Blood Eyes Biker Gang Novels & Stories

But not a lot. I go over to the restroom to wash my face. I need some shock. Stepping in front of the sink, my reflection glares back at me. I've been sleeping enough, but my eyes look red. And my skin is pale. I look like a sad dog. My ochre eyes like dirty dishwater. Leaving the locker rooms, I walk to the bleachers. More kids have shown up, and I see that Dane, Pike, and Jack have moved to stand near where we gather when Mr. Hilliard makes us.

Curly golden hair and light emerald eyes, pale skin, and a body similar to Rai's both in muscles and height. "You saw what?" He asked shocked. "What's wrong with you? Why did you take that shit off?" Ha, those two are so funny. I had a smirk on when I talked back at him, "You two are so damn funny. Both of you want me dead, just like everybody else. Yes, I can see others dying with my eyes. No, I do not kill them. No, I can't do anything about it. No, it can't be changed. Yes, I don't mind if you all blame me for it. Is that what you want to hear?" They both were speechless while staring back at me. "Look, brothers, I don't mind you hating me and wanting me dead. Really, I don't. But you hav

They're all looking at me like I'm something that might bite. "Boss," one of them says, nodding to Ryder. "Clean pickup?" he continues, eyeing the blood on my face. "Three enforcers down, but alive." Ryder moves to my side, his hand settling on my lower back. The touch sends electricity up my spine. "They'll have headaches for a week." The biker crosses his arms over his chest. "And the girl?" "She's mine." The possessive edge in his voice makes my wolf stir with interest. Ryder's amber eyes scan the group of men. "Anyone who has a problem with that can take it up with me directly."

Rider was looking around as if he wanted to run, “go ahead! But my men will have you within moments and if they have to hunt you down you will be banished after being beaten! Then the rouges will finish you off!” Rider looked at me and Angel although her eyes didn’t leave me. She was focused on me and only me and I was hoping that was a good thing. He looked like reality had hit and he gave up. As soon as my men arrived they were ordered to take him to my dad so all ties could be cut. Unfortunately my dad’s Beta was 1 of the warriors who arrived! I called him over and explained the situation, what Rider had done and the decision that had been made. He nodded in agreement and thanked me for s

Athena Chaos is supposed to be loud, but this was quiet. It didn't explode; it just sort of seeped into the clearing like a bad smell. The bikes rolled in with a low, oily growl. No chrome, no insignias just matte-black frames and riders who looked like they’d forgotten how to blink. The morning mist didn't stand a chance; the heat from their engines shredded it into nothing. Inside me, my wolf wasn't just bristling; she was pacing a tight, frantic circle, her claws snagging on my psyche. These guys weren't here to talk. They were here to see who bled first.

“I haven’t seen him since I was sixteen.” He studied my face, as if he was searching for the truth, and looking for something I didn’t even know I had. He didn’t look convinced at all. “You might know something,” he said. “You’ve got the wrong girl.” “You’re wrong,” he said. One of the bikers snorted. “She’s terrified.” “I’m not,” I said. My voice betrayed me anyway. Cassius didn’t look away from me. If anything, his gaze sharpened like a blade being pulled free.

The riders all got off their bikes and the few that wore helmets quickly pulled them off. "Why the fuck are we here? What could any of you possibly want?" Shooter, ever the hothead spat at us as they lined up to face us. I glanced over the men that had come. Uncles and cousins along with my brothers, my father and Margo's father and brother and a few others. Viper seemed to stare at Margo for a moment but then quickly focused on me. Bear did the same thing. Shooter glared at Nat but then followed suit and looked at me. Most of the group ended up staring at me. What was that about? I glanced over at Joker who just shrugged at me and then gestured for me to speak.

“I struck his eyes with the spear first, because he looked at my baby with those evil filled eyes. And no one hurts what’s mine and goes Scot free.” “So, you don’t worry about his death. I took care of it already.”

the Don boomed in anger, I only laughed which seemed to fuel his anger, his minion tied me to the chair and I didn't even struggle, I was doing a staring contest with the beast who was throwing me daggers with his eyes, I think I found a new hobby, and it's digging my grave further, I already established the fact since a long time that my grave was already dug, I gave the beast a wink, digging my grave further, at least if they're going to tie my mouth, so I can't speak, I could at least use my eyes, maybe until he decides to pull them out.

Rei’s Point of View The gentle breeze rustled my sundress while I stood by his motorcycle. The sun's warmth caressed my skin, and I found solace in his company. His face was hidden behind the helmet he never seemed to remove, yet he lifted the visor to reveal his sparkling, captivating hazel eyes. I returned the gesture with a sweet smile, my blue eyes reflecting my happiness with him. Amid my chaotic life, X brought a sense of tranquility and serenity that I couldn't find elsewhere.