Angel Biker Novels & Stories

They were both oblivious to the pictures that were being taken of them. Lifting his head, he smiled at Taz. “I have something for you.” Angel handed him the white shirt box. He opened it and removed the cut, letting the box and tissue paper fall to the ground. The first thing that she saw was that it was not her cut, and yet it was. The center patch was newer, the devil, who now had multicolored braids, sat on the motorcycle with a halo hanging haphazardly on the left horn, giant angel wings flowed out behind him. The bottom rocker declared her to be Sinners Daughter and the top one proclaimed her as The Devil Herself.

At that time when they were racing, he had faintly glanced at the rider right behind him and remembered his eyes. "Yes, it's him," Angela said proudly and Julian smiled. "I'm glad you got a biker boyfriend. It was on your wishlist," He mused as Angela paused before nodding with a light smile. They said their goodbyes and he walked off, Angela and Luca got in the car. "So, you wanted a biker dude?" Luca's voice was edgy and angry. "Yeah?" she said hesitantly, and it almost sounded like a question. "I would've killed that guy," He grumbled in surfacing rage as he roared the car to life.

Angel smiled and said laughingly “You are reading my mind Cody. Hiring exercise riders and getting some decent horses for riding are at top of the list.” Cody laughed and said “I am ahead of you, boss I got some coming for interviews. Some of these jockeys are a bit big in their britches if you ask me, a little full of themselves.” Angel’s eyes narrowed and she said “Yea we don’t want that kind of person here; we have a very Zen environment it all works well here. We won’t be causing any disruptions to that, and you know I would tell any jockey who wants to ride for us that.”

Two. The lead biker’s front tire exploded. The bike flipped forward, sending the rider flying into a brick wall like a rag doll. The second biker swerved to avoid the wreckage, and I took the opportunity to put three rounds through his chest. He slid across the pavement, sparks flying in a long, bright arc before he disappeared into the dark. I dropped back into the seat, breathing hard. “I think that's the last of them.”

"Come here, Tessa." I climbed onto the high back seat directly behind him, my small arms locking tightly around his thick waist as the powerful engine roared to life with a sudden, deafening rumble that shook the ground beneath us. With a twist of his throttle, Stone steered the bike out of the trees, leading the thirty patched brothers of the Iron Reapers back onto the open asphalt highway.

“What about Chris?” At the mention of her fairy boyfriend, Reebah instantly tensed and looked as though she wouldn’t be able to hold back the tears for another moment. Then a change came over her so suddenly that it shocked Angel to see. Her entire being seemed to harden, as though someone was pouring concrete over her. She turned away from Angel and glared into the mirror even as she stated, “We all knew that was destined to fail from the beginning. He’s a fairy and I’m a werewolf. It could never work.”

I’ll even throw in her collar so you can keep her in check. He felt sick, but it was the decision he had to make next that cut him deeply. He did not have a choice though, the Blue Moon Bikers would never forgive Angelina for her betrayal. It was part of the MC code, you never, ever betrayed your Brothers. he took a deep breath. ‘We have no one in this Club with that name.’ He said, somehow keeping all his emotions out of his voice and for once, Morningstar let it go, understanding the gravity of his words.

"I am choosing to end it." He stared at me for a long moment. Then pulled me into his arms. "You are going to give me a heart attack one of these days." "Probably. But at least it will be interesting." We left Chicago at dawn. All twenty bikers accounted for. Some wounded, none dead. Diane's operations destroyed. Message sent. On the drive back to Nevada, I dozed against Albert's shoulder, exhausted. "Eva," he said quietly. "You know she is not going to honor that deal, right? She will come back."

"Before I stop being polite." The tall Viper looked like he wanted to argue but one of his friends grabbed his arm. "Come on man. It's not worth it." They backed away slowly then turned and walked off into the growing darkness. Maya watched until they disappeared around a corner. Her hands were shaking and she shoved them in her pockets so no one would see. "You okay?" Blackwood asked again. "I'm fine." Maya looked at her bike. At the neighborhood around her. At the six bikers standing there like they were waiting for something. "I just need to fix my starter."

He stood on his bike and leaned forward, his eyes narrowing with a calculative gaze as he thought of ways to overtake the riders in front of him. Amanda's breath became heavy, anxiety creeping through her veins as she rubbed her clammy hands together. “Which team do you think is gonna win, Amanda?” Charlotte asked, nibbling her lower lips with her gaze fixed on the bikers Amanda let out a cool breath and replied nervously, “I - I dunno. I'm just hoping Adrian makes it to the top five…” According to the game's rules, during the first round, all bikers from multiple clubs must race against each other at the same time.