Novel & Cerita Inferno Demon Riders Mc: My Five Obsessed Bullies

But that doesn't make them weak. They are the most powerful men of my tribe: Devin, the grumpy red fire demon. Saluki, the dark blue demon who can read minds. Haze, the water demon with eyes that glow blue. And the last hunter is Ringo, who never looks the same due to his shape-shift abilities. "Devin, Saluki, Haze, and Ringo, what brings you here?" The four of them exchange a look, and then they grimace. No one says anything, and I lift a questioning eyebrow. I glance between them, and Devin, the one who is the bravest, steps forward.

I hadn’t seen her in years now. After finding my way to a demon club that she attended frequently, I gritted my teeth, cursed myself out, and stepped into the building. Fire burned through the first room, the flames licking the ceiling and the heat hotter than fucking hell. It ensured that only demons stepped into this space; no other species were allowed. Once I walked through the fucking fire that seared the edges of my clothes, I opened a heavy metal door and stepped into The Inferno. Demons in their truest forms sauntered around the room, their horns out and lengthened and their eyes a piercing red.

She’s cursing them, her voice loud and desperate, but they ignore her, focused on their dark ritual. I smell fear, anger and pain from her. Same as everyone. “Let me go, you bastards!” Dixie screams, struggling in their grip. “I’ll kill you all! Get off me!” At another corner, Ryder is fighting back with everything he’s got, his movements are blurry and it's with ferocity and desperation. He’s holding his own, but he’s outnumbered. “Hell no,” I mutter, as I rush to the scene. I dive into the scene, my fist connecting with the nearest Nardoo warrior’s jaw. The crunch of bone is satisfying, but there’s no time to relish it.

*OMG, what are we going to call this savior? -He looks like a beast, maybe he is a good beast. *I heard he saved people in the west from the destroying building and also defeated a Demon. *With someone like him in the community, the demon will be put under control. *He looks scary but good. "Damn it!.. That rascal killed the Ice Demon" Ryder yelled angrily and the whole Lucifer building shook vigorously.

But the other part was tired of being the victim, tired of letting them win. "I don't know," I said finally. "This could backfire spectacularly. What if they find out we're planning something? What if they turn it around on us somehow?" "They won't," Zoey said confidently. "Trust us, Tara. We've done this before." "Done what before?" I asked, alarm bells going off in my head. Jane waved her hand dismissively. "Nothing like this. Just... we know how to handle bullies. And the twins definitely qualify as bullies."

Let me guess, since I'm not entirely new to this rodeo: if we don't fulfill this oath? We will die, my demon sent. Craptastic. ***

As if I'd want anything to do with their idol. I sniff, looking anywhere but at Cassie. I might have lived a quiet life, but I know better than to talk back at Cassie when she's speaking. She's worse than the devil. No! She's the devil herself. I've seen how brutal she can be when she sets her mind to it. Countless times, I have witnessed her thrashing innocent people as though they weigh nothing. God! Javier is enough to deal with, I don't want to add Cassie to my list.

My ribs screamed with every breath—courtesy of Derek's boots three nights ago in that motel parking lot outside Tucson. "You cannot run forever, Jenna," he had said, his voice cold as winter. "I will find you again." But I had run. Again. A rumble split the air. Deep. Mechanical. The kind that made your bones vibrate. I lifted my head and saw them. Six motorcycles rolling down Main Street like they owned it. Leather. Chrome. The devil's head patch on their backs—red eyes, fangs bared. Devil's Reign MC. My blood turned to ice.

I stared at him. Something ugly settled in my chest. Because that wasn’t completely wrong. A month ago? Maybe I would’ve. That realization made me feel sick. Colt shook his head. “I still don’t get it.” “Get what?” Sean asked flatly. “The obsession.” I looked away. Already done with this conversation. Unfortunately Colt wasn’t. “You see what’s under the giant hoodies and suddenly you’re ready to start fights?” A few guys shifted uncomfortably. Nobody laughed. Nobody agreed.

“Oh, come on. You’re my daughter and you’re beautiful. You mean to tell me no man at that bar has treated you right yet?” “They can hardly make it to the bar when you’re there,” I said. “How about those bikers brothers?” she asked. “How the hell is that even remotely relevant?” I asked. “Oh, come on, everyone’s noticed them. The five men with the jetblack hair and the piercing blue eyes? You know two of them are twins? I wonder if their cocks look the same.” “I’m not doing this. Nope,” I said. “Oh, come on and entertain your mother for a little while. I don’t have anyone to talk to today,” she whined.