Night Rider Mc Novels & Stories

With no knowledge of which way to go, I hit something hard and I black out. The next thing I know I wake up screaming in my bed, I shiver uncontrollably as the dried sweat makes my hair stick to my head. The sheets tangled at the foot of the bed, but my heart beat is already slowing because I’m at home safe and secure from any of those monsters out there in the woods. It was just a nightmare. In all the 17 years of my life, that would have to be the scariest nightmare I have ever had. I know I can’t go back to sleep after having a nightmare like that, so I get my phone out and check the time, its 2 in the morning I still have 5 hours until I have to get up. What am I going to do? I figure I

She whirled back around and considered pressing even harder on the throttle, taking her safety into her hands and challenging her bike to a game of Frogger, but she knew how much this motorcycle originally cost and how hard it was to get parts for now that the government had banned almost every vehicle LIGHTS had ever relied on, so she did the only smart thing she could and slowed down. Traffic did not cooperate, and by the time Jo darted across the makeshift intersection, woven through what used to be the median, the SUV was close enough that she could smell the exhaust. A flicker of something came over her IAC, but she couldn't catch it and imagined it was just her annoying older brother m

Enough of the long story,my name is Natasha Gabriel, I'm 18 and very pretty with a body to die for. Back to the situation on ground,I dragged the only belonging I have managed to get although my 18 years on earth. I dragged them through the lone road leading to my work place,a restaurant where I worked as a waitress. I just hope Miss Lauretta let me pass the night.Today is gonna be a long night.... . .

~Maya’s POV~ I checked my watch and saw that it was almost 10 p.m. I am worn out. M-City is a new destination for me; I’ve never been there before. The city is known to be the City of Gold. A playground for the Archers. Being Lady Archer comes with a price. What on earth did Zion make me wear? The soles of my feet are aching, the backs of my heels are throbbing, and those goddamn stilettos are torturing me to death. I turned my head and glanced at my husband. He was dozing. While he was sleeping, he had such a serene appearance. I looked across to the opposite side of the airplane and saw Lucas there. I gave him the signal, and he came running over immediately.

Or the floor, or the ground, or up against a wall. I gave a tiny shudder and gave myself a concussion-inducing mental slap. I had to stop thinking about him in such an erotic way. He wasn’t my type and I was certainly not his. I’d seen him in the gossip pages, and at awards events, with blonde bombshells who looked so perfectly put together, they could have been supermodels. Some of them are supermodels. Interestingly, Niamh is a blonde bombshell with her white-blonde hair and stunning figure. I haven’t cracked any mirrors lately but I can safely say I do not look anything like a supermodel. Not even close. I fall into the category of a mousy girl next door. Or maybe a girl down the road, so

You may think you know where this story goes—not even close. Life is different. Marriage is hard. It’s even worse when you’re strangers. Find out more here Six I had a one-night stand. It wasn’t my first, but it would be my last. A gun to the head. A trained killer. A deadly conspiracy. Kidnapped and on the run, my life and death is in the hands of a sadist captor who happens to be my one-night stand. Armed with countless weapons, money, and new identities, the man I call Six drags me around the world.

June acts. That would be me, a large, Italian Mail in his early 30s with round glasses, walked in and created the three girls. Hello there. My name is Michael Nightstar. I am the local physician in this village, thanks for the beds, Madison said. I am not sure if we can afford it though, do not worry about it. Any friends of Trevor are a friend of mine, but I would like to know what exactly happened to you three? Your bruises did not seem severe, but they did seem out of place. Almost like you were facing something that was not very solid,

Dark of Night Copyright 2019 Emily Goodwin Chapter One “What do you see when you look at this one?” The doctor holds up a card, showcasing an ink splotch that’s twisted and creepy, with eyes that follow you no matter where you go. I look at it, heart hammering away inside my chest. The mess of ink on the white paper reminds me of the monster that lurks in Nana and Papa’s basement, the one that tried to get Abby and Scott to go downstairs with it.

Jaylen sighed. “I don’t need anyone.” Rico said with his gaze hardened. “That’s what I said, until I met him.” Jaylen said. Later That Night The shop closed at midnight. The lights were off and the doors locked. Rico was sitting alone in the sleeping quarters, staring at the intercom speaker in the ceiling. It hadn’t called him tonight. It hadn’t called anyone. "Very strange!" The silence felt heavier than any scream. Across the room, Felix mumbled in his sleep. Ty rolled over, clutching a pillow too tightly. Marco was already snoring. Jaylen sat upright in his bed, back against the wall, reading a worn paperback under the bedside light.

In other words if DarZ group wouldn't be associated with the security corps, I would have been tagged as a wanted Mafia Boss. Only the underground security corp's chief knows my face and identity of my Caspar Mcadam. Revealing the truth to everyone is only bullshit and dangerous for my existence. If by mistake my identity is leaked, I would have to give up the life of Ceo Caspar Mcadam and get fully involved in the mafia's life. The life of Xavier Hill is not for me, not until my parents are backing me up. Throwing my rifle to my side, I rested my head on the seat. Through my side glance I could see the twinkling stars in the night sky, the tall buildings and sparkling electric lights all ov