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

The bold logo of his crew stood out prominently—a devil in the center flanked by two pitchforks, all surrounded by the lettering: *Demented Devils MC*. It struck me suddenly: was I part of his crew now? Would he always be this mean to me, or was there something deeper beneath his tough exterior? As the engine roared to life beneath us, I felt a mix of excitement and fear knot in my stomach. I had no idea what awaited me on this ride, and the uncertainty bore down on me like a heavy fog. I wasn’t ready for this next chapter of my life, but it seemed that the pages were already turning, and I could only hold on and see where it would lead.

V. The demon king, Lucifer Black is the most dangerous and brutal demon. He is the cruel and dark king of the devil's kingdom named Lucifer's hell. The demon of deception and savagery. He loved to kill, and had dark magic that could rip his enemies into pieces quickly of a second. Going against him meant death because he is the strongest demon in the realm. He was merciless and everyone feared him, even his family. His body, his features, and his voice had authority among the whole demons. And looked like he was made for the night of all of its sins... Years of war and battle made him cold, his enemies made him more ruthless.

Jaguar. The desert wind swept through the valley as the Sandcastles MC climbed onto our bikes. There was a roar from the devil himself as we kicked our bikes alive. We rode out in formation. We were the Sandcastles MC. Nobody fucked with us, because we were the biggest and baddest fuckers alive. We took what we wanted. But we also weren’t fucking stupid. We made deals when deals made sense. And right now, everyone knew a deal with the Snakes made sense before we ended up killing each other completely.

"I-I'm not bothering anyone." "That so?" He chuckled, chillingly close to me now, surveying me like the prey I've always been. "Aw, the Omega's giving orders now? Hey, look at me when I'm talking to you." I froze. My eyes shut tight. Not again. These bastards never missed the chance to make my life hell. Not wanting to go back home with a black eye, like last time, I looked up. Dean was standing there with his usual stupid, taunting grin, flanked by three other bullies- Lena, Ryker and Jay. All Betas and loyal little puppies to Dean.

“This gal is free as a bird.” “You sure?” he smirked. “Because the way Steel’s looking at you, I could have sworn he doesn’t know that.” I frowned at him, before spinning around and--- and sure enough. The Wolf Rider MC were playing pool at the other end of the bar, and a very large, very pissed-off-looking Steel was glaring at us. And hell, if eyes could kill--- I’d be in China! That's how far down under I’d be! Great! The one night I go out, I end up at the same place Steel’s at? Didn’t they already have everything they needed at the clubhouse? Did he really have to come out here to rain on my parade?

“My response will be nothing but biology. I’m not a fucking stone so of course I’m going to respond to sexual stimulation. But don’t for a second think it translates to any emotion other than disgust.” “You guys bullied my brother off the school, threatened and blackmailed me to be here after ruining my life. How could I ever want you three? You’re nothing but sad, pathetic bullies who feel some sort of power making other people miserable.” “Enough!” Logan growled, shooting up from the bed. I sat up, a taunting smile spreading across my face. “Why? Did I strike a nerve? Which part? pathetic bullies? Or the part where I declared I’d never want any of you.”

I made my way into the room as I caught a glance of him feeding strawberries to a slim faired lady dressed almost half naked while she sat on his thighs making slow lap dances. A sting of jealousy went through me as I moved towards him. “Get off you bitch” I said as I pushed her away from his lap making her loose balance and hitting the floor. “Wha— I made sure he made no further sound as I slapped him hard across the face. He stood up abruptly looking so surprised but I was filled with enough blinding rage to even flinch. “How dare you slap me, Elena Montgomery!” He roared. “It’s Elena Silverton in case you forgot, have you no shame?” I said breaking down as I looked around the room.

"If this is a trick, if you try to escape, I'll put a bullet in your sister's head." "It's not a trick." "You better hope not." He checks his weapon, loads special ammunition. "These rounds are designed specifically for enhanced targets. Silver-titanium composite. They'll punch through anything." "Even you?" "I'm not enhanced, remember? Just human skill and training." He meets my eyes. "Which is why I'll survive when you enhanced freaks tear each other apart." "You really hate us, don't you? Enhanced wolves." "I hate what you represent." His voice is cold. Clinical. "Shortcuts. Power without discipline. Strength without earning it. You're all ticking time bombs waiting to explode."

But my own plans, though seemingly more structured, were fraught with their own complexities and challenges. "I'm just planning on taking over my pack as the next alpha," I said, trying to sound confident and assured. Jules nodded, her eyes scanning the crowd for potential prey. It was then that I noticed a new student approaching us, her head held high and her eyes blazing with defiance. She was unlike any other student I had seen—stubborn and strong-willed, with a fierce determination that radiated from her every pore. Jules, sensing an opportunity to assert her dominance, moved in to bully the newcomer, her eyes glinting with malicious intent. But the girl was no pushover, and soon a fier

It was mostly his friends who did the physical bullying, but sometimes Steve would intervene and stop them. He wasn't really a bad boy, just a teenager like me. Suddenly, Maggie interrupted us with a serious expression on her face. "Listen guys, I have to tell you something," she said, and we stopped to listen. "I found out who hurt you," she said, worry etched on her face. "It was Russia's most powerful mafia king, Sebastian Federico. His men are the ones who hurt you both." "You've got to be kidding me!" I exclaimed, unable to believe what I was hearing.