Biker Gang Books Novels & Stories

In fact, she had the same banner plastered to the wall of her apartment too. There were motorcycle helmets stacked perfectly behind the door, and a punching bag stood in one corner, looking worn out from use along with some dumbbells laying under it. On the shelves, tucked behind trophies and medals from games he had won, were books. Real books. They also looked worn out from reading, and she recognised some classics. They were books she loved, but never imagined a boy like him would ever touch. There was an open sketchbook on another drawer, with a half-finished sketch of a bike. She gasped, fascinated at how good he was. She reached down and slipped open the previous page of the book, and

"I'm doing this. With or without legal approval." Sarah closed her eyes briefly. "Fine. But I'm going to be there. With paramedics on standby. And if this goes sideways, I'm pulling you out myself." "Deal." As we walked out of the police station, I kept my arm around Lisa. People stared—we'd become infamous. The biker enforcer and his society bride. The alliance nobody wanted. "Jackson," Lisa said quietly. "That photo of your truck. You weren't anywhere near the Iron Wolves clubhouse that night."

There was talk of merging the MC and the gang but while we trusted each other, most of the gang didn't want to adhere to MC rules and many members of the MC didn't agree with all of the morals of the gang. Besides all the Saints, Joker also introduced us to the Twins, Willa and West. They were legends. Everyone involved in the underground knew their story. They were two kids that were on the run with their mother from their father and brothers since their father was the leader of the Kings which at the time was one of the strongest and most brutal Mafias.

The book says alpha biker secret TWINS, so we are going to actually take a look at one of the twins. The girl Luna has a lot of story tobe told she is a child with a frightening, barely-understood gift, growing into someone who has to decide what kind of person to be with it. This is her story. Some kids are afraid of the dark. Luna was afraid of feeling people.

I didn’t want him to think I was ogling him as the package and not the bike-- oh God no! I still can't have anything to do with any man until I've done away with Oliver for good. It'd be unfair to cheat emotionally with whoever I'll be with right now and a biker? Damn, that's far from it. They tend to be wild, dangerous, toxic- I've read a lot of biker romance and good Lord, it's about biker gangs and shit. No, thanks, I'll pass. I turned my head to steal glances at him again when I suddenly saw the biker's helmet right next to my window.

I hear the roar of bikes coming from the road and glance up placing my mobile away. Lex is reading lead with Roger, Jax, Michael and Dean following behind. They’re all on mean-ass Harley’s the low rumble ordinarily a sweet noise to my ears. Tonight, as it starts to get dusky, it reminds me of the days when we were in the gang and had wars on our hands, battles to fight, stakes to claim.

But today he is not in the mood. He ignored her and became busy with his work. He already informed Nero that he found Mia. The bikers gang which executed this kidnap is wiped out entirely. But their MC president is missing and Reed is on the lookout for him. Reed shot the bikers one after another. Finding Mia was the only thing he wanted. The MC has a total of Two hundred and twenty-three members. A hundred and eleven among them are women and kids. Mercilessly he killed all the men leaving the women and kids alone. They shouldn't have done the mistake of taking the girl who is under his protection. Now they have to pay. Russia has only a few bikers.

She made a small sound and I heard her step back a few paces. One of the bikers, flashing a bright smile at her, cackling, "Don't go far! I want to motorboat those ripe breasts of yours!" He wouldn't be laughing so hard after I was done with him. The lead biker looked at my son, arching an eyebrow. The exchange was quick but I didn't miss it. "Get them!" the leader ordered, pointing at us. The two gangsters rushed forward, one of them holding out his baseball bat. I grabbed it and rammed my knee into his groin. The biker's eyes had tears of pain flowing down his cheeks, his face turning deep red.

Ryker cleared his throat before answering, "To hang out at the bar as usual." "And drink and get drunk?" Rosalia shook her head. "No wonder," she said more quietly. Ryker who heard that was drawn closer to her. "What does that head shake mean?" Rosalia girded her loins even though she was scared to death of Ryker and those men. "That's what I thought about the biker gang and you confirmed it." Ryker quickly picked up the screwdriver Rosalia was holding. "We're not an ordinary biker gang. We're not what you think we are." Then he threw the screwdriver at the wall and it stuck there. "We're more dangerous than you think."

He was completely disrespecting my status in my own pack territory, but strangely, the more this Rocco guy spoke, the more interest I picked up in him. He had real balls. The balls of a real villain. He wasn't like the bowing politicians or the crying servants at the palace. He was the 'my rules only' kind of guy. Which was good. Rocco leaned back again, looking at the photos. "There are at least fifty plus biker gangs in your pack territory, Delta Pack. And amongst these fifty, at least forty-eight of them run their businesses very calm and friendly. They don't want trouble with the law. And the others, if there is any rival or violence, it is strictly within themselves. Bikers are not know