Chained Soldier Mc Novels & Stories

“And you're the second in command for a charter of the Henchmen that I happen to sell a lot of guns to.” He chuckled. “Yeah, that about covers it. How did you get here?” “My parents ran a club back home. Old school. Sexist. Usual MC shit. I couldn't stand being shut out on account of having a vagina, and I definitely wasn't the club princess they thought I should be. Especially since I could do a better job than all of them combined. So, I moved here, Karma came with me, and we set up the Valkyrie.” “No special man back home?”

"You take so long, but it's okay…" "It's worth it, Ria ..." "It was all paid off, even I'll be chained to death waiting for you ..." I stared at him and stroke his hair bad. He smiled like his usual perpetual scowl. Watching me in an alluring way, painful. His eyes were bloodshot as I saw how tears rolled down his cheeks. "It's only you…" "You're more than enough, Ria…" My lips irk there to smiled at him in an oozing way. I nod as we both were in tears reading Ambre's hand written. "After all, we are chained to dust…"

Gypsy One minute I was doing yoga in the small, paved yard, trying to stretch my body so my mind would clear from all the negative thoughts that were swirling around it, and the next, Fang, giant burly president of the Savage Sons MC had me in his arms, his mouth hungrily devouring mine. I kissed him back. It wasn’t sweet or caring, it was passion more like anger, but that was us all over. Darting a hand between our bodies, Fang tore the stretchy material away from my crotch. I should have been angry, but part of me understood his eagerness.

Joel aka Gamer best at games planning attacks. Brent, Jarret’s younger brother is still in the Army. After he gets out, he will be joining the club. His road name will be Army. Joel, Tracker’s younger brother is still in the Marines, when he retires, he’ll also join the club. His road name will be Rebel. CHAPTER 1 The Knights MC

He opens the door and Adrianna lunges at him while giggling and talking a million miles an hour about her souvenirs that her Aunt Lisa had gotten her. We head inside where Shane pulls me into him and walk straight over to where Austin and Candice are standing with an older couple. The man has a cut on, like the rest of the Warriors, but this one looks different. It's worn, a few holes in it, and on the bottom of the Nightmare Warriors lettering, it says Chesapeake Chapter. "Shane?" "Hmm?" He answers stopping with Adrianna still flung to his chest. She somehow managed to grab hold of one of the mini sandwiches from the platters of food.

“And that is very good news for you and your old man.” “Why don’t you just take your pound of flesh and be done with it?” Declan had expected the Claws to come for him, as soon as he’d gotten wind of the attack on Old Ed Channing, Patrick’s father in law, and the President of the Steel Claw Motorcycle Club. He’d been perturbed, but not exactly surprised, to learn that the perpetrator of the attack had been his own father, Jimmy Pierce. Not that he’d deign to bash Old Ed’s skull in himself, no: had one of his ex-IRA cronies do it, no doubt. Jimmy Pierce insisted that he was absolutely not part of an organized crime ring. But when push came to shove, they seemed pretty organized to Declan.

I asked. Andy nodded, his eyes dark. “Then why? Why do you stay with him?” He chuckled sadly. “Oh, Mia. Believe me I’ve tried to leave. But I just can’t.” I watched him as pure agonizing emotion played in his eyes. His face was dark when he said, “I’m chained to him, Mia. Whether by design or fate, I don’t know. I just can’t get away from him. I hate him sometimes. But… I… I’m chained to him. I… I have these feelings for him. It’s so fucking confusing and complicated. I don’t know. I just don’t know why or how or what the fuck ever… I just don’t. He makes me happy, and then he makes me angry and pissed.”

Hands and legs chained heavily. Aehrys. At the same time, pain struck me, and I fell weak to my knees. I groaned as the agony ripped through my chest, but I kept watching. I watched as my past self was shoved to the ground by the soldier who had brought her in. Unluckily for him, Soren reached him in two strides and grabbed him by the throat. "Soren!" He didn't even turn at the sound of his name. He twisted the soldier's neck and snapped it clean. The body hit the floor with a dull thud.

Christian orders the people who chained me to leave, he holds me and guides me to a chair “I am sorry for the chains but I couldn’t have you pulling any of your witchy shit again. But he only knew about the fire and earth, he didn’t know about air and water, and my clothes were drenched in water. Fighting against the chains, I loosen the ones behind my back, it burned but it was enough to get my hands out and partially shift so they become claws. The chain around my neck was the biggest problem, it was burning into my skin, cutting the flesh deeply with each swallow. “Let. Tasha. Go!” He rolls his eyes at me “I think that chain needs to be pulled tighter” He pulls a pair of leather gloves on

Miguel was cleaning his caliber 45 in his hut at their camp. That’s where he would live with the other soldiers. He felt like the gun is already a part of him. It was with him like forever. It was his partner way before he was still starting in the army up until now that he became an officer designated in this province. At the age of 28, he’s already successful with what he has achieved in the army. But he admits that it was not an easy road going to where he is now.