Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Satan Sniper's Motorcycle Club: Kabanata 81 - Kabanata 90

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. I contemplated on ways on how it will go as I sat across the man who made me feel. I never knew a man like River. The more I watched him, the deeper I fell into the pitfall of his gaze seeing a mirror of myself, a reflection of a human scorned. It was on that Sunday at the back of my yard that I finally saw the torture in his gaze. DJ spoke and I answered but my eyes never wavered from the man that would have my body by the end of the night. This man, that would ultimately ruin me in one breath. The daylight ended its heated mess when Killer and DJ left and still I watched him. I'm on the step of my porch, my body heated with thoughts of this man. He picks up the rest of the to

RiverI shake my head as I move closer to the two brothers who are both wearing their cuts. Can't say I'm in the least bit surprised Killer told the club. He never sees the need to lie or shut the fuck up. "Are you gonna pass me one of those or are you gonna sit there wondering if my balls are still heavy?" I say to the brother. Knight throws his head back in a roaring laugh while Texas passes me a court. I snap it open and tip it back taking a deep swallow. I move between them heading for the door. "Might wanna sit your ass right over here, ain't wanna go in there now." Texas's warning stops me mid-step. The man isn't known for a lot of words. My back still to both of them. My beer in my right-hand dangling from my fingers. I ask, "What's going on?" "We called votes today, Rounder's out, you in and Storm is gone trigger fuckin' happy, as I said you ain't wanna go in there. Sit your ass over here," Texas informs me and I swear to fucking Christ that I am hearing thi

Hannah I saw a woman who though lived to see another day would never learn to swim to shore. A light whistle snaps me out of my dark reverie and I look up into brown small eyes attached to rich olive skin. The Italian biker smiles a sexy smile, "Yo mama. You are one fine looking woman." My brows arch seeing this charming man standing so tall right next to me. His steady gaze alert yet playful. And I can't help the words that leave my mouth, "A fine-looking woman like me and a sexy guy like yourself will make one hell of a night." The small smirk on my face is my giveaway that I'm joking but the heat in his eyes that turn smoldering before my own tells me he ain't. He licks his lips, "Who says we got to make it just a night when I can easily make it a month." My eyebrows shoot up and before I can even reply he wraps his fingers around my hand I have on the trolley, "Names Knight, want to go out on a date?" My mind instantly goes back to River when he asked me o

HannahI woke up this morning and went straight to my mirror. I asked myself is this who I am. Was I seriously giving River, the man who walked away without even a snicker of regret another chance? I was. Because even though he hurt me. He has been good for Jo. She smiles a lot when he brings her back. The sound of my phoning ringing has me rushing to where I left it charging. I hit the coffee table with my knee and curse, not even looking at the screen I pick it up, "Hello." "Morning Hannah banana." I squeak, "Hi." How the hell did he get my number? “I'm on my way you got an hour woman." River cuts the call before I even reply. I stare at the phone and my mind is still processing that twenty-two-second call. It's almost an hour that passes, I'm just putting my purple pumps on when the knock sounds on the door. Jo rushes right past me and throws the old thing open. I stand up to my full height and my mouth waters at the vision before me. He's wearing a new pair of black jea

River My life has always been a ride for the finish line. I have watched men bleed until their very souls have twisted and turned, leaving their bodies. I have seen death in numbers of a thousand. I've faced off with killers who fight for things they know not of. I have murdered fathers, taken meaningless lives for a country that will never surrender, that will always want more. I have experienced life and love and all those fucking in-betweens'. I have watched my father die as he took his last breath with so much hate that I wished him to suffer. Life has always been a fucking ride to the finish line but with my brothers at the back and the throttle of the bike, I have soared breathing in another day. There is death where I go now. It waits for me, screaming its penance on my sins. I'm choking with the vibration of the engine between my legs. We ride, as one. My Kanla brothers having my back. I never thought my life will be this way. I never thought I'll settle for one