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

“Now I want you to know that I would have never ever even given you a second glance if I had seen you before now.” His words cut through me like newly sharpened scissors, breaking every inch of boldness in me. I looked at his eyes, they were a fleet of burning despair, I couldn’t help but wonder if he hated me for just my size or he hated me for even existing. “I gave you six months to prove yourself useful Elena, and I wasn’t joking. You can’t be thi…s big! And continue lying as waste in this place.” He spat out blood as a result of the injury the slap gave his mouth.

"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."

My school bully. He would stop at nothing to ensure I left high school a deranged, crazy person. He was driving me insane every second of the day and I know he realized what he was doing. His breath left the hairs at the back of my neck standing, and as much as I wanted him to back off me because his prescence always made it feel like the bottom of my stomach was going to drop, I knew I wouldn't dare. No one could dare stand up to Dave Hallman. His father literally owns this school and half the state. Rumors had it that he even had some connections with dangerous, ruthless underground mafias.

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.

They can only do anything unless he tells them, so she is excited to hurt me as I am here, in their playroom. "I never thought your little cutie girl could be here, Damon?" Theodore Brown walks in, looking at me like I am just a dirt and walks to the other side of the room, still staring at me. He is our pack's Gamma's son, one who doesn't initiate bullying anyone but when he starts, they are just considered dead because he is deadly among everyone in this room. He killed almost 4 people before and no one can recognize the dead people’s face because of the torture they went through by him. People call him a psychopath and I never even wanted to be in the same room as him, he is that scary.

Were not a 1% club but we aren't afraid of anything that fucks with whats ours. There are about 100 in the MC or Mother Charter. Not all live here at the compound and not all are nice decent guys. I mean we are bikers. Most of the older bikers have Ol' Ladies and they are either super nice or a fucking bitch. And when I say super nice I mean they will get on their knees while their husband is tongue fucking a bunny at the same time. Hey whatever gets your rocks off I guess. I turn to Brody and realize that he's been talking to me this entire time. Fuck, I'll here this later.

Ru laughed, looking around to see if anyone else was as excited as she was. No one else had time for amusement. “That’s great,” Rider shouted. “Now close the damn portal!” While Ru had every intention of doing just that, she had a few other matters to attend to first. She turned so that she had a better angle and shot her blue light at the bull. Rider already had it somewhat contained, but between the two of them, it began to slow. “Mitto ego te ad vidisse igneos puteos horrendam daemonium de inferno!” Once again, the demon shrieked before disappearing right in front of her eyes, and Ru giggled with glee, setting her sights on her next victim. She had no idea why the other Keepers didn’t jus

I follow him down to the office. I close the door behind me and take a seat in the old black leather lounge chair. “What’s up?” Devil asks after sitting down in his own chair, his fingers laced together and his posture slightly leaned forward. “Don’t you think this is too easy? Too simple?” Devil gives me a thoughtful look before nodding once. “I’ve been thinking the same thing. I just can’t figure out why the Riders would start this kind of shit with us. They know they can’t win. We’re a bigger club, we own more property, and we’ve lived side by side for years. Why now?”

Rise Of The Bullied Lycan . Chapter 11: early heat? . You are boring. ”Excuse me?” Ford said, sassy-like. He stopped in the midst of moving beers over, head still stuffed in the fridge like an idiot. “Five, Raze, five. I’ve never let you have more than one or two in one sitting. You and your blood-lust are just too much sometimes. You’re too dangerous.” The last one does not count. He was for sport.

Plural? Lyra was going crazy as she howled for them, but my head was screaming hell no. Three mates? That was just insane. And these guys were tall, tattooed, and worst of all are the Blackthorn Riders, the lycan biker gang that’s been terrorizing my pack for years. They’ve left my people bruised and scared, and I hated their guts. But that scent was pulling me in, and I hate how my body’s betraying me.