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The Biker's Rules 26 Killer clowns
Date = 12 NovemberPlace = San Francisco (Inferno)POV - Melaena“So, what’s your problem?” Kiara is watching me with big eyes and a knowing expression on her pretty face.Not really knowing what to tell her, I look down from the VIP section through the ‘magic’ glass, as we call it — it separates the main clubbing area below with huge glass panes that can switch from normal to one-way glass or frosted, depending on what you want.Comfortable pine seating booths are situated alongside the glass wall, and we’re seated at one of them.Right now the glass is switched to normal, so that both sides can see through, and my gaze sweeps over the dancing mass below — anxious as if I’m sitting on needles and pins — to seek out the stage and the guys on it.There are five of them tonight. Damion (yes, he can sing too), and the regular quartet band my brothers bring into the club as a side act to attract the ladies. Enrique’s strategy — more pretty ladies attract more men who buy more drinks.Indee
The Biker's Rules 27 Call my name
Date = 12 NovemberPlace = San Francisco (Inferno)POV - DamionA bone-piercing scream flies through the club and my heart skips a beat, pulling my intestines into a tight knot. It came from the VIP section and somehow I know it was Mel.I hightail it for the stairs, prying myself from groping hands in the rabble, resisting the need to punch my way through, while I struggle to take small painful breaths.“Fucking MOVE!” I shout at a group clouding the bottom of the stairs, trying to enter the VIP section. They move. I reach the next floor and stop dead in my tracks.Mel is a dead weight in Alejandro’s arms, blood trickling from her throat. He runs to Enrique’s office, I follow, and he puts her down on the sofa.My demons slowly crawl from their shadows and dread freezes me to the spot as the panic starts to rise in my throat. I gag and swallow, putting my hand on my chest to try and crush the anguish where a demonic finger is tearing and ripping through my heart. I can’t lose her. I ca
The Biker's Rules 28 No laughing matter
Date = 13 NovemberPlace = San Francisco (Damion’s house)POV - MelaenaI wake up with a jump, coughing frantically as a bunch of water is dumped on my face. I holler as the now wet shirt clings to my body and I glare to find whoever is responsible for this brutality. My eyes fall on my oh-so-lovely doggone cotton-picking brother, the evidence of the crime still in his hand. He grins from ear to ear before sprinting away.“Jackson blooming Blackburn!” I scream while pulling back the blanket from my soaked body and bolt after him.“I’m going to kill you and then make sure your sperm can’t reproduce!” I hear him howling from somewhere in the house and I run point-blank into a hard solid chest. Strong arms grab my waist and hoist me in the air before I can fall smack on my face.“Careful, girl.” He’s dressed in faded jeans and a T-shirt.From behind his friend, Jackson watches me with a huge grin and I feel like slapping him to smithereens. Damion drops me on my feet and tilts his head.“
The Biker's Rules 29 A mother's love
Date = 13 NovemberPlace = San Francisco (Grimm house)POV - MelaenaAfter a few hundred strides, my hormone level settles, and I notice I’m hitting some sort of wood. There is a designated path and I keep on it in order to avoid getting lost.Hell, I’ve touched his penis. And it was hard … and huge — the biggest on the track — if you believe the gossip.Then I broke it with my foot.I’m such an idiot. I soak in the stupendous beauty of my surroundings, trying to forget my own stupidity.The sunlight battles to penetrate the green tree canopy and only bits and pieces reach the ground where verdant fields flow seemingly indefinitely. Colorful flowers break the sea of green and I even spot little critters attempting to hide in the lush forestry. Even in broad daylight, this place feels like it belongs in a novel.I wonder where the pathway leads, and keep going, increasing my pace, just in case I’m being followed. Suddenly the forest clears into a pasture and the bright light of the sun
The Biker's Rules 30 Starting over
Date = 13 NovemberPlace = San Francisco (Grimm house)POV - MelaenaHe walks up the stairs and abruptly drops me onto his bed — again.“Are you mentally crazy or just stupid? You can’t just run off like that! What if D got to you before I did? Are you trying to get raped or something?” He seems truly worried. I swallow down some spit. I never thought about that.“Don’t you lecture me,” I point a finger at his nose, “If you didn’t chase off all the guys in school I would have touched a penis before now.” He growls possessively, still looking at me as if he wants to eat me alive — it unravels me. “And I would not have run off or killed our offspring.” My mind is mooch.“Our?” What? “Fuck.” Another growl.He grabs me unexpectedly and kisses me — a hard desperate kiss that bruises my lips but is in no way any less erotic than any of the previous ones, and then he pushes me away.“And stop kissing me just to push me away, I feel like a flipping yo-yo.” I try not to yell at him, but it’s fr
The Biker's Rules 31 The meeting
Date = 14 NovemberPlace = San Francisco (Monarch Street, Alameda)POV - DamionIt’s around 9 pm and we drive down the quiet little street to where we’re supposed to meet Scarface (the nickname Mel gave Harry). He’s chosen his location carefully — this entire area is remote and dark.But remote areas are The San Francisco Boys’ hot spots — to perform and tape sometimes illegal stunts you need dim and distant places off the beaten track. So we happen to be familiar with most of them around the bay.We use this little area to prepare sets for high-risk performances, because of its location and proportions. And based on the comments from our viewers, it makes rather entertaining videos.Dad, Uncle John, and Alberto Garcia are in the backseat of an armored black Chevy Suburban SUV driven by armed bodyguards. While we are on our Reaper dirt bikes, dressed up in the same outfits used by co-op government officials — sponsored by Uncle John’s company of course.And thanks to Blackburn Inc. we
The Biker's Rules 32 The setup
Date = 16 NovemberPlace = San Francisco (Damion’s house)POV - DamionI wake up feeling a little squashed and I can’t move. I open my eyes and stare straight at the obstacle.What the hell? The root of my problem is draped across my legs — topless.“Holy fucking shit!” I jump up.The almost naked girl falls over and lands on the floor with a soft moan.What the fuck? I pinch myself making sure it’s not a dream.There is a girl … who is not Mel … in my house … only wearing panties. I sneak a peek at the naked breasts glaring at me, the luscious body.She’s not ugly, I must admit that much, but my dick doesn’t even move. Not one little twitch.How did she get in here?Last night, exhausted after two days of grueling training sessions, I fell asleep on my couch, still in my under-racing outfit — thank luck for that I guess.Frustrated I slam the coffee table top with my palm, waking the girl on the floor. She complains but sits up and grabs her head in her hands.I’m hungry and tired and
The Biker's Rules 33 The race
Date = 16 NovemberPlace = San Francisco (Argyll MX - Dixon)POV – Damion“I know you’re going to smash them dead, little bro,” I say to my brother. Today is his first international surfing competition. I wish I could be there for him. Luckily Mom and Dad are cheering him on. And knowing how my mother performs at my races, he’s in for a very embarrassing treat. That lady can put on a show that would shame even Jerry Springer.“Coach says I have a chance to win this thing,” he says in his preteen I-am-so-cool way, but the quiver in his voice is a dead giveaway of his excitement.The next moment Jackson comes crashing from outside and falls onto me, almost causing me to lose my balance.“Shit!” I lock my knees to hold us up. “Watch it, dude.”“What?” Luke asks through the phone.“No, sorry, I was talking to Jackson. Listen, brother, good luck out there, and ask Mom to take lots of pictures and videos so I can watch the whole thing later. But I gotta go now.”“Sure thing. And you win your
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The Biker's Rules 65 Wedding bells
Date = 1 September (about 1 year later)Place = San Francisco (Grimm house)Melaena Blackburn = 21 years oldDamion Grimm = 22 years oldXamos = 1 year old (born 15 August the previous year)(You get to meet the little girls Leyla, Lili, and River in Book 2) (Ethan is Thalia’s little 10 year old brother)POV – DamionDamion: I’m sure that from lack of use, my sperm grew legs and looks like frogs instead of tadpoles! But it’s gonna be fixed before the night is over (winking-face emoji)(hot-pepper emoji)(eggplant emoji)I touch my crotch with a groan, abstinence from Mel is definitely not my thing. These last weeks have been torture, being in bed next to the woman of my dreams, and the closest I got to touch her was a hug. Fuck, a day without sex with Mel is a fudging long time, two weeks is a fudging excruciating fierce eternity … a month … that’s just plain torturing hell.These four weeks without sex were even worse than the six I had to wait after the baby was born.This no-sex shit
The Biker's Rules 64 Wedding surprise
Date = 15 August (about 6 months later) = Enrique’s wedding (Book 2)Place = San Francisco (where the haunted house was)POV - Damion“Hey, son, where is Mel … she needs to get dressed?” Judging by the sound of her voice, Mom is panicking. Why is everyone so on edge? I mean, since we left the club Enrique phoned once … the other bridesmaids three times … and this must be Mom’s fifth call. Hell, it’s just a wedding. And not ours. And there’s still time.“We’re still at the building site …” I calmly explain … again. “We got what we came for.” And what we came for is a tiny piece of blue jewelry… for the bride.Mel got a blue angel charm to hang on her new sister-in-law’s bracelet today as her ‘something blue’. And apparently, it’s very important — a crucial part of the wedding. And that would be why we are back here at the haunted house construction site instead of getting ready at Inferno.“We’ll be there,” I pause slightly to calculate the time it will take us to get there, “in about t
The Biker's Rules 63 The best treasure
Date = 14 FebruaryPlace = San Francisco (different places)POV - MelaenaI rush through the door of his house with my 3 followers to see Luke’s face lighting up from the exact sofa where the experiment took place.He jumps up and down excitedly before literally throwing me the next clue. Damn, will I ever get used to the Grimm boys and their wild ways? All 3 of them are over-energetic cocky bouncing blobs of sexy cuteness. I wonder how poor Haley manages sometimes. Does she ever get tired?I know for a fact that Luke got called into the principal’s office twice this week alone, and his brother was no better when he was in school. And as far as I understand from Alejandro’s stories, he too was the same.But right now the littlest devil’s naughty hazel eyes are waiting anxiously for me to open the envelope.I know you're hungry – go grab some food at the place where I declared my love openly for you in a song – and where you called my name. “Let me guess — we’re going to have lunch at
The Biker's Rules 62 Watch it burn
Date = 14 FebruaryPlace = San Francisco (different places)POV - MelaenaSuddenly the looming darkness of the house we’ve just stopped at is not that dark anymore.I know the things and lives we’ve lost here will always leave a hole. My hand rubs over my tummy. But the sadness will go away … we all have a bright future ahead … a wonderful happy one.I will help every San Francisco boy to find happiness and a love that can heal them. A love like ours. But knowing my boys it’s not going to be an easy task.A red fire truck from Station 34 is parked next to the house and the men are standing around as if they’re waiting for us.“Can I have the keys to the car?” one fireman asks politely. Alejandro hands it over, knowing that he must be working with Axel.“I’ll make sure to get it back to your place.” He walks away and I’m not sure how we’re going to get back to my place, but it seems that at least Kiara’s car will make it there.I walk through the weathered door to find Jackson sitting o
The Biker's Rules 61 A new grave
Date = 14 FebruaryPlace = San Francisco (graveyard)POV - MelaenaI shift my legs into a more comfortable position where I sit on the freshly-planted green grass covering the small heap of the grave site, and then I place the red flowers against the newly erected marble tombstone. A few tears roll down my cheek and I wipe them away anxiously with my hand. I didn’t know it was possible to feel so devastatingly sad losing someone you didn’t even truly know. Fudge jackets, it’s so unfair.Hatred for Harry, for Darren, for Lucinda … for the whole fudge-upped Brown family … boils through me. But most of all I hate my grandfather. How can one person be so cruel? Even after Alejandro explained that Alexander must have been a psychopath, someone without any feelings, I still can’t comprehend it totally.I put my hand against the cold stone that’s now the only indication of the life that was lost and buried deep in the earth underneath. And for what? Revenge? Money? Power?And in the end, Harr
The Biker's Rules 60 Waking up
Date = 23 JanuaryPlace = San Francisco (UCSF Mission Bay Medical)POV – MelaenaLike a black-and-white movie in color, I see Kiara smile at me, holding a picture in her hands. I don’t want to look at it, but I can’t seem to look away. Her mouth moves but no words come out. A blob on the gray picture starts beating in rhythm with the noise in my ears. A heartbeat. A baby. My baby. Damion’s baby.Beep! Beep! Beep! I open my eyes. A green light blinks … on; off; on; off.It’s bothersome. A turn signal. The car rolls, tumbles, crashes … the indicator light flashes alone in the darkness. The air is voided with sound. I scream for help but it’s only in my head, no sound escapes. Through the shattered window I see a man standing in the shadows, like a ghost, watching … his face locked in terror, his gray eyes filled with guilt. It’s dad.Beep! Beep! Something drips on the bonnet of the car like single drops of rain. Blood. My father is standing next to the wreckage, his face full of pain,
The Biker's Rules 59 Beans and heroes
Date = 21 January (late at night)Place = San Francisco (UCSF Mission Bay Medical)POV - Damion“Get Dr. Burden on the phone, now!” My aching head lifts a fraction from my knees on hearing Doc Barney’s voice. He is standing at the nursing station a few feet from my chair. Something in his posture alerts my non-functioning brain as he takes the phone over the counter.“Dr. Burden? Doc Barney from ER. Melaena Blackburn is here — level 2, your name is on her chart and listed as her main care provider. Anything I need to know?” He rambles the information off.He looks confused and surprised, pouting his mouth.“Neh!” he shouts out in shock. Something is off.His eyes that land on me, accusingly, mixed with confusion and worry, confirm the dread that sparks through my body. A spark that, at this point in time, I wish would electrocute itself and die out because I’m done. I’m so fucking done.I want to shout at him, but my tongue is stuck to the top of my mouth and all I can do is stare back
The Biker's Rules 58 Winning and losing
Date = 21 JanuaryPlace = San Francisco (Haunted house)POV - DamionGuppy winks secretly at me before he slams the door of the van closed. They’ve handed me over to two other gang members, looking like Homer-Simpson-twins. I adjust my hands behind my back slightly, making sure the loose ropes don’t fall off prematurely and ruin the plan. Turning my head to the right I give the guy my cockiest lopsided grin, the one that makes girls weak in the knees and wet between the legs. Guess it won’t have quite the same effect here though.I watch as the van drives off, and my smile turns slightly sinister. I hope the meeting between the boys and our new allies works as planned.But even though I know they’re ready to infiltrate the house at any moment, I’m not totally relaxed — I have a bad omen about all this. I need to play my part collectively … no place for errors. I need to create a distraction so the boys can move in secretly. It’s probably the only advantage we have …“So do you guys wat
The Biker's Rules 57 Haunted history
Date = 21 JanuaryPlace = San Francisco (Uncle John’s house)(Opera House)POV - Damion“Let’s get ready, guys,” Uncle John shouts as soon as we walk through the hermetic sliding door of the underground bunker.Uncle John shouts out orders at the people working down here with some sophisticated equipment any spying agency will kill to have … all part of Blackburn Inc. Jesse goes to a high-tech computer area to get acquainted with the other nerds who are going to help track us.“Guys, grab some clothes,” Logan points to a large walk-in room filled with tactical clothing — in black, navy, gray, brown, camo, and dark green — complete with every possible extra you can think of. We quickly suit up.“You all know that the company created this new tracking device. You spray it onto the skin and it leaves an invisible tracker that makes it possible to locate the person for at least two days. It’s some next-level outer-space shit this,” Logan explains, walking around the room spraying all of us
