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The Biker's Rules 55 A war has begun
Date = 21 JanuaryPlace = San Francisco (UCSF Mission Bay Medical) (Uncle John’s house)POV - DamionBoring, boring, boring! Can anything be worse than going from one place of waiting for tests to the next place, waiting for more tests? At least I’m about done, just a brain scan left, but they shifted an emergency in before us.I understand the situation, it’s just that I’m not very good at waiting and sitting motionless for long periods of time. My leg is bumping up and down impatiently; neither waiting nor patience are even in the first one hundred things I’m good at. Sitting still is a challenge for me … it’s always been. A mischievous grin creeps over my face as I recall the number of times I got in trouble at school for this exact reason.This quarterly checkup that Mark insists on is the worst part of my job.I take a sip from my Starbucks coffee, envying Sean sitting quietly in his chair reading a magazine. Shifting in the chair for probably the hundredth time, I give the girl a
The Biker's Rules 56 Surprise surprise
Date = 21 JanuaryPlace = San Francisco (Haunted house)POV - MelaenaWe’ve been here for hours now. The misty rain outside chills the already cold wind blowing through the tiny window a few more degrees. Covered in goosebumps I pull the thin blanket tighter and move closer to Luke, hoping to transfer more of my body heat over to him and vice versa. The movement wakes Kiara and her eyes flick open, catching mine over the little guy’s head.We just silently stare at each other, drained loopy eyes looking but not seeing. I know exactly what she’s thinking, that she’s uncomfortable with everything, but she keeps quiet.We’ve jigged up a plan A, and it needs to work, cause there is no plan B or C as backups. Kiara is not happy with it, and yes I know it’s risky at best, but it’s the only shot we have.The tiny bean in my tummy seems to tap all my energy and I swear I’m too tired to even close my stiff eyes. I’ve cried out every single tear in my body, and used up a lifetime of mindless pra
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
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 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 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 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 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
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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
