Harley Davidson Books Novels & Stories

Whatever it was, he was good and big in it. He was prospering in his legal businesses and the illegal ones were topnotch seeing how everyone knew of him… a crude handsome fox. Dylan was the number one in his business and to crown it all, here I was going through his stuff. Though his room was plain, the amount of files in there wasn't. So many trades, treaties, allegiance and the rest and there were books. I reached out and took one of them, the books weren't outdated because I knew every single one. ‘His’ by Aubrey Dark, ‘ Haunting Adeline’ , ‘The Priest’ by Sierra Simone.

I grab the bike and continue to roll it following Harley’s directions. “You never answered my question the other day. Why out of all the places on Earth did you choose to go to Italy?” Harley sighs. I get the impression being outside and walking is making her more comfortable to open up about herself. “I was going through a rough patch. I spent a lot of time reading, it was a way to distract myself from all the shit I was thinking about and feeling. Some people turn to drugs or alcohol, I turn to books.” She glances at me, and I feel myself giving her a soft encouraging smile. “Anyway, there was this one book my sister gave me to read called Under the Tuscan Sun. It’s about this woman whose

Some of the suggestions were actually already going to be happening anyway, but as a fan of this book, I want to know what you want to happen! Will Alex and Harley end up together or not? Will anyone die between now and the ending? Will Ron ever find out, and if he does, does he accept what has happened? What will the consequences be? Do the guys ever find the man who abused Harley? What do you think of the new title; The Outlaw Chronicles? ;) Tell me your thoughts below!!!

After days of thinking, Dominic finally found a way to earn money. He bought a secondhand motorcycle and said he would drive passengers between town and the village. “Honey, I can still make money,” he said, forcing a smile. “People always need rides. I’ll drive slowly and carefully.” The motorcycle had been modified before we bought it. The seat was much longer than usual, welded awkwardly to the frame. It looked unstable, especially on the winding mountain road that led back to our village. I frowned when I saw it. “Is this safe?” I asked. “Your leg hasn’t healed properly. What if something happens?”

That's what Harry does to me, a single touch from him is enough to get me horny. Harley got up from the seat, moving away from the table. "I'm leaving guys" Harry shifted his attention to her "You going home?" "No" she replied curtly. Harry hung his head, his eyes full of questions. "I'm going out" She added vaguely. "OUT" Harry emphasized. "To the bookstore" Harley said, pressing her lips. "And I won't be back till around 9 or 10 pm" "Okay" He said casually. "She spends that much time in the bookstore?" I asked after Harley left.

Harold was out and I was all alone inside the house. I walked upto the book shelf and checked the books he had in his book shelf. Most of them were of business and some were of Sherlocks books, don't wanna read detective books. There was no romantic books here. In such a big book shelf, there are only detective and business management books. I again thoroughly went through the books and found a yellow color old book, which was neither detectives nor business books. I pulled it out and read the title of the book. PARENTHOOD.