All Chapters of The Satan Sniper's Motorcycle Club: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

Zero Even in her current state she is achingly perfect, that I wonder if she chose the name Beggar, or did a superior entity whisper, Beg her.A small smile creeps in as I shake my head and chase these fucked up thoughts away.Mercy walks to us. She produces a needle with some liquid in it and injects me in my arm, close to where I got shot.“It should numb the pain 'till we get it sorted.”Knight joins us, and him and Mercy begin strapping Beggar to Killer's front. Joining them until Beggars legs are wrapped around Killer's top body and her weakened head is in his chest.Not able to control myself I watch them, and see her stir a bit as he easily lifts his legs over his engine.Killer murmurs something to her and she tucks herself tighter in his chest. The act, it is one that will be forever planted in my brain.His eyes catch me staring and it is like I am looking at a man way older than I am, not a twenty four year old brother but the Vice President of National.I give him a chin

Zero I ignore Mercy grinning at the mention of the incident as she begins stitching me up. Then After wasn't the dead bitch she is now. She was full of life, still a hard ass but one who smiled and cracked a joke now and again.Now her jokes only muse her at the expense of someone else. But fuck it, she is my sister for all intents and purposes. Never looked at her as anything more.“We're done here, let's go check on the patient, call your girl up, find out how far she is, Venus needs to get an I.V up.”Mercy washes up her hands while she talks to me and I pull on my cut and rip the rest of my sleeve from my arm off.Mercy used to be a nurse for the military before she decided her life belonged in the field, not caring for the injured. She became our eyes and ears, got a shit straw of luck when her in-tel got her sister and team dead. Now she hides her pain and hurt behind her nosy ways and optimistic but lethal attitude toward life. She is one of the few of us in the club that has

Beggar I told them they should be pissed after what I did. Spade said life was like a waterfall, in order to keep remaining, it needs a continuous flow of water.He said that was the way life worked. Snake walked in and said it was all just water under a bridge. A new day, same bridge, no point going on about the fucking water.Still, I apologized after the first week when I got to walking.My mother said apologizing was a waste of time because it didn't change why you were apologizing in the first place.Only this time, I knew apologizing wasn't meant to change the past but more to flatten the bumpiness of the present and maybe even pave a smoother road for the future.Storm was the first one to accept that apology with a handshake that had me bumping my knuckles against his.He is doing good considering Kylie said he found his free time at the bottom of a bottle. I haven't seen that bottle or the alcohol from it in his hands since I got here.Most of them are doing good, Bull is hi

Beggar My lessons in life came too hard, the price too high.My humanity stripped until all I had was a shred, and that too now belongs to Zero.In another life he would understand the path I am on and love me enough to walk with me on it.Thing is we only get one life and it isn't fucking simple. At least I can say I had him for a small time. Not that I want him again.I ain't never fought for a man and I never will. I got nothing to offer Zero besides pain and misery.I may not be worthless but I am still a woman he met on the streets, a woman who happened to also be the one who put his brother in a wheelchair.Mercy, Whisp and Surprisingly Snake keep telling me to talk to Zero.Truth is, I know I have to, but not for the reason they think. I need to tell him about his brother but every time I look for him I chicken out.He is either with Quinn or in the back by the horses, or working on something by the barn.When we are in t

Beggar The woman like After are both built as fighters. Mercy got hips, big breast and a curvy tall body that can make any man feel lesser.After is more lean, but her stomach is ripped and her shoulders are broad, which makes up for her short form.“You were fucking screaming so loud I heard you from outside,” Venus bursts out laughing.I was witness to that day.The Satan Sniper's Club was a lot different from the few bikers I have run into a long my years in Washington DC.The Satan Snipers mostly didn't have sex in the open, we heard them now and again or a few kissed each other on Saturday when we were having our open braai. But the place isn't a fuck fest.Unless the other Chapters and Charters are around. That's an entire new ball game.I only witnessed it for a night before I left here but since my return I did hear the stories among the women. “Okay, okay, but in my defense, Knight and Storm have the bigger kind, two for o