Johnny Blaze Motorcycle Novels & Stories

Blaze’s name was on Justin’s lips like a prayer as he kept thrusting into Blaze’s throat as he rode his orgasm out. This is certainly Justin’s best orgasm ever.

It tightened and I wanted nothing but to die at that very moment. The very place I grew up was surrounded by hypocrites, world criminals, murderers!... And through my bleary eyes, I saw as he got into the vehicle. A woman came out from that back seat and joined him in the passenger seat. Without doubt, the woman was Mrs Johnson too. And that alone made me sob harder. "It's okay. We're going to make them pay Marvelous." Caesar's soothing voice didn't help with how I was feeling. I just wanted to kill them with my own hands this time.

Zero I speed up the incline at seventy miles per hour, my bike is killing it. The smell of burning rubber is doing no justice to the actual heat my Harley’s taking. If the cops flashed me now, I'd be fucked. Not only did I leave my license back at the room we’re staying in, but the club has no jurisdiction in DC.

“Says the man who came here to kill her and is promising to hand her over to his murderous brother.” “Charlie may find her now. In fact, it won’t be long before he finds her like I did, and he won’t hesitate to kill her. As soon as Max told me there was a woman commanding a full moon wolf to stop, and he listened, I knew we had a Wolf Rider on our hands. Now you have to pick—would you take a chance with Jezebel’s life here now, or would you take it with me. I may be able to help her.” “How?”

Tom, Peach, Mondo, Niko, and Blaze are large and robust dogs of Jayden Lin. They are trained guardian dogs capable of crushing the bones of an adult human. Jayden trained his dogs specifically to be hunters and used them to catch and kill a few times. Moreover, Blaze was not a recommended pet for most people because of its aggressiveness towards humans. Blaze is the result of crossbreeding between a German Shepherd and a Wolf. It is Jayden Lin's darling. The dog was rescued by Jayden when he was a pup from a street show in Hong Kong. After all, the dog subdued to Jayden only.

Jo kept a low trim on his beards and facial hair, Blaze did the same thing. Blaze’s however still stood out more because he had a dark hair color in contrast to his light skin. Jo had light orange hair, almost blonde and so his low trimmed facial hair could go unnoticed from a distance. “Blaze and I were just talking. He studied business management with a masters in finance. Impressive, don’t you think?” Mum tried to start a conversation between Blaze and I. I kept a straight face when I acknowledged Blaze. He got a small smile from me too but that was all.

"Don't be scared. I'll have someone take him away." I held his hand tightly as Colin's voice faded. Later, Lucien told me the story. It turned out Joyce racked up millions in debt abroad, and creditors came knocking. Colin cut ties with her, refusing to help. Bitter, Joyce set a fire while he slept. He was rescued but badly burned. Hearing about my wedding, he rushed to see me. He missed the treatment window, and his legs were ruined. I was shocked, thinking how hard this must be for Lauren.

He had a bandana in his hair and aviator sunglasses over his eyes. “What’s up, Einstein?” he called out as I approached. “You bought a motorcycle?” I asked as I took in the sight of the vintage looking black motorcycle. “What do you think?” he asked as he stood up from the bike and turned toward it. “It’s a beauty.” I shifted my eyes from the motorcycle to him. “If you say so. How are we getting home?” He looked at me as he laughed. He waved his arms at the motorcycle behind him as though he was modeling it on a gameshow and I had just won a fabulous prize.

I can’t wait to paint that pretty ass of hers red for this disrespect. He secured the scarf and swung his leg over his bike; the bright red Honda Fireblade gleamed as the early morning sun touched it, while Justin gave him a wide grin. ‘It was a mighty fine little ass to, pert and firm, perfect for spanking.’ With his mind full of the image of her naked body, he swung his leg over his more conservative jet black Kawasaki Ninja. Both bikes purred rather than roared into action, belying their powerful engines as the two men manoevred them gingerly onto the highway heading for their MC.

“What is that?” Blaze smiled. “It’s called a Montana Sky. It has lemonade, elderflower gin, and lavender syrup. Want a sip?” She offered it to Amerie, who hesitantly sipped. Her eyes widened. It was sweet and refreshing, and reminded her of a spring day. “Wow.” Amerie said. “I’m definitely getting that next.” Blaze grinned. “Careful. It’s almost as dangerous as my shop.” She winked. Amerie couldn’t help but laugh.