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Chapter 107
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2025-08-14 09:19:59Beggar
He has always given me his true self. He is one of the very few people I consider a friend. Not sure what I am to him, it's a fucked up friendship. I can't really say I know Killer, I've only met him four months ago. What I do know is that Killer doesn't show emotion. I thought I saw deep glimpses of it when his brother's son, Aron was around and the few nights he slept in my bed. I was wrong, a few days after that I saw him on the side of the Clubhouse with one of the bikers, he smiled at the guy but I knew it was false, fake. One meant to lure a woman into a false sense of poetic fiction and a man to his ultimate death. “If you knew I was coming I wouldn't be standing in front of you right now.” His brutally honest answer is also the honest truth, I would've been gone. Facing Killer is facing up to what I did all those months ago. It is facing the club wh
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BeggarThe devil with an Angel's face“Beggar, he's moved on."Killer has since taken off his boots and has his feet up on the bed. Kylie stopped in and brought snacks and a burger for him to eat. Killer loves food, he also burns energy as fast as he could eat it.We talked about a lot.But that statement that came seconds ago has me closing my eyes as I nod sharply.I need to accept that. My intention wasn't to ask Killer about Zero. It just slipped out. Human nature. Guess I have always had a curious mind. "Falon.""No, he came clean to Falon. Woman's name is Quinn, she was a military nurse. Retired last year joined us a few months back. She came to Kanla just a couple of weeks before Zero got deployed and went to Hong Kong.""Quinn. I am happy for him," I say her name and those words, and it is true words.Zero has moved on, I am happy. Him and I aren't meant to be, never were. I pick up the letter from next to my bed and get up.Killer drops his legs, letting me pass him as I
The Satan Sniper's Motorcycle Club Chapter 109
He joined a few years after the club formed, forty years back. At fifty six the man started with the Satan Sniper's at sixteen. Storm's dad, Ribs, our new National president handed the mother chapter to him recently. This was his last assignment with government.“Nah, but hopefully I can snatch me a bride on the way to Houston, one of those dumb ones.”I laugh, “Fuckin' hell man, you'd scare any woman away the minute you opened your god damn mouth.”“That is why she needs to be dumb, like really dumb.”I hit his back, as another member walks in. Grabbing my empty nap-sack from the top bunk I see the bald beefy man entering.He reminds me of Bull, well what Bull used to be before his woman died. "Yo big Z. We all stopping in Kanla. Everybody is already there. River's introducing his lady to the rest of the chapters,” I say while I pack all the shit from the top of my bed in my bag.When I got to base I had to dig around for my phone. I shoved it in the middle of my clothes. L
The Satan Sniper's Motorcycle Club Chapter 108
ZeroSo unlike Beauty"Hey you, didn't think you would call so soon. I'm just pulling a shift at the hospital tonight. Hannah said they were understaffed so I offered to pull the extra weight, might as well start early.”I listen to her sweet voice, so unlike Beggar. Quinn the chatterbox."Yeah, that's good, just make sure your ass is in my bed when I get back,” Quinn is a great woman.She understands I care for her. It's the most she will get from me and she is okay with that.It is enough. She has no baggage, no emotional shit and she is older.She understands my job with the government so I never have to keep shit from her.I met Quinn before I got deployed for a retrieval mission in Hong Kong. It was a month after Beggar left me. I was fucked, got into it with all the brothers besides Killer. He told me if he beat me up it'd be what I wanted and he wasn't feeling generous. Fucking ass-hole was always right, that time was no differentI was drowning in a river with no beginning, n
The Satan Sniper's Motorcycle Club Chapter 107
Beggar He has always given me his true self. He is one of the very few people I consider a friend. Not sure what I am to him, it's a fucked up friendship. I can't really say I know Killer, I've only met him four months ago. What I do know is that Killer doesn't show emotion. I thought I saw deep glimpses of it when his brother's son, Aron was around and the few nights he slept in my bed. I was wrong, a few days after that I saw him on the side of the Clubhouse with one of the bikers, he smiled at the guy but I knew it was false, fake. One meant to lure a woman into a false sense of poetic fiction and a man to his ultimate death. “If you knew I was coming I wouldn't be standing in front of you right now.” His brutally honest answer is also the honest truth, I would've been gone. Facing Killer is facing up to what I did all those months ago. It is facing the club wh
The Satan Sniper's Motorcycle Club Chapter 106
My day went quick, Kylie and I spend it playing archery, lying outside by the pool. Everyday we talk and every day I notice Vincent melts Kylie's skin. Our next week goes much about the same, Kylie feeding me, then suggesting we do the craziest of things. Everyday she gets weaker where my cousin Vincent is concerned. I have told her to go for it, give him a chance, but deep down I hope she doesn't. Vincent is not the man Kylie thinks he is. I've just finished in the bathroom, and I head straight to the bedroom, and jump under the blankets into my soft bed. I close my eyes with my head on the pillow and I think. I pretend in my mind that Zero and I are together. Imagine myself as someone else, not a beggar on the street not the poor girl with no education. I imagine that Lucca was a normal man that I ended things with, and my baby was w
The Satan Sniper's Motorcycle Club Chapter 105
Beggar The Devil and the beggar Kylie and I are sitting in the kitchen. Eating two trays of mini Taco’s she ordered from this new place not too far from B-Street. She likes to bring different food all the time. Even though she cooks up a storm. I eat and don't complain. Truth be, I think I have eaten more here than I have eaten my whole life. Even at the clubhouse I hardly ate anything extra than the three meals I was given. It just didn't feel right to take their food and eat it when I wanted. These past months since I have left The Satan Snipers I've lost a lot more weight than nI SHOULD have. I know I look like a skeleton with flesh on bones. If I am honest I could say I have looked a lot more scary. By Kylie's house, we are both always eating, buying food, or making it. Well, she does the cooking and I just clean the mess. There is nobody else here besides Vinc
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