All Chapters of Devil’s Saints: Taz: Chapter 181 - Chapter 190

We’ve all been there. We want to know if you’ve been there yet. – KaranThe next morning the girls arrived in the kitchen earlier than usual. The brothers did too. As the dining hall began to fill, Karan picked up Knuckles plate and coffee and motioned for him to follow. “We can’t question her about the big date and anything after if you’re sitting in there.” Karan said setting the plate and coffee down. “You too, Cookie. I’ll bring you a plate. And you already know that she’s going to decline your proposal.”James laughed as he sat across from Knuckles and a surly Cookie joined them. “Anything happen afterwards?”“Nope.” Knuckles said tucking back into his breakfast. “Don’t think I could go that long without getting laid.” Cookie grumbled as he watched Karan getting his plate together through the window. “I think you’re proposing to the wrong woman.” Knuckles advised. Cookie glared at him as Karan brought the plate over and placed it on the table. Sh

Heard what happened, take the day. Let me know if you need tomorrow. – WerewolfKnuckles lay on the bed with Nessie asleep on his shoulder. He knew that the brothers had heard her screaming at night. Before they had started sleeping together, he had heard it. He had been the one to force her door open to make sure that she was okay. After that night, her door was never locked at night.Cameras were added the next day as a precaution. Whoever was on screen duty was to always have a camera on her. At first, there were no exceptions. When she and Knuckles started getting serious, he became the one exception. He had only turned them off once. They turned audio off the majority of the time. He knew that the club was aware that nothing was going on between them. It was hard to hide that fact when someone always saw what was going on. The majority of the club had heard her screaming herself awake, her whimpering in her sleep. They had seen her be startled into a pani

It’s my choice, not yours. Deal with it. – Havi“What’s going on?” Toad asked sitting back down and pulling out his whiskey. “The decoy for Nessie was shot at last night, morning for us.” Came the answer as Werewolf grabbed sodas out of the mini fridge. “Is she okay?” the president asked as he poured whiskey into two travel mugs.“They missed and she was Israeli special forces, I’ll let you guess what Havi had to say about them.” They tapped their mugs together in cheers and both took deep drinks.“Havi? I think I met her a few years back.” Toad said topping off his drink. “She was here for another job. Her and Dom did not get along. At all.”“Yeah. I remember all that now. It was before Whip. Who was she with then?” Toad leaned back in his chair and propped his boots on the corner of the desk. “Tammy? Tommy? Hell, tits or dick?”“Tits, I think. Tory?” he imitated his presidents pose from the couch. “Pretty sure it started with a T. Tiffany?”

Nollaig Chridheil! Or for yeh English speakers, Happy Christmas! – NessieNessie’s alarm went off as always and Knuckles shoved it off the table. It fell to the floor and bounced under the bed. Still going off and even more annoying. Nessie laughed as Knuckles wrapped himself around her grumbling about the alarm. “Can’t those assholes feed themselves today?” “In me kitchen?”“Ugh, I know the answer to that. How long does that fucking alarm go off?”She laughed some more and turned in his arms and kissed him. “Happy Christmas.”“Mmmmm….” He smiled against her lips before kissing her again. “Nollaig Chridheil.”“Acht!” Nessie exclaimed. “I’ve been practicing.” Knuckles admitted. “Do you want your presents now, later or a little of both?”“I didn’t get yeh much.” She told him.“You don’t have to get me anything.” He said as he began to kiss her on her neck. “You already gave me what I wanted.”Confused, she asked, “What did I give yeh

I know it’s not your birthday, but you’ve been here a year and the anniversary cards seemed a little weird. – DocNessie had been at the clubhouse for one year. There were days that it was hard to believe that it had already been a year. There were others that she questioned if it had only been a year. This morning she woke up to Knuckles kissing her and telling her happy clubhouse anniversary. She had laughed at him and thought very little about it.The girls had decorated her office and made her a cake. Several of the brothers brought her cards and trinkets to commemorate her first year. Siobhan and Toad sent her a bouquet of flowers. Brute brought her some plants for her greenhouse. She was completely overwhelmed by the outpouring of love. Three weeks later, when the kitchen celebrated one year, most of it was repeated.Trigg was supposed to host Founders Night at Pop’s Place. He called Toad and Nessie asking if she could cook. His clubhouse was willing to p