Devil Dogs Motorcycle Club Novels & Stories

The devil strode out to where the car was parked. His men flanked both sides of the car, bowing deeply as they did so. In the queue were 10 motorcycles and five cars. The middle car was for the devil, while the other four were for his minions. The five motorcycles lined in front of the cars were for his trained bodyguards, while the other five at the back of the cars were for the newly trained. They are known as scapegoats. “Is everything ready?” He asked Scorpion, who was limping behind him.

someone shouted in surprise. Mo Nai's expression changed drastically. According to the news, Chu the Devil was supposed to be in a hotel. Why was he here? "With Chu the Devil here, there's no need to be afraid. Subterranean Devils Clan is a small thing, right?" Another warrior shouted. The name of Chu the Devil was like a calming pill, calming down the panicking human warriors. "Everyone, leave these three to me. Don't panic. The Subterranean Devils Clan is not terrifying at all. If we hit them, they will feel pain and get hurt, too. We can also kill them," Chu Xun said with a smile.

“This motorcycle club, The Black Devils… they were actually secretly funded by one of our member in the past. He did it to launder his black money and made an alliance if somebody dare go against him. He was killed by the same group but by the time, the group had scattered all around the city. Now they have many governing officials feeding from their hands and they are helpless to wipe the club out”. The officer told in detail, making Bolt sigh deeply. “So that means I have to say yes sir every time any one of them comes around? And pay them because I want to keep working here? That’s bullshit”. Josh was losing temperament as per expected.

I was calm, too calm for someone whose clan was under an attack. “Let's put a call across all our alliances,” I stated, a demonic smile playing on my lips. I can single-handedly take care of the Irish clan, but I wanted to involve every of my alliance who once had issues with them. Igniting their once buried hatred will do me more good. While Nicko handled the call with our alliances, I put a call through Remy Socolov, the head of the Devil priesthood. Devil priesthood… they are groups of mafia Lords and head of the mafias who rule over Russia.

“People call him Devil, no one is born Devil, Life it makes them Devil, No one see the Good in them, No one understand what made them Devil, No one understand every Bad has Good in it, People just need someone to blame for their misery He is both Sun and Moon; he would burn daily to give a better life to his loved one, he stand like a shield in front of them burning the evils around them, He glows not for him but to bring peace in their life, to erase the Darkness around them, He became Devil not for Power, not for blood, Hater is killed with Kindness, Darkness is defeated with Light, He's Devil fighting against all other Devil's safeguarding his loved ones taking all the Darkness inside him

“I can’t always be here to keep an eye on Sammy. Yeah she had a babysitter tonight but I can’t expect a sixteen year-old to be able to fight off the people looking for us. It helps keep me a little calmer knowing that someone is watching out for her. Reason number two might surprise you but Dex and I were best friends in high school. I don’t think that he would join a motorcycle club that would harm women or children given his history. Even though I wasn’t aware that Digger was no longer in charge I do know that The Devil’s Knights is one of the reasons I had such a large head start when Lucifer did start looking for me. He’s had to outsource to someone else when it came to me. And lastly, m

Daddy had only smiled in response then continued, "the Shadow Clan Alpha founded a motorcycle club called Club Casablanca, and the thought of wolves riding motorcycles leaves the elders of the Blue River Clan feeling uneasy." "They must be really bad Daddy," I would then reply, lying on my bed. "Yes, my love. They sure are. Respectable wolves like us shouldn't have anything to do with them. Do you know, that motorcycle club is a sign of the Shadow Clan's lack of respect for the ways of nature. It's a direct and defiant challenge to our own traditions and values." I'd ask him, “Is that why we should always stay away from them Daddy?” And he would reply, "Yes dear. The elders of the Blue River

The Russians have done things far worse than we have. Especially Semion aka the devil. He has no weakness, is very intelligent, and has brutal skills on the field. The stories I've heard of him are incredible. He might be the most feared man in the underworld but that inspires me more to be far worse than him. The Italians have studied his moves carefully. Knowing what his witnesses destroyed him but for the past century, we haven't found anything until last month. His precious daughter. He's done a great job hiding his daughter from us but now that she's soon to reach her 20s and searching for a husband. This is our opportunity to take him down.

I'm sure she's probably feeling overwhelmed by all the new faces, but she doesn't let it show. My uncle, Sam Donovan, sits down across from us. Sam is head of the Wild Riders Motorcycle Club. He runs the bar for their club and can be found there most nights. He's a retired law enforcement officer but likes to keep that under wraps for the most part. He said it would hurt his reputation if everyone knew. I know it's because he still works closely with the police. Being president of a biker club, he hears things, and most people let things slip the more they drink. He's got tattoos covering his arms, and on or off his bike, he looks like the badass biker he is. "So, Collins, when are you going

I quickly supplied them with information. “Ok so he is a biker that’s good to know what does his patch look like?” The woman asked me. “His group is called the Devil’s Jesters. They have a big skull on the back with like a clown hat on the skull” I could see that as I started to explain the motorcycle club that this woman had some idea who she was dealing with.