hissed. “The teacher.”“What about her?” the first girl said with a flip of her hair. “She can’t do anything. It’s jus
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.