They’re called seasons. We have four of them. Winter, spring, summer and autumn. – Aramis“Miss, what did you get for Christmas?” It was the first day back after the holidays and the kids were just as eager to show off in high school as they had been in elementary school. Evie knew that trying to do anything during homeroom was useless. The plan was just to keep the kids from killing each other. “Mr. Turner, I’m not sure if it counts, but I got a house.”“Man, I just got a new skateboard.” The boy said before turning his attention to the kids sitting around him. It was homeroom. There were no assignments. No curriculum. Or standardized tests. It was just a way of splitting the school for lunches. A third went to lunch and then class, the middle third had lunch in the middle and the remaining teachers, like herself, went to class and then lunch. Miss Walter had been behaving so far. But it was also only the first day back. And Miss Lowery was not in class. She could burst through t
You ever wonder what Coach Kowalski would be like stoned? – CamilleIt was Saturday afternoon and her men had convinced Evie to spend the weekend at the clubhouse. Her only objections had been knowing that their neighbors knew when they were fucking. She was very vocal, and several of her students were here.Neither bothered her too much since she had just taken a shower following an extended nooner. As she walked towards the front doors, she found herself thinking that her men were going after her more then usual. Each time they led her to the playroom or one of their rooms, several brothers gave her a knowing smile. As she thought about this, she felt herself becoming wet. It would not be long before one of them noticed and she would be whisked away. Earlier she found herself pinned between them as they both plowed into her at the end of a hallway.All three had gone to get tested and she went back on birth control. This past Sunday was the first day of her second pill pack. It w
The worst part of a long ride is road ass. Sweat just pools between your ass and balls. – RoscoeInk and Tank were waiting out front with Toad. Law had received a message that they were about an hour out, then passed the message on and then went with Pagan and Werewolf to meet the Texas Renegades. Their visit was to be a surprise for Evie. To keep her occupied, they had pulled her up to Tank’s room. She certainly did not object to their attention. Although, they were sure that she was confused about the fact neither of them snuggled with her afterwards.Toad had knocked on the door shortly before the hour was up. Tank whispered to Evie that they had to go. Ink had started the shower for her while the other man tended to her after care.The low rumble of motorcycle engines could be heard in the distance. Slowly it increased, and began to grow louder.“I wonder how many came.” Ink said offhand. “From what I heard earlier; I’d say all three of you.” Toad said with a grin.Tank returned
You will always be my son’s little girl. No matter what. – Roscoe“Here, little girl.” Roscoe said hoarsely as he shoved a joint and lighter into her hand. With a watery smile, she asked her father-in-law, “What would Willie do?”He gave a little chuckle. “He’d take a deep breath, and he’d hold it and then he’d let it all go.”“Exactly.” She lit the joint and then took a deep draw on it, closing her eyes as memories flooded through her. There was no coughing, no harsh breathing and no odd faces. She let out her breath and then took another draw.Opening her eyes, Evie handed it over to Cookie who took a light pull on it. She shook her head at him and then let out her smoky breath. “Take a deep breath, son. This is not some cheap shit." The Renegades president said as he flung an arm around Evie’s shoulders. “That’s Renegades blend you have there.”With that he led Evie away from the crowd. “Are you happy, little girl?”“I am, Roscoe. They are good to me.”“Are they good men?”“Do y
Dad, you need to come and meet her men. Bring Roscoe. They need your blessing so she can move on. – LawTank and Ink had been kind with the man who looked like Cade in Evie’s pictures. They had allowed the older man to walk around with their woman. But the instant she got on the back of the other man’s bike, they both lost it.Cookie, Law, Riffraff and the musketeers were holding them back. Porthos let go of Ink and ran inside. A few minutes later, Trevor ducked out of the door. Clamping down on both of their shoulders, he yanked them back slightly. The Renegades had their hands on the now exposed side arms. Toad stood between the two groups trying to regain control. “Stand down, Renegades.” Roscoe said stepping up beside Toad. “What the hell is your problem?”“That’s our woman your man just took off with.” Ink spat out. Tank was silent and the Saints knew that he was on the verge of losing his shit.“You don’t want her being with anyone else, put a patch on her. You don’t want her
I don’t care how many men you have. They just need to treat you right. – IsaacIsaac pulled off to a little rest stop and parked in front of the pavilion. Evie swung her leg over the bike and took her helmet off. As they pulled out, she caught a glimpse of her men as they panicked.She needed to let them know that she was ok. “Eves? You okay?” Isaac asked concerned. “Give me just a second, daddy.” She said but didn’t walk away. He considered not listening, but listened anyway.“Hey, baby. No, I’m fine. I’m at the rest stop with my dad. I need to talk to him. They’ll probably give you hell. Yeah, you can give them some too. Just not too much. Okay, baby. I’ll be back to you and Ink in just a few.” She gave a little giggle. “Okay.” She said huskily. “I probably should be punished for that. Yes, Sir. Thank you, Sir.”Isaac watched as she hung up the phone and then held it to her chest. Her eyes were closed and there was the barest of smiles on her relaxed face.“You’re happy?”Nodding
Never thought I’d want one of my girls to be property. – IsaacThe group had moved inside the clubhouse and were sitting at some tables pulled together in the bar. Tensions were still high. But they had all relaxed. At least no one was currently plotting to kill anyone else. Every time the front door opened, Tank and Ink looked for Evie. Finally, she walked into the bar holding her dad’s hand. Unable to contain themselves, they both rushed to her.Isaac stepped out of the way as they both hugged and kissed her. He stepped away from his daughter and towards the Renegades. “Reed.” Her father said. Reed nodded before leaving. It was not long before he returned with a flat black box about twelve inches square. Sitting back down at the table, he passed the box to Isaac. “Eves,” Isaac said with his voice cracking. “We need to talk. Bring your men.”Tank wrapped an arm around her waist and Ink still held her hand as they approached the table. When they sat down in chairs next to each oth
You made them happy. Even if you never wear it again, remember how much they loved you. – ReedIsaac kissed his daughter on her forehead and then pushed her back towards her men. Isaac turned and picked up the box off the table. Aa he handed it over he met both men’s eyes before releasing the box. “If you decide to put a ring on her finger, let me know. I’d like to walk one of my daughters down the aisle.” He sighed. "They have a tendency to elope."Evie smiled as she ducked her head. “We will.” Tank said as Ink nodded accepting the box. He removed the lid and they looked at the collar inside. There was a semicircular solid piece of silver that was about a half inch around with a two key lock in the middle. The rest of the collar was three braided fine silver chains. On the chains were two small golden hearts that were free to move about. There were two silver chains that could be attached to the back. They would hang to just above her bra line, peeking out from beneath her hair.
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.