VOLUME ONE: MAXPrologueMax"How long you going to keep starring at that damn picture Stone?" I look up at Matthews' ugly mug with a smirk on my face."As long as it will take for me to memorize her face.""Ahhh, your making me want to puke." He smiles but I know for a fact he is still living on cloud nine. His daughter was born a few weeks ago and although born premature, yesterday he got a letter and a picture of her officially home.In one week, our unit will be flying home and we are all eager. Even Jones' cranky ass is happy to be going home. Shawna's letters helped get me through these last six months and I couldn't be happier. The picture she sent me yesterday however, is too naughty not to be looked at every few moments, although I don't plan on letting these assholes see it, I'll stab their eyes out with a dull knife before I let them have what's mine."When you going to put a ring on that finger by the way?" Wells calls out from the back of the Humvee. His thick Misso

MaxI sit in my seat at church, located to the left of Austin. The long oval red oak table proudly presents the emblem of our club. The death symbol holding his usual scythe along with a shield. Under the emblem are the words Nightmare Warriors MC in black bold letters. We have only been in church a few moments and are still waiting on a few brothers to join us, but judging my Austin's nervous behavior, I can tell something is defiantly wrong. The thought worries me. This club doesn't need any more bullshit."That everyone?" Austin calls out and all the brothers looks around to make sure no one is missing. On average there are at least twenty members in this chapter, but we recently lost two members that decided to go nomad. Burner and Loyal are now somewhere in the Nevada area."Alright let's get started." He begins once everyone confirms they are here. "Got a call from Timmons a few hours ago. Dipp was arrested yesterday." The whole club begins to immediately look around for o

Max"Should we check it out?" Tolino asks."Let's do it, don't necessarily like being a sitting duck." Wells calls out.We exit the Humvee and begin walking towards the building.A chill surrounds me as we make our way in the direction that Jones's indicates with his fingers. It's quiet and I slowly move to the right while Wells and Tolino move to the left. I can hear a faint whispering and I stop mid step and slowly round the thin wall I am in front of.A small doll lies on a vacant stone makeshift chair. My hands are shaking as I observe the tiny piece of felt and indicate to Matthews, who is now behind me, at what I am seeing."That a doll?" He whispers. I don't answer him; the question was obviously rhetorical."Heads up guys. Looks like we got some women here." I hear Jones say in my earpiece. I lower my gun and look over at Matthews who still has his trained."Women?" He asks then eventually lowers his as well. He walks over to the small doll and picks it up off the stone chair.

MaxThe little minx.I don't normally get played. I like to consider myself the unplayable. But this woman will end up being the death of me.And I'm not even the one sleeping with her.I check the time on my bike and cringe when I realize I'm going to be late. Knowing Candice will have my ass if I am, I speed up a little more.Candice had been inviting me to dinner each night this week, and each night I gave her an excuse for why I couldn't. I had been neglecting the repair shop lately, so I decided it was as great a time as any to get caught up with orders and help out the guys.As much as I adored my brother's girl. I didn't want the attention to be on me and whether or not I am alright. I should have known better though. Last night as I pulled into my driveway at home, I spotted my mother's car and I knew, I just knew, Candice had called her."We were just worried about you?" Mom said to me as she straightened around in my house. I'm not a messy guy, something she instilled in both

MaxSitting in church I want to strangle someone. My luck has been so shitty lately that I don't know what to make of today's circumstances. Once again, I am surrounded by thoughts of Shawna, and that is beginning to be a major problem."So basically, this asshole slashed her goddamn tires and we need to find the fucker.""Why the hell are we protecting her anyways. It's just some shmuck she's dating. Not our problem Austin."Austin gives me a death glare and I fight from jumping out of this chair, getting on my bike and taking off. Lately it has been the only thing that can help with all these flashbacks and nightmares."Because, whoever the hell slashed her tires and busted out her windshield, was after you." I sit up straight afraid I must have heard him wrong."What did you just say?"Everyone behind me looks around and Austin pulls out a small notecard from his cut and hands it to me. I grab it and look it over, my anger getting the better of me more and more as I reread it