All Chapters of The Biker's Rules: Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

Date = 16 November Two long days of testing out our new bikes done and dusted.Place = San Francisco (Damion’s house)(Race track)POV - DamionI wake up feeling compressed, pinned down, like someone’s thrown a sandbag over my legs. I try to move and … nothing.I open my eyes and stare straight at t

That description lands like a stone in my gut.“Can you remember any of his tattoos?”“Yes … some letters … I saw a V and two I’s. A lightning bolt. And skulls.”That’s a start, I guess.“What about the car? Can you remember what make it was?”“It was white.” Not very helpful. “I don’t know cars. Wh

A one-two punch to the liver.“Just like last time,” she adds, not looking at me. “You know — Mel acts tough, but she cracks easily. And today?” She finally turns, her gaze unflinching. “Today, you shattered her. Same way you did at the boardwalk.”“And the zoo,” I correct automatically.She blinks.

Jackson dodges it with ease and goes in with a solid attack — two brutal shots to the ribs, a sharp kick to the ear — then, as the big man stumbles sideways, Jackson drives his elbow straight into his face.Clean. Efficient. Final.A little overkill, but Jackson is not really the sympathetic or forg

It’s dangerous. It’s risky.That’s the point.When I’m done, I refuel, lube the chain, and talk lines with Sean. He rides clean. Controlled. Practical.We balance each other.“Eat,” Mark says, tossing us beef cut rolls. “And drink your Monsters.”We eat, while he talks strategy, and swallow nerves.