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 like being a nice guy. But I prefer to be a nice guy in the afternoon. – InkInk eyed his phone that just chimed with a message. Who was messaging him so early? Glancing at the clock, he realized that it was already a little after twelve. Might as well get up, he thought. Grabbing the phone and saw that it was a group message from Little Marc to several other brothers and himself. Opening it, he saw a picture of a teenage girl who was way to skinny. Michelle Martin.They had dealt with her father before. He was more likely to drink his paycheck than feed his three children. Michelle was the oldest and typically did what she could to feed her younger brothers. Anything. One of the club brothers had pulled her off the street corner a few weeks ago. Desperate for money to feed them, she had offered her body.Riffraff gave her a couple of hundred-dollar bills and his phone number. She was to call him if she needed more. Or anything else. Little Marc had told them that he knew her, Ink
She’s hot as hell and hearing her say pussy gave me a fucking woody. – AthosIt was the last class that Evie had for the day. The next was her conference period and then school was out. She always loved the first day of school, almost as much as the last day. But she was grateful when they were both over. The bell chimed and she looked up from her laptop. Little Marc sat in the back, flanked on both sides with two other man child students. Granted it had only been about twelve years since she was in high school, but she was certain that the boys were not like that back then. These three exuded sex appeal. “Mr. Humphrey, I have to ask, are the boots a fashion statement or because you ride?”“I have a chopper that I built.” He answered. “You?”She shook her head. “Not any more.”The man child with milk chocolate skin a full beard and a shaved head smiled at her. “I’ll take you for a ride.” “Might want to tell your texter more than one.” Little Marc said with a wink.“Yes, and I will
Unfortunately, I’m speaking from experience when I tell you that you will get past this. – LawFirst week was complete and Saturday afternoon rolled around. All five sisters were on the phone and watching Sons of Anarchy. Katie was in Germany, Jasmin in Japan, Cassie was in California and Tammie was back in Austin. But every week, they found a time that they could all get together and watch their show. Soon they would have to find another show since they were on the last season.When it was over, they talked for a while longer. Jasmin had to go report for duty and Katie went back to bed. They all had other things to do. Except Evie. She didn’t have anything to do. It was in these moments, in the silence, that made it hard.She went to her closet and pulled out one of the BDU jackets. Looking at the rank, she knew it was Daniel’s. Slipping her arms in the sleeves she grabbed the other one that had belonged to Cade. She curled up on the couch, wearing one jacket and holding the other.
I’m related to all three of them. Either by name or leather. – PrissMid October had rolled around and Evie found herself sitting in the bar at the Devil’s Saint’s compound. She sat at a small table with Ink, he had a beer and she had a water. The authority that he exuded had her longing for it. Fighting with herself as she focused on her questions. After making a note, she looked up to see her sexy man children. They all wore cuts, marked as Prospect. “Mr. Humphrey. Mr. Lowery. Mr. Morgan. Or as I described you to my brother, Athos, Porthos and Aramis.”Ink leaned back in his chair and studied at the three teens as he took a drink. “Athos, Porthos, Aramis.” He said pointing to Humphrey, Morgan and then Lowery.“Athos the protector. Porthos the clown. Aramis the scholar.” She confirmed. Ink made a motion to someone who walked over. The man wore a cut that declared him to be president and his name was Toad. “I think that we have their road names. Athos, Porthos and Aramis.” The man
We all have the next two days off. I say we just fuck her until she’s preggers. – CadeEvie lay in bed with the urn. Three years ago today, she found out she was pregnant. Then she became a widow. Hours later, the shock and stress being too much for her, she miscarried. She still had the pregnancy test. Her dad and Law were the only ones that knew about the baby. Her dad, Isaac, had been with her when she started cramping and bleeding. Immediately, he stopped being a caring father and became a doctor. It was too late to be stopped. A little before midnight, she was rolled into a surgery suite and he completed what Mother Nature had already started. Evie was admitted to the hospital and everyone was told that it was due to shock. Even the staff was told not to mention the procedure. The following morning, when she had planned to tell them that she was pregnant, she began making final arrangements. They were both cremated and she gave each family a small urn. The ashes had been placed
She’s sweet and wicked, but she’s also broken. – Master Joshua“I’m telling you, that was not the same woman that was at the club the other day.” Ink said to Tank as they stood by the bar. “I didn’t see her then, but damn she’s a hot little sub.” Tank said as Ashley, the bartender, placed bottles of water in front of them. She kept her eyes lowered out of respect, even though she herself was not a part of the lifestyle. Chainz was a club that adhered to the safe, sane and consensual ethos. Alcohol hindered all three of those, so there was no alcohol. They served water, coffees, teas, juices and smoothies along with light snacks. The whole place was decorated in reds, blacks and silver chains. The bar was in the center of the main area. Where they stood, they could see the whole club. On the side of the circular bar that they stood on, were tables with chairs and booths. On the other side were couches and armchairs. On the back wall was a stage. Currently the stage was dark, but the
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.