Inferno Demon Riders Mc: My Five Obsessed Bullies Novels & Stories

The demonic bull did not care about the bystanders at all. It simply glared at the old man lying on the ground with a mocking look in its eyes. It lifted its feet as it began to step on the old man’s body in an insulting manner. “Uncle Mace seems to be in danger!” At this moment, Xyrielle seemed to be extremely nervous. “Uncle Mace is a top prestigious guest in our family, and he is also my father’s friend. Young Master Laidler, I wonder if you have a way to defeat this demonic bull and save Uncle Mace?” Xyrielle asked nervously.

He howls in pain like the pathetic loser he is. I mindlink my warriors to get a dungeon cell ready along with some devilsbane injections. I shuddered at that, I injected myself once to see what it felt like and I was down for the count for 3 days. Incubi are the lowest on the demon chain, so he'll be worse off. Cocky little fuckers they are though, they're still generally stronger than a single werewolf but if they came across more than 2 of them, they're toast. Burnt toast.

Chapter 4: The Glorious Lifestyle Of Steel Cowboys Room 42, Kings Canyon Motel, Roadside Motel, Unknown City, South Dakota.... Revving engines filled the surrounding air as "Brick" and his gang lined the parking lot and prepared to take off down the long and winding road in continuation of their journey and the party that seemed to never end whenever they were together. There were about nine of them hitting the road all together and each and everyone of them carried the blood of a beast inside their veins as they fuled up on cocain and alcohol while tearing through town after town reveling in the new found freedom their lifestyle had afforded them. Each member of The Howlers M.C wore a patch

I snap when the call connects. “Four more recruits this month and I just found out the new girl has a biker daddy. He was ever wearing Death Riders' colors.” “Found a new toy, did ya?” I snicker at my man, who is a certified high school counselor. It makes him perfect for recruiting new young blood into the crew. He and his teenage son are a twisted team. Their blood play is extreme, and they both like to share teenage girls. The girls can’t handle it and often bleed out, ruining their fun.

There was a moment of silence before he spoke, “dad reached out, didn’t he?” “Yep, left a message with my beta and everything. So, tell me, what’s going on?” I asked. “Things are a bit rough over here. A new pack moved in a few towns over, and they’ve been harassing all the she-wolves any time they go into town.” He said. “So why don’t you kick their ass?” I asked. “They’re not a regular pack, Roman. They’re lycans and they’re strong as fuck. The few warriors I sent out to scout them never returned.” He informed me.

Moreover, the Demonic Beasts living here must be familiar with fire-attributed treasures like this Firebird Core Feather. Wooo!!! In between the large trees, a gigantic jet-black bull with both horns curled up came out. He stared at the five people in front of him with his red eyes. This bull surprised everyone. “This method works, but are we calling the right Demonic Beast?” Yao Shan said while staring at the black bull intently. “I-it's a Level 5 Demonic Beast, Black Demonic Bull” Feng Ying stammered.

She told and Maggie nodded. “Good,” she responded coldly. They all went silent and kept waiting for the boys to arrive. Then suddenly, the bullies in Fighter’s class began to approach them. They got to where the ladies were and stopped in front of their table. They all looked at them in confusion. “Why are you here?” Ashley asked furrowing her brows. “You need to be careful with those guys, you are not who you think they are. They are demonic and they kill people.” Ashley and Maggie exchanged looks, and then looked at the bullies.

A gasp escapes the lips of literally everyone present, the hall noisy and filled with panic but no one dares to take any move for fear of being the next. Suddenly, much to my horror, he tilts his head towards me, our gazes locking. “Mine” he growls. I feel like peeing my pants as fear grips my entire being, before I have the chance to react, I suddenly feel strong hands grabbing me; his warriors. “Noo!!!” I scream, desperately pleading to be freed but it is daytime. At this moment, I wish I'd been bought by anyone in the crowd instead. As the warriors exit with me caged like an animal, realization dawns on me. I've been bought, claimed by the devil himself.

I hissed at him. A few blocks away from school there was an alley that was notorious for after school fights. I know that place because well I am always a spectator and I love watching teenagers beat the shit out of each other. I was just joking. I separate the fight most of the time because it was mainly a place where bullies pick on their prey and I don't want Mr. Samuel getting to know about it. That man is a hawk ,he always watches my every move and sometimes I wonder if my parents sent him.

An angry red spot was beginning to form on his chin where the force of the ball had hit him. The world stopped right at that moment for me when I met his murderous glare, that screamed in capital letters. YOU ARE SO FUCKING DEAD!!. ******* don't forget to drop your comments !!