Novel & Cerita Nameless Mc

C and said “Mrs. C, MC and I already know you are seeing someone months ago.” “What” MC mom asked confusedly! I continued “It was before Christmas, MC and I heard you in your room on the phone talking to some guy. So please spare us this awkward moment and just be honest with us.” “You have known since last year?” MCs’ mom asked. “Yes” we answered to her equally. “Alright then” she said “I met him at work…. his name is… Oscar… Marvel. Yes, his name is Oscar Marvel.” “Oscar Marvel” said MC “It sounds like a fake name.”

A Supreme Existence like Nameless really knew how to find his luxuries even after the fall that he had willfully chosen for himself. “A friend, huh? Now that is something i have never heard for a long long time.” Nameless gave a rare smile and stood up with all the armors that cased his body in full. He still wore the same black ominous set of ancient steel on his form and with a tall impressive gait, he was definitely an imposing figure to behold. Compared to Tristan’s 6 foot height, Nameless looked like a giant in his 10 foot stance. “Come then, friend. Tell me what’s on your mind.” Nameless invited and proceeded to sit on a table nearby.

“Don’t worry, everyone. “Even if I’m not absolute of my success, I can at least guarantee there’ll be a big show for all of you to enjoy. “Either that man will kneel in front of us, or I’ll get people to break his kneecaps instead… “After all, other than the Rakshasa Monks, we have an expert of the Abito Way on our side. “Come. Let’s not talk about that for now. Let’s have a drink…” Nameless raised his glass while he burst out laughing before chugging his drink. At the same time, he frowned at the blank screen on his phone.

“And Crow.” Penny paused as she looked around at all of them, while feeling doubtful about these being their real names. “They have some unusual names.” Kizzy laughed. “They’re an MC.” Penny stared at her. “A what?” “An MC, lady,” the one called Greer stated. “Motorcycle club. You know. Bikers?” Her eyes rounded. “Why would Williams be with…” She shook her head. “Ok, well, I know of the man with the scar. Man, do I know of him. He’s the worst of the lot from what I understand.”

"How do you even know that guy? Their firm runs illegal activities. I have sources that have confirmed they give criminal new identities and steal people's data. Morally; I wonder how they got nominated, very unethical, I may say." I open my mouth but the screeching sound of the microphone makes me reach for ears to prevent the irritation. "Let's gather around ladies and gentlemen. Time is money as money is power." The MC announces. "Is that Blackmore? He is like the biggest personality in media." I absently ask. He's the host. "Yeah, now just follow my lead," Ryan instructs.

Steele asked "And how did we get so lucky?" Hunter asked "So, what's the name of your MC?" Raine asked. "Veterans MC." Jax replied. "Are you outlaws?" Kim asked. "No. Our businesses are all legit. We do not do guns or drugs. All our members are from one branch of the armed forces." Jax explained. "Good to know." Raine replied. "Just because we are bikers, doesn't mean we're delinquents. It doesn't automatically mean we break the law." Jax explained.

I remembered only bits of the truth, but Uncle Gerald knew everything, and I could see anger simmering in his expression. “Florida,” I answered. “I might know their killers, but they’ve changed their name. They’re not the Ravens anymore. They call themselves a bunch of new names. DeLuca’s cartel, Nothing, Doves in the wind.” Marco let out a short, dry chuckle. “Yeah, that makes sense.” “Doves in the wind, like ghosts?” Eloise asked, her voice shaky. “No, don’t tell me. I don’t want to know.”

It wasn't until my first month of college that I found out the entire pack had been calling me a leech behind my back. The nickname came from Sienna Blackwood—Lucas's partner. To every wolf in Silvermoon, I was just some weakling squatting on pack land. They saw me use Lucas's pass, saw the tiny cabin at the edge of his territory, and filled in the blanks themselves. I went to find Lucas, thinking he'd defend me like he used to when we were pups. But he just waved a hand, didn't even look up from whatever he was doing, and said, "It's just a nickname, Elena. Sienna's joking around. You're being too sensitive." Then he added, "Besides, you're always around me. You use my pass, you live a sto

The rest of his men stayed stationed at the vehicle, heads on a swivel, watching the street for any enemies. The bouncer at the door nodded with respect and held the entrance open, but the man didn’t so much as glance in his direction as he stepped inside, flanked by his two closest men. His name was Xavier DeSantos—better known as "Venom." As Alpha of the pack and President of the notorious MC, The Reapers,Venom was used to commanding both respect and fear, his pack reigning supreme among the underworld's elite. Inside, the club was a cacophony of loud music, the scent of spilled liquor, and the haze of cigarette smoke. Partygoers indulged in every type of pleasure—some openly, others in se

I knew Chance, like I knew some of the MC members her brother and Chance rode with, but I didn't know the man standing in the corner. “Chance is with the guys. They gave me a newbie.” She eyed him over the rim of the steamy mug she had brought to her lips. “Although I'm pretty sure I could protect myself better.” She giggled. “He's a skinny little thing, isn't he?” Twisting in my seat, I glanced at the man in question. “Skinny as a rake.” “Rake?” she spluttered. “I love it. I'm going to mention it to my brother that it should be the prospect’s road name when he patches in.” More laughter. “Legacy says hi by the way.”