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Total pages in book: 102
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One by one, she watched The Last Riders find their happily ever after with women who weren’t her. The one that hurt the most was Reaper. But, even with the dagger that had been lodged deep in her heart, she still held hope that this time, finally, she would be given the winning hand. And what do you think she was given? Not the hot, badass biker she was expecting. He wasn’t bad, nor was he a biker. He was hot, though. While one out of three sucked, it wasn’t worth her giving up The Last Riders for. Of course that didn’t prevent her from taking him out for a test drive, either. Until … she found out the road ahead wouldn’t be the same without him. Until … she didn’t want to ride with anyone else. Until … she reached the curve in the road where she had to make a choice. Either leave The Last Riders to continue the ride with a man who might ultimately give her that winning hand, or leave him.
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“There but for the grace of God, go I.”

-John Bradford

Chapter One

“What are you doing here? I thought you left an hour ago.”

Jewell used her hip to shove a sheaf of unmade boxes onto the metal shelf next to her. “I’m just restocking the supplies, so when work starts back up on the third, you won’t have to listen to everyone complaining it wasn’t done before they left for the holidays.”

“No one will be complaining to me.”

Making a mocking face at Shade, she picked up a roll of bubble wrap, carrying it to the mailing station to slide onto the empty rolling arm. “Not to your face, but they will behind your back.”

“And that would concern me, how?”

“It wouldn’t, which is another thing I’ll have to listen to the brothers complain about when I come back on the fifth.”

“The brothers, not the women?”

Jewell spared another minute to give him another mocking look. “The women would cut off their big toes before they would complain about anything you do. Unfortunately, the brothers don’t care how fine your ass looks in those jeans you’re wearing.”

Jewell didn’t expect Shade to show any amusement at her humor and wasn’t concerned when his somber face didn’t crack a smile.

“Finish up what you’re doing. Everyone will be waiting on us to begin opening the presents.”

“You go ahead. I’ll be ten minutes behind you.”

“Now, Jewell.”

At the sound of the metal door of the building flying open, both Shade and she turned to see his son staring at them apologetically.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean for the door to hit the side of building.”

The transformation of Shade in his children’s presence never failed to lighten her mood. Despite how miserable she was with her personal life, she could appreciate how happy Shade was with his.

“What’s the rush, John?”

“Mom sent me to get you. She said you’re taking too long.”

“Did she send you because Lily is tired of you and Clint is bugging her to open your presents?”

John’s serious expression cracked Jewell up. John was a miniature Shade.

“No, she wants your help with Mae.”

“Then let’s not keeping our ladies waiting.” Reaching out a hand, he onehandedly lifted John to his shoulders.

Turning back to her, Shade gave her a stern look that showed he meant business. “Hurry it up, Jewell.”

Jewell gave him a jaunty salute. “I’ll be right behind you.”

Alone, she quickly finished the tasks that would help the workers in starting immediately. Her hand was on the light switch when she glanced toward the popcorn machine. She could tell from the slack that it was empty. Forget it, she told herself, her finger tensing as she was about to pull the switch downward.

“Dammit.” Jewell stomped her way into the supply room. She couldn’t not do it. Rider would take an hour to do a five-minute job.

Dragging the large box to the popcorn machine, she went back to the supply room for the step ladder and the box cutter. Cutting the box open, she pulled out the humongous, plastic bag of Styrofoam popcorn. Normally, all she would have to do was lower the bag, but Train hadn’t gotten around to repair the lever that lowered it. So, climbing the ladder, Jewell lifted the filled popcorn bag, raising it over her head to dump the contents inside the machine.

As she did, the metal ring of the machine swung backward and forward. Irritated, Jewell pushed it back, the forceful shove sending the metal swinging again. Stupidly, she tried to show her dominance and shoved it back again. The machine, deciding not to be outdone, started swinging madly. Seeing the thing coming toward her, she tried to block it with her arm, but she had gauged the direction wrong and was hit in the stomach.

Trying another tactic, she reached out to grab the metal circle. At the same time, it went backward. Losing her balance, Jewell found herself taking a nosedive to the empty mail cart below, followed with a rain of popcorn covering her.

Blowing a popcorn out of her mouth, she started contemplating the decisions she had made in her life.

“I’ll be goddamn! Motherfucking shit! Why am I even still here?” she screeched out loud.

Releasing the frustration and dissatisfaction she had been bottling up for the last year felt so good that it was almost euphoric. The overwhelming release of the emotions she had been suppressing had her spewing even more grievances at herself.

“Your ass should be in Ohio, getting laid, which is where you would be if some cockamamie hillbilly hadn’t told you that you would regret leaving!” she snarled out to the empty warehouse. “Guess what, Ginny? I fucking do!” she mocked Ginny’s promise that she would regret leaving Treepoint when she had decided to accept Arin’s job offer in Ohio. Ginny had also promised her feelings for Reaper would change, insinuating she might develop feelings for someone else.

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Train’s Clash (Biker Bitches #4) Read Online Jamie Begley http://www.ilovenovels.com/trains-clash-biker-bitches-4-read-online-jamie-begley Sat, 12 Dec 2020 14:03:24 +0000 http://www.booksnovels.com/trains-clash-biker-bitches-4-read-online-jamie-begley Genre: Alpha Male, Bad Boy, Biker, Contemporary, Erotic, MC, Romance, Suspense Authors: Jamie Begley Series: Biker Bitches Series by Jamie Begley
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Total pages in book: 141
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Beware of what you wish for; it might just come true. Train swore never to let a woman get under his skin unless it meant forever, and forever only meant belonging to The Last Riders. He had believed his one brief sexual encounter with Killyama was a hit it and quit it. Instead, her green eyes haunted his memories. Then when he tried to convince the woman he was serious as his “more the merrier” lifestyle became a painful reminder of the life he lived, Killyama used his own club against him to keep him from what he wanted. Killyama was holding out for a man who could offer her forever, and Train wasn’t the forever kind of man. He was a Mr. Here and Now; the wicked warrior in her dreams. He might be a walking, talking sex machine, but she needed more than that. So, until he proved she was the only one sharing his bed, the only part of her body he was going to see was her ass walking away.
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Prologue

Killyama juggled the grocery bag in one hand and a six-pack of beer in the other as she unlocked the door. Swinging it inward, she walked inside then slammed it shut with her foot.

“Don’t bother helping,” she snapped at the man lounging on the couch.

He clicked the remote, turning off the television, and then stood indolently, his tall body only hinting at the muscles underneath the faded denim and T-shirt. He walked toward her as she set the groceries and beer on the counter.

Turning back toward him, she was met with a hard smack across the face that sent her back against the counter.

As her fingers went to the corner of her mouth, coming away with blood, he taunted, “You’re getting slow.”

At that, Killyama swung her fist out, trying to nail him in the gut, but he sidestepped and caught her fist. Then she jerked her other hand up, nailing him under the chin. However, he didn’t release her.

They began to struggle against each other. He knocked her against the round table next to the kitchen table, causing his dirty breakfast plate to fall to the floor as she found herself lying back across the table. Taking her shot, she lifted her booted foot to kick him in the balls as he tried to pin her hands to the table.

“Son of a fucking bitch! You always go for the balls.”

“Hammer, if you know that, you should watch them better.” Killyama snickered, sitting up on the table as he bent over, trying to catch his breath from the pain.

When he regained himself, he hobbled to the counter, taking a beer out of the carton and twisting off the top. “Want one?”

“What do you think?”

Hammer tossed one to her then watched as she opened the bottle.

“Getting bored already?” she asked.

He took a long drink of his own beer before answering, “Yes. I don’t know why you have to live in this small-ass town.”

“I like it, and my friends are all here. You don’t have to stay. You could stay anywhere you want.”

“That’s true, but who would watch your back?”

Killyama snorted. “Who would watch yours?”

Hammer set his beer down on the counter. “I got called up for an assignment.”

“How bad?” She kept her expression neutral, knowing he would mock any concern she had.

“If they call me in, it’s bad.” He began picking up the broken dishes from the floor, tossing them into the trash. “Do you know where my paperwork is, in case I don’t come back?”

Her hand tightened on the beer as she took another sip. It wasn’t strong enough to numb the fear she felt over him leaving.

“They say Fiji is nice this time of year,” she joked past the lump in her throat, knowing that was what he expected of her.

“I can pick my own crew,” he told her, ignoring her attempt at humor.

She narrowed her eyes at him, seeing the impassivity on his face, before he quickly lowered his eyes.

“Don’t—”

“I need him. He’s the best chopper pilot in hot areas. If I’m going to bring my men out of there alive, I need him.”

“Or none of you will come out alive; is that what you’re trying to say?”

Hammer crossed his arms over his chest. “Yeah, I guess it is.”

Finishing her beer, Killyama scooted off the table and placed the empty bottle next to his. “I guess it doesn’t matter what I say. I’ve begged you to quit taking these assignments, yet you still do. Now you’re going to take—”

“Dammit, Rae, I don’t want to leave with you pissed off at me!”

“Then you’re shit out of luck!” she snapped, picking up her car keys.

“Where are you going? I need to leave in an hour.”

“Drive your own damn self to the airport, or get Jonas to drive you.”

“I was kinda hoping you would tell Jonas for me.”

She scoffed. “I guess you’re really super fucked, then.” Angrily, she went to the door where she paused, her hand on the doorknob. She tried to control the tremble in her voice, not wanting to expose the turmoil that had her wanting to beg him to stay, as she told him without looking back, “Be careful.”

“I will.”

Killyama nodded, opening the door, and then paused again. “Do me a favor?”

“What?”

“Make sure you bring Train back. If anyone’s going to kill that fucker, it’s going to be me.”

“Tell me again, exactly, why the hell we’re sitting in the parking lot of Sex Piston’s beauty shop?”

Train ignored Rider’s aggravated complaining, watching for the woman who drove him crazy. Any other time, Killyama would be hanging out at Sex Piston’s shop. However, they had been sitting there for the last couple of hours with a no-show from her.

“You’re going to miss your flight.”

Train ignored Rider’s reminder for the third time, but he did glance down at his watch, seeing Rider was right; whether she showed up or not, he was going to have to leave.

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Merry Blissmas (Biker Bitches #3) Read Online Jamie Begley http://www.ilovenovels.com/merry-blissmas-biker-bitches-3-read-online-jamie-begley Sat, 12 Dec 2020 14:03:24 +0000 http://www.booksnovels.com/merry-blissmas-biker-bitches-3-read-online-jamie-begley Genre: Alpha Male, Bad Boy, Biker, Contemporary, Erotic, MC, Romance, Suspense Authors: Jamie Begley Series: Biker Bitches Series by Jamie Begley
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Naughty What can I say? I’m not a nice person. When I walk by, people call me a slut, and I’m okay with that. I believe in calling a spade a spade. I am a slut. With the holidays approaching, I miss belonging to The Last Riders. Drake’s keeping me warm, but he wants more than I can give. He wants me to trust him, to believe he can protect me. Doesn’t he know Santa put me on the Naughty List long ago? Nice What can I say? I’m a nice guy and have always done the responsible thing. Bliss is everything I shouldn’t want, but it’s hard to resist a woman who stopped believing in miracles. She wants to be back with The Last Riders, whom she considers her true family. Doesn’t she know it’s Christmas, and miracles do happen?
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Chapter 1

“Do you think Willa would like this one?”

Bliss looked up from the mound of scarves on the display table to the one Ginny was holding up. The pale colors and pretty pattern would suit Willa, but the scarf was lame. Bliss didn’t voice her opinion, however. Instead, she said, “She’ll love it.”

Bliss hated scarves unless they were tied around her wrists. The thought had her turning from the table to cross to the one with the Christmas jewelry display, the fake stones glistening under the store lighting. One in particular with glittering reds and golds caught her eye. It was a golden Christmas tree pendant with shining red ornaments.

Christmas was coming earlier every year. It wasn’t even Halloween yet, and stores wanted everyone to start their holiday shopping.

It wouldn’t be long before the women at the clubhouse put up the Christmas tree. As soon as Halloween was over, Raci would make the men drag the artificial tree out of the attic. Rider would steal kisses as he helped decorate. Train would hang back and do what no one else wanted to do, storing all the boxes away when they were done. Viper and Winter would laugh and tell them they were over decorating the tree. The other members would fuss about it going up so early then move into the kitchen and make apple cider punch, which they would drink. Then the decorating party would become a fuck-fest that would take them a couple of days to recover from.

Bliss blinked back the water that had formed in her eyes. Crying had never done her any good, and she certainly wasn’t going to shed tears in public. That lesson had been deeply ingrained in her before she knew how to talk.

As a child, whenever she cried, it was quietly and efficiently dealt with by her mother. A child’s loud cries or screams could get them thrown out of whichever homeless shelter they had found for the night. Left with three mouths to feed after their father had died from a heroin overdose, her mother couldn’t afford to keep a roof over their heads and went from one shelter to the next. Whatever money she could scrounge together went to feed her own heroin addiction instead of making sure her children had a safe bed to sleep in each night.

She was good at pretending to be clean around others, but her mother didn’t keep the pretense up in front of her children. Child and Family Services stepped in, removing her brothers when she was four, telling her crying mother they needed school and she couldn’t financially care for three children anyway. They promised, as soon as she was back on her feet, she could try for custody again. It never happened. Most of her money went to the drug she shot through her veins, and what was left went to providing them with what food or clothes they needed.

To her dying day, Bliss would remember the sight of her blond-haired, green-eyed brothers, both of them fighting against the workers taking them away from their sister. Neither had cared about their mother, but they had been the ones caring for her, and as a result, they hadn’t wanted to let her go.

Her lips tightened. Brand and Stone were the only ones who had ever loved her, and she had lost them, just as she had lost Shade. Everyone she loved had been taken away from her. She should’ve been used to it, but with each loss, it became harder to remember what it felt like to actually be happy. She became more bitter and felt as if her heart had been packed in ice.

Her thumb brushed over the small necklace. Before she had been thrown out of The Last Riders motorcycle club, she would have pouted until Train, Rider, or Crash bought it for her, even though she could easily afford it herself. Viper, the club president, made sure each of the members could afford whatever they wanted.

Bliss had a hefty amount of money in her savings account, which she refused to touch. When she was old and men no longer wanted her, she would be able to care for herself, unlike her own mother who had made herself available to any man with enough money to support her drug habit.

By the time she was fifteen, her mother had become a club whore for the Devil’s Rejects. When her mother hadn’t returned home for two weeks, she had been thrown out of the tiny room her mother rented at a hotel, and Bliss had to track her down at the clubhouse.

Once there, her mother refused to leave. Stark, the club president, promised her a back room to sleep in at night. He swore to keep the men away from her. She should have known better.

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Total pages in book: 54
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Sex Piston wasn’t about to apologize to anyone for her bitch attitude and certainly not the President of The Blue Horsemen, Stud. If he thinks he’s going to be able to control her and her crew then he has another thing coming. A lapse in judgment has him thinking that he’s won this battle of the sexes but a one-night stand isn’t about to bring this woman to heel. Stud has to prove himself as the new President of the Destructors, and Sex Piston and her crew’s attitude isn’t helping. If he has to sacrifice his body to tame the bitch then that’s exactly what he’s going to do even if it means losing his heart in the battle. This work of fiction is intended for mature audiences only. All sexually active characters portrayed in this ebook are eighteen years of age or older. Please do not buy if strong sexual situations, moderate violence and explicit language offends you.
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Stud brought his fist up, smashing Dozer in the ribs. The beefed up brother only grunted, returning the strike with a punch to Stud’s gut that had him taking a step backwards. Regaining his breath, he swung his fist, striking Dozer just under his jaw and knocking him backward before he could regain his balance. Stud then hit him on the side of his nose, sending blood flying as Dozer fell to his knees.

“That motherfucker can fight,” Killyama said, admiring the two men fighting in the middle of the circle of members.

“He does all right.” Sex Piston hid her appreciation at the skill that Stud used to bring down the enforcer of the Destructors down.

“Dozer should have known better than to challenge Stud. He’s overworked those muscles of his to the point he’s slow as shit. I could take the shithead down,” Crazy Bitch said, unimpressed.

The crowd around them cheered when Stud finished off Dozer with a nasty kick to the face and then he lost consciousness. The Destructors and The Blue Horsemen converged on Stud, slapping him on his back and laughing at how easily he had taken Dozer out.

“Fuck,” Sex Piston said, disappointed at the outcome of the brief fight.

“What?” Killyama said. “Don’t tell me you actually thought Dozer stood a chance?”

“I was hoping. I hate it that not one of our men can beat them.” Sex Piston was aggravated that the Destructors had lost every fight against The Blue Horsemen.

“I stand a better chance of beating them than any of our shitheads.”

Sex Piston agreed with Crazy Bitch.

“I don’t know why you don’t like them. They are a hell of a lot better looking than our men. There’s one or two of them I wouldn’t mind doing.” T.A. smiled at Bear who was standing at the edge of the crowd.

Sex Piston narrowed her eyes on her friend until she lost her smile. “You can’t fuck any of them. If one of us caves, then they’ll be expecting to get it off us all, and I’m not about to do any of them.”

“Me either,” Killyama said.

Crazy Bitch, Fat Louise and T.A. looked unhappy at Sex Piston’s decision.

“Just because you’re pissed off at Ace, don’t mean we can’t get a little something,” T.A argued.

“I don’t think anything of Bear’s would be small, Stud’s either,” Fat Louise stared at Stud.

“Let’s get a beer.” Sex Piston turned away, walking through the crowd that had come outside to watch the fight when Dozer had challenged Stud. She actually felt kind of bad for the big man. He had been taking it pretty well that the Destructor’s had been turned into a chapter of The Blue Horsemen, but then his bitch had been flirting with Stud half the night and he hadn’t been able to take it anymore. His jealousy had forced him to challenge Stud to regain her attention.

She blatantly ignored Stud and his men, going back inside to find a table. Crazy Bitch grabbed them all a beer as Fat Louise kept bugging them to take her to the new restaurant that had opened in town.

“I don’t want to go to Popeye’s,” Killyama said.

“Why not?” Fat Louise argued.

“Because if you like it, that’s all we’re going to be eating for the next year. I’m just going to nip it in the bud. You had us eating ‘Taco Hut’ so much we shitted burritos,” Killyama reminded her.

“I want to go...” Fat Louise’s mind was always on food.

Sex Piston drowned them out, drinking her beer as her eyes surveyed the clubhouse, seeing that Stud and his men were now at the bar. Bear’s woman was in his grill so tight a fucking crowbar couldn’t pry her off. Stud was ignoring the woman whose hands were all over him, but Sex Piston had no doubt that he would end up in one of the back rooms with her before the night was over.

So far, he hadn’t fucked any of the Destructors’ bitches, keeping his cock at home with The Blue Horsemans’ women that came riding in with them on the back of their bikes. The skank with the long blond hair and tight ass was his current fuck buddy, throwing angry looks from the stool next to Stud’s as the other woman made a play for him. Stud must be moving on, to ignore his bitch while playing with another one in front of her.

Sex Piston knew how that shit burned; her own man had managed to get one of the other women in the club knocked up while they were on one of their breaks, making her look like a fucking idiot. The saddest part was she hadn’t cared. She was actually glad knowing that now she wouldn’t go back to him even if he begged her, and he had been begging, but she had her standards. She wasn’t about to come between a man and his baby’s mama.

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She needed a hero; instead, she got Cade. Cade was no hero. He was a nomad, a wanderer with no ties and he liked it that way. Hired out to save Fat Louise and her spoiled sister from a cartel run Mexican city was a risk he was willing to take, for the right price. With a certain gray eyed woman on his mind, he set's out to find her, fuck her and forget her. No harm, no foul. But it's all easier said than done when it comes to this plain Jane. He expected a biker bitch who knew the rules; instead, he got Fat Louise. Fat Louise wasn’t about to put her crew in danger. She had to learn to handle problems on her own, even if they included a six-foot biker she was forced to rely on, if she was going to rescue her sister. She never expected to see Cade again after she'd left Mexico, but all it takes is one night with him to prove that even a bitch’s heart can be broken.
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Prologue

Benedict Montgomery stepped inside the dirty bar, trying not to show his fear as the few people inside all turned to look at him in the doorway.

The Corpus Christi heat outside was stifling, and it wasn’t much cooler inside the dim bar.

Tugging at his shirt collar, he walked past the tables to the bar as the Mexican bartender raised the bar’s divider, coming to stand in front of him.

“I’m looking for Cade Reed.”

“What do you want to drink?” the bartender asked, moving back behind the bar, making it obvious he wasn’t there to give out information for free.

“A beer will be fine.”

Once a beer was set down in front of him, Benedict laid some money down on the counter. When the bartender remained silent, he added several more bills to the pile.

“He’s out back. It won’t take long. Have a seat.” He moved away to wait on someone at the end of the bar.

Benedict took a table at the side of the bar where he self-consciously sipped on his beer while he waited.

Moments later, a door on the other side of the bar opened, and a tall man appeared with his arm around a pretty Mexican woman. They took a seat at one of the tables against the wall, obscuring them in shadows.

The bartender nodded his head in their direction, letting Benedict know that was the man he was looking for.

Benedict rose from his table, trying to talk himself out of leaving. Only the desperation he felt made him cross the bar to face the man sitting in the shadows.

He had to clear his throat before he could get the name out. “Cade Reed?”

Dark eyes studied him impassively. “Who’s asking?”

“I’m Benedict Montgomery. I’d like to talk to you privately, if I may?”

“Why?”

“I would like to offer you a job.”

“I’m retired. Leave before one of the locals decide to take that wad of cash in your pocket. I’m not interested.” With that, he started to nuzzle the neck of the woman he had come in with. Her sensuous whispers made it obvious the couple had a sexual relationship, something he and his wife hadn’t shared in far longer than Benedict cared to think about. It had been a long time since his wife and he had even talked cordially to each other, much less communicated as lovers.

Benedict could understand Cade not wanting to leave the beautiful woman running her hands over his chest.

“George Connell sent me.”

An aggravated sigh came from Cade before he lifted his head and stared at Benedict balefully. With a nod toward the bar, he said, “Martina, give me ten minutes.”

“That’s all it ever takes you,” she giggled, standing up, and Cade spanked her retreating ass for the comment.

Once she left, Benedict took a chair across the table from the man who didn’t look like he was happy with the interruption.

“What do you want?”

“George gave me your name. He said you could get my daughters back for me.”

Cade raised a sardonic brow. “Exactly where are your daughters?”

“Peñuela. It’s a city in the south of Mexico.”

“I know where the fuck it is, and the answer is no. Tell George to find someone else who wants to die. It’s a suicide mission.”

Benedict went pale at his response. “There is no one else. Connell only gave me your name because I wouldn’t leave him alone.”

“Then you’re shit out of luck.” He motioned for Martina to come back.

“Please. I’ll pay you anything you want. I’m a rich man. I would go in after them myself, but I’m prohibited from going to Peñuela because I occasionally work for the Government.”

Cade waved the woman away again, and Benedict paused, taking a deep breath.

“How much money are we talking?”

Benedict licked his dry lips, taking a drink of his beer before asking, “What would it take?”

“I don’t know. Let me think. It’s dangerous. Hell, a dead man can’t spend money, no matter how much it is, but there is a number that would make me willing to take the chance…”

“What is it?”

“A hundred grand.”

“Okay,” Benedict answered immediately.

Cade’s eyes narrowed on him. “I’m thinking I should have asked for more.”

Benedict set his beer down on the dirty table. “If you get my daughters out, I’ll give you an extra hundred as a bonus.”

“We’re talking about U.S. dollars, right?”

Benedict nodded.

“Damn, that’s hard to turn down. One woman may be possible to get out, but two is going to be close to hopeless,” he mused to himself. “I’ll be dodging the gangs and the Federales. A man disappears down there in the blink of an eye.”

“I’ll make it three hundred. A hundred for each of my girls. Plus another hundred thousand dollar bonus when I have them back.”

“Fuck me.” Cade whistled under his breath. “You have a deal.”

Benedict sat back in his chair, shaking. He reached into his pocket, pulled out a handkerchief, and wiped his forehead. He would have paid twice that to have his daughters back.

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Cuffing season was supposed to be about finding a hook-up to keep her warm during the cold Kentucky winter nights. T.A. wasn’t looking for Mr. Right; she just wanted Mr. Available. That was before she met Dalton Andrews. The widower was nursing a broken heart, and the only thing he wanted was a woman to take his grown kids’ minds off worrying about him. It was supposed to be a trade-off—he would keep her warm and toasty during the nights, and she would put up a smokescreen in front of his kids during the days. It was a win-win situation. That was until the famous actor decided he wanted out of the deal and Mr. Available was a no-show during the biggest snowstorm of the year. Poor schmuck didn’t realize that all the drama he had experienced in Tinseltown was nothing compared to dealing with this bitch.
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T.A. blew a bubble with her gum as she stuck the gas nozzle into her gas tank when two motorcycles swerved to pull off the road into the parking lot of the convenience store.

“Hot damn! Aren’t you a sexy little thing!”

Blowing another bubble, she took her eyes off the numbers that were showing how fast her money was spilling into the gas tank.

Giving a seductive smile, she stopped the gas and shook the nozzle to make the last few drops slide free, aware the movement was giving a jaunty bounce to her breasts that were being shown off to perfection underneath the black tank top she was wearing. It was cold enough that her nipples poked through the thin material of her bra and easily discernable under the brightness of the overhead lights shining down on the pumps.

“Cool bikes!” she said over her shoulder as she hung the hose back on the pump. Putting her hands in the back pockets of her tight black pants, she walked closer to the two bikers. She felt their eyes drop to the generous swell of her breasts as she gave them an enticing smile.

“You want to go for a ride?”

T.A. glanced at the one closer to her, taking in the lank long hair she would bet hadn’t been washed in a month and the yellow teeth that had her turning her attention to the other biker, who at least had taken better care of himself. Both men were large, straddling the bikes with an air of confidence that was alluring as fuck to a bitch like her.

Blowing another bubble, she saw the men’s eyes drop to her lips.

“Do I look stupid enough to go riding with two men I don’t know?”

Their eyes went back to her breasts.

“I’m Nails, and this is Dagger. That enough of an introduction for you?”

Giving a soul-filled sigh, she gave them a look of regret.

“Nope.” Turning back to her car, she felt a long arm reach out to haul her back to his side.

“Come on… what’s your hurry, sweet tits?”

“I’m going to a party. I don’t want to be late.” T.A. let her hand slide up the cheap imitation of his leather jacket to rest it along his shoulders.

“Me and Dagger can give you a party.”

“On your bikes? No thanks. It’s cold as fuck out here.”

The two bikers shared a glance before turning back to her, then Nails pointed a dirty finger over his shoulder.

“We could party there. That’s our club.”

T.A. turned to look to see the large building that would have been inconspicuous if it didn’t have such a large number of motorcycles outside.

“You belong to a motorcycle club?”

Dagger and Nails gave her a look that clearly showed that not only did they think she was stupid, she was also a moron.

“You don’t get these patches unless you do.”

“Wow.” T.A. blew another bubble. Her brow furrowed. “I’ve heard you guys like to party hard. Don’t know if I’m up to doing a whole clubhouse.”

Nails pulled her tighter against his side. “Sweet tits, you look game for anything.”

“Looks can be deceiving. I’m a woman who likes to pick and choose who I want to fuck, not having the choice taken out my hands.”

“If you just want one-on-one with me or Dagger, that can be arranged.”

“A girl likes to keep her options open. What if when I get inside, I want to do someone else?”

“We’re all brothers. We don’t fight over cunt, no matter how sweet it is.”

“Then I guess I’m going to another party. I’ll meet you over there.”

“Hop on my bike, and I’ll drive over there. I’ll send another brother to come back for your car.”

“I’ll drive. Besides, I need to get my jacket on. It’s cold as a witch’s tit out here.” T.A. blew another bubble, letting a hand go to the leather-clad leg near her. “Don’t worry, I’m not about to take off. I’m in the mood to get laid, and the fuckers I’m blowing off aren’t packing the heat I can see you’re carrying.”

“Get in the car. When we get into the club, I’ll show you my heat. The brothers don’t call me Nails for nothing. I can nail you from eleven inches away.”

“I’ll be the judge of that.” Curling her fingers in a fist, she let her knuckles brush over the thick bulge before giving him a wink and sidling away from his hold.

“Meet you there.”

T.A. was aware of them watching her ass as she got back in her car. Flooring it, she drove across the street with the two motorcycles following behind her. She parked at the end and got out of the car, putting her jacket on as the bikers parked next to her.

She was tugging her blond hair out from under her collar when a hand went to her arm, turning her to face them.

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My mother used to have a saying for everything. “You can’t be pretty and lucky.” She wasn’t pretty or lucky. “You have to kiss a lot of toads before you find your Prince Charming.” I kissed too many of those. Sorry, but Prince Charming isn’t in Hicktown, Kentucky. “The good ones go to Heaven; the bad ones go to Hell.” Guess I’m going to Hell. “Hell is paved with good intentions.” Surprisingly, that one is true. Why? Because ... I intended to stay away from Calder Riggs. I intended not to fall in love with him. I intended to find a man who wasn’t a loser or a joker. Oh well, I’ve never been afraid of Hell, anyway. That’s why I’m Crazy Bitch!
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“Where’s the birthday girl?” Crazy Bitch looked around Sex Piston and Stud’s overflowing living room, searching for Star.

Her best friend’s living room would make up three of her apartments. Sex Piston had lucked out when she had gotten off her high horse and admitted she and Stud were a couple. The president of the Destructors and The Blue Horsemen hadn’t let any grass grow under his feet before marrying her.

The bitch handled his house and her business like a pro. She had even managed to get her stepchildren to love her as much as their own mothers. Meri and Keri had been wary at first, because they were older. To Star, who had been a toddler, Sex Piston was the only mother she remembered, which was a good thing, because Candi, her biological mother, was an addict. Sex Piston never mentioned her anymore, saying she had disappeared after her release from rehab four years ago.

The first years of her marriage had been easily managed with the help of Stud’s Aunt Katy, who had lived with them, babysitting Star and then Harley while running Stud’s older twin daughters to school and their activities, until she said the winters were hard on her bones and had moved to Florida, leaving them. Sex Piston continued on, managing her beauty shop, her three stepchildren, and Harley with barely a hiccup.

“You want a glass of punch?”

Crazy Bitch juggled the present she had brought. “Yeah.” Seeing the large table that had been set up in the corner for the presents, she maneuvered her way toward it, laying it down as Killyama placed hers down.

“Why are you with that loser?” Killyama asked.

“What you got against Sam? At least he has a job.” Not only did he have a job, but it was a good-paying one. He drove a car, had money in his checking account, and had a 710 credit score.

Her friend gave her date a phony smile as Sam handed Crazy Bitch a glass of pink punch. “Where’s Star?”

“Did you forget mine?” Killyama snapped at the man who looked hapless at how to respond.

“Sam, you mind getting Killyama a glass?”

“Not at all. I’ll be right back.”

Crazy Bitch waited until he was out of earshot before saying anything. “Cool it. He’s a nice guy.”

“Then what are you doing with him? You hate nice guys. That’s why you told Jonas you wouldn’t go out with him.”

“I changed my mind.” Lofty Crazy Bitch raised her chin on going back on her words.

“Since when?”

“Since I decided I’m tired of partying with bikers.”

“That’s news to me. You love parties.” Killyama gave her a surprised glance.

“Not anymore. I’m turning over a new leaf.”

“I give it a week.”

Her disbelieving snort had Crazy Bitch raising her chin higher. “I’ve been seeing Sam a month. You’ve just been too busy with Train to notice.”

“You pissed at me for standing you up on movie night?”

Crazy Bitch took a drink, making a face at the taste. There wasn’t any alcohol in it. The only thing it had going for it was the ice. “I’m not any madder at you than I am at Sex Piston for forgetting my car was in the shop and I needed a ride to work, or Fat Louise for forgetting to bring me tacos for lunch.”

Ever since her friends had married, she had become last on their list of priorities, coming right after going to get their yearly pap smears.

Crazy Bitch finally saw Star when she came out of the kitchen with Stud, and Stud’s brother coming out behind them.

Dressed in blue jeans and a work shirt from Stud’s garage, he looked like what he was—a mechanic. He hadn’t even bothered to change out of the grey shirt, while Sam had dressed in nice black jeans and a striped shirt tucked inside.

She never had to wonder who Sam was doing when she wasn’t with him. With Calder, it wasn’t a whom, but how many.

She had dodged a bullet with him.

When Stud and Calder had hung around the Destructors’ clubhouse while Sex Piston’s father, Skulls, was president, she had flirted with him, despite Sex Piston’s warnings that Calder was using. Crazy Bitch hadn’t cared. If a dude had to take a drug test before she hooked up with them, she would still be a virgin.

She had felt a vibe in her pussy every time she danced with or talked to him, knowing that huge outline of his cock underneath his jeans could get her off, unlike the other jokers in the club she had bedded.

Every time he showed up at the Destructors’, she made a beeline toward him like a fucking bitch in heat. Stupid bitch that she was, she assumed he was just as into her as she was him. She danced the night away with him, his cock riding her belly until she decided the night would end with Calder in her bed.

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