I have a hall pass and not afraid to use it. – RoscoeSunday afternoon the Renegades sat in the Saints bar with several Saints and bunnies. The bunny that Evie had approved for Roscoe sat in his lap looking at his cut with a look of confusion. “What’s wrong?” Roscoe asked the blonde. She was tall and skinny, with a tiny waist and large implant breasts. She wore a short black skirt, a skimpy red top and black heels. He told her to leave everything else off. It was just in his way. She turned her deep brown eyes toward him. Her blonde was from a bottle and her dark roots were beginning to show. He thought that she would look better with her natural brown hair against her olive skin, and had even told him so. She had just smiled with those full red lips and told him that wasn’t what men expected with club bunnies. He got the same response when he suggested toning down the dark makeup. With a quizzical look, she stated, “You don’t have names.”“Sure, we do. And you sure as hell knew h
St. Valentine. Patron Saint of love. You realize that we’re celebrating his execution, right? – Priscilla“Miss Lowery, I do like your paper on St. Valentine.” Evie said as a way of starting her last class of the day. “Very detailed information on his execution.”“Sorry, Miss. I was a little upset when I wrote it.” Priscilla explained. She didn’t want to admit that she was upset with one of the guys in class. He had asked her out and she had mistakenly thought that he was interested in her. When he pulled into a seedy motel for their date, Priscilla knew that she had been wrong about him. She had excused herself to the bathroom and called Camille. Ten minutes later, Athos had arrived at the door with Trevor, Tank and Molly. She had gone home, embarrassed and upset, and wrote her paper. The Saints never touched him. They didn’t have to. Tank knew the boys father and he arrived shortly after them. The door opened and the musketeers walked in. “Sorry, Miss, newspaper.” They all three
Everything is bigger in Texas. Except for the Tomlinson women. They are fun size. – Thomas“Over here.” Roscoe called as Tank crawled out of the small Cessna. “Fuck that’s small.” Tank grumbled as he stretched and Ink crawled out behind him.“Next time we take a C-130.” Ink stretched and then grabbed Evie around her waist and helped her out.Ink still had his hands on her as Tank removed the noise canceling headphones and blind fold. It took a moment for her eyes to adjust.“You brought me home.” She whispered as tears filled her eyes.Ink brushed her hair back. “We did.”“Well, Athos was right.”“What was my brother right about?” Tank asked as he imitated the motion. “He found out that the family has strip clubs and asked that if I didn’t marry you, if I would marry him.” She caressed his cheek before doing the same to Ink. “But he said after I found out where ya’ll were taking me, no one else would have a chance.”“Don’t make me have to kill my brother.” Tank requested. “He could
I promise we don’t bite. Well, I don’t. – DixieTank and Ink were sitting at a table with Roscoe, Reed and a few other Renegades while Evie played darts with Jack. He was only a few years older than her and extremely handsome. At first, they were both leery about her going off with a man from her past.Evie smiled at her men before kissing them both. “I’m the right make, but the wrong model for Jack. Besides, he could never fill me like you two do.”After a few more kisses, she had gone over to the dart boards and played a game. Whenever Jack would start to get the upper hand, they could hear her say something. He would miss completely and her laughter would float across the room. “That’s got to be the most beautiful thing I’ve heard in years.” Dale, an old Hispanic man wearing a Dallas Cowboys t-shirt under his cut, said with a smile. “You two made our girl happy again.”“She makes us happy too.” Ink said as they both smiled at her as Jack gave her a death glare. She threw her last
She killed my son. She led him into a life of sin and killed him. – JoyEvie took Tank and Ink around Austin on Saturday. They had their picture taken in front of street art, the state capital, governor’s mansion and various statues. Had street tacos, local draft beers, Bar-B-Q and fruiteria. She took turns riding with both of them. They held hands and exchanged light kisses.Abiding by Roscoe’s request, they wore the Renegades cuts. They both felt more comfortable as Saints, but with the wide berth and respect they received, they understood why it was requested.They met her sister and her family at a park. Tank surprised her family with his tenderness and willingness to play with the kids. And not just the twin toddlers, but the infant triplets also. Ink was patient as he explained every visible tattoo. Sometimes multiple times.Their parents joined them and were also impressed. After an hour or so, Ink kissed Evie’s cheek and said he’d be right back. About five minutes later, he re
Law, why did I not see it? If I had noticed before, they would still be alive. I shouldn’t be a teacher. – EvieDixie and the triplets were sitting on the couch together in the living room. A cheesy rom-com played on the big screen TV across from the couch. They were laughing at the antics of the would-be suitor who was failing at getting the girl.Ink and Tank came down the stairs and into the room. Isiah paused the movie and they all stood up. With a motion from Dixie, they followed the parents outside to a patio. With the sun setting, the temperature was going down too. Israel lit the fire pit as Dixie got drinks and Isaac lit the tiki torches.“Mosquitoes are already out this year.” Isiah said sitting down in one of the chairs. They all settled in around the fire pit.“Does she tell you about them?”“Yes, ma’am.” Ink answered. “Our first night together was in November. We stayed up late talking. Mainly about them.” Tank added. “After she fell asleep, we talked. It felt right.
There’s nothing better than being between the men you love. – DixieTank and Ink both thought about the first time that they had shared a sub. It was a hell of a time and they understood why the other two men were drawn to it.“Daniel was home for a month right after Evie turned eighteen. He knew her. Knew us. And we knew that he would take care of her and teach her right. He would show her that she might submit, but she was still be herself.” Dixie said. “Well, I knew. They weren’t so sure.”“But when she came home, she was what he wanted. He admitted that he tried not to. But Cade was also drawn to her.” She explained and they thought that her husbands were hearing this for the first time. “After the first night, they were done for. She came to me confused, she wanted them both and they were okay with it. I told her to give herself some time to think about it.”Israel smiled his understanding. “She stayed out of the club for a while. They never once looked at another woman. And then
The best part of a trip is coming home to sleep in your own bed. – InkTrue to their promise, they headed home the next morning. The parents insisted on riding with them back to the clubhouse. They were surprised to find about a dozen Renegades and Ladies ready to ride with them. “I told you, Renegades don’t ride alone.” Roscoe explained. “We won’t be going this time; Kristen went into labor this morning. I’ve already called Toad and he’s expecting you tomorrow.”Tank led the group with Ink riding with Ryan in road captain position. The parents rode in the middle of the pack. Evie traded off between her men, just as her mother did.Early afternoon the following day, they pulled into the clubhouse. Evie squeezed Ink’s waist after he parked and helmets were removed. “Thank you for taking me home.” She said in his ear.“Anytime, pet.” He smiled before kissing her. Tank helped her off the bike and took a kiss of his own. “I wish your trip home would have been better.”“I don’t.” She sm
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.