All The Young Dudes Marauders Novels & Stories

the puncher snarled at Mark. “Hey”! Zhane shouted from the back earning everyone’s attention. Zhane wanted to do more than just shout. He wanted to beat the boys to pulp for even trying to hurt his mate. Mark on the other hand was shocked and surprised to have spotted Zhane. Zhane was much more muscular and older than those teenage boys, so to see him glaring at them with anger did unnerve the teenagers. “What do you think you’re doing?” Zhane took a few steps closer to the boys. “You should go and pick someone of your own size,” he declared.

I just went to the room in search of the thing I really wanted, and quickly found it. Then, I waited... And waited... Soon the door opened and--- and the man I’d been waiting for entered. “Cracker sends her regards,” I said with a smile and pulled the trigger, blowing Thomas Larson’s brains out. I quickly got out of the house, making myself blend into the crowd easily as other MC members looked just as uncomfortable and out of place as I did. The Black Skulls were a much larger MC than ours, and therefore, not all members knew each other, which was perfect for me.

It was a mandate, etched in blood and tradition. Demetri, positioned just below the elders, held his ground like a fortress. His rules were law, and to defy him was to invite ruin. Across from me stood Marcus, a striking figure with piercing blue eyes and dark dreadlocks that framed his pale face like a crown of shadows. He was the president of the Lions Pact, the crew that ruled Flagstaff with an iron fist. Next to him, Elden leaned casually against the back of his chair. His buzz cut gleamed under the dim light, and his sharp green eyes scanned the room like a predator watching for weakness. He commanded the Road Ragers in Scottsdale, a crew known for their brutality.

After they got out of the car, they were immediately met by a load bang of a gun, that they immediately avoided. “You're rusting, Marcus!” Daniel shouted on the second floor, where a man with a beard was standing. Marcus is a 28 years old hunk man with a muscular body and strong muscles. His cold stares matched his cold personality. “Hurry and go up here, morons.” As they go, they saw the four alphas and its betas. “Fastest in Howling land but late for the meeting?” Barron's teasing, alpha of the third region. “Shut up there,

Rica smiled politely. When they settled, Angel went off to the east side with Arwel to play the adrenaline game they were talking about. It was just a simple game of the number of hunting prey. And whoever gets the most numbers will be the winner. Then, rogues came out to cause a ruckus but the Reeves cousins were already on their move. “Damn, I’ve got five here.” Marius clicked his tongue when he killed the last rogue on his side. “Yahoo, I’ve finally got eight this time.” Tiffania chuckled when she informed that and it was making Marius and Lincon whined.