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Chapter 28

Author: Shan R.K
last update publish date: 2025-07-19 02:40:15

Beggar

People forget that we can laugh, talk, listen, cry. Many people pass us in fancy cars on the street and most will put the window up, or drive faster.

Some think, ‘why don't they go work, get a job.’

It's easy to think that when you going home to a hot meal and warm bed.

Some of us just can't. Some of us are hiding, running, living in fear. Others are searching for the easy way out, and quick buck, or a habit to support.

A few just don't know any other way, they don't want the cha
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  • The Satan Sniper's Motorcycle Club   Chapter 304

    SiennaI want to continue arguing. I wanna say that we at least had a fight. But Killer has other plans. He wants to leave, and to be honest, I have to go. We’ve been here for three days. Three days longer than we had to stay. We’ve been around every Satan Sniper’s Clubhouse across the States. We’ve been to New York, Los Angeles. Our places to stay are dwindling, and fast. We both know they’re coming for us. Not just the Frankfurt’s. Not just…“Okay,” I say. “Looks like that’s that. Awesome. I’ll go.”“Fine. Let’s go.”After an intense yet grueling, long, annoyingly silent drive, we get to the airport. My red hair matches my fake identity perfectly, so we get through the check in with no problems and an hour later hop on the plane.I get seated next to a flighty. It’s surprisingly very nice. Since I was exactly that eight weeks ago. But with Killer as my plus one there’s no such thing as, ‘needing a moment’ or ‘afraid of flying.’ I believe the word flighty isn’t even a thing.I can se

  • The Satan Sniper's Motorcycle Club   Chapter 303

    Sienna He stares at me for a long time. I don’t know if he’s contemplating what he should say, or just thinking about how much he hates me, or what the hell he was thinking when he married me, or whatever goes on in that mentality of his.“Sienna,” he says my name again. This time, at least, he doesn’t call me Taylor. “What did you do?” he asks the question, but we both know it’s more of a statement than a question, because he knows what I did. He knows who I went to see.“I asked Aliyana for help.”“What kind of help?” he inquires, leaning against the wall.My gosh, when did he become so hot? Well, he was always hot, but now I just see something so dangerous about him. It brings out something in me, something I thought was dead. Fuck, fuck, fuck.“I actually don’t know what I asked her for, but Marco and I are going to have a conversation about it tomorrow, just before we go. And then we can decide what we want to do.”He frowns at me. “What

  • The Satan Sniper's Motorcycle Club   Chapter 302

    Sienna I keep thinking he’ll change, but he won’t. He doesn’t look at me like I mean something, like I matter to him. He just doesn’t.I want him to want me. I’m his wife. Why won’t he want me?The thought of it makes me angry, but the reality of it is the words we don’t say. It’s created a wall so high non of us can climb over. Yet every time we stand five feet apart I wonder. How does a man who has spent his life-saving people get over the fact that his wife was born from the bloodshed of those innocents?I never admitted who I am, who I was. I always thought it was easier to ignore it—to ignore my past, where I came from, what happened. But these days, when I look at him, when I’m around him, I can’t.I cannot ignore it anymore.I observe him have a conversation with his brother as I’ve done these last weeks. There’s no lightness in his eyes. You’d think that after all the years of faking emotion, you’d become so

  • The Satan Sniper's Motorcycle Club   Chapter 301

    Killer Hours– she’s barely left my sight for three of them and I’m already looking for exit points, WEAPONS, anything I can use to make a bomb. Call me a fuck tard but she makes my head pain, my ball sack heavy and something deadly in me come alive. My pocket vibrates and I slide my device out of it. Michael’s name flashes on the screen. “You have an issue or is it another curtsy?” “I found Zasha down by a diner next to a mart store near New Orleans. Figured you’d wanna know before you hit the Dead zone. You guys decide where you headed? Ma said Kaleb’s in a fuss. Was thinking arranging something more stable for the little man once I’m done with this merger.” “Nothing more stable than with his MA. Unless you with ours. We’ll head out soon, but I need you to do something for me. Can you set up a call with someone for me?” “Sure. Send me the deets. Hear from Kylie? She’s back home barely a week and I hear sh

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  • The Satan Sniper's Motorcycle Club   Chapter 300

    Sienna Confrontation usually requires elevated emotions by at least one party disagreeing with the other. “I didn’t agree to it; you presumed I would agree, and as you have proven these last seven weeks, have no idea what I would do and proceeded to make your own choice. Without consulting me again.” I know, my hand is on my hip, my eyes are prickly and my pointy little finger is doing the wiggly again. But for fuck’s sake, why can’t the goddamn man communicate. You swear we are living in an ice age.“You sure you don’t want my help?” Killer asks, putting the book down on the small table next to him. He has that ‘I don’t care enough but I can see you’re suffering’ stare, and gosh, do I want him to help. But not with this. If he helps now, then the entire ‘I can do it on my own speech’ was in vain. The lengthy two-and-a-half-hour argument was all for nothing. “You said find the Frankfurt’s, you said, ‘get you a new identity,’ and you said I should choose. I chose. Now, what’s the pr

  • The Satan Sniper's Motorcycle Club   Chapter 82

    Hannah What is life with no regret, what is a beaten soul without remorse? What defines you better than experience? Isn't that what it is all about. The rights and wrong that make us, the scars that riddle our end with memories that shape us into who we are. I watched him for longer than I should

  • The Satan Sniper's Motorcycle Club   Chapter 68

    Hannah The motorcycle club pushed the gangsters out and kept any riff-raff from entering Kanla since. The bikers never really kept to themselves. From the first day they rode into town, it was never a secret that they lived here. Some of them have since opened businesses. Others were building

  • The Satan Sniper's Motorcycle Club   Chapter 67

    Hannah When you got a determined kid like Jocelyn staring at you hunched and sorrowful, it's even worse. Because even though I'm aware that deep down she doesn't see the error of her ways I just got to go mush. It's like a curse because instead of letting Jo pass me like the strict parent I'm oug

  • The Satan Sniper's Motorcycle Club   Chapter 66

    Hannah present day "Jo come on, we’re gonna be late," I scream from inside where I'm currently standing by the small kitchen window watching my little girl chasing Kim McGerby's son around the small complex where we stay. Well used to stay. After five years of saving all my quarters, doing d

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