Night Rider Mc Novels & Stories

I look at Alessa and nod at her. “Candy, would you mind?” I nod towards RJ and she walks towards him. He tries to run, but Dante grabs him and slams him down. “Luna-Skye Moretti-Jackson and Ryder Junior Moretti-Jackson, I Rebel Moretti-Jackson President of the Princes Of Darkness MC and assassin for the Mother’s Revenge, place you both into my custody.” The cuffs are placed on them both. Luna is screaming bloody murder as she grabbed up and taken away. RJ goes quietly his head bowed as he is led past me.

I open the messaging app and look at his profile picture. Ryder or Savage, as he is known to the club. He is the son of Hatchet, the former president of the Prince of Darkness MC. The same MC that has an allegiance with my family. I have known Ryder since we were kids. He is older than I am. He is twenty-five years old and has recently taken over as pres of the MC. I have been in love with him since we were kids, but everything changed a few weeks ago.

He mumbled a little before turning on his side but did not awaken. She shook her head, How can you be Dusk and Duskin? How can you pretend to be such a dark child when you are so kindhearted? Although she desired the answer to the question, she figured that she would never obtain the answer. Nightide remained secretive about their past. Hae Mina shook her head as she ventured up the staircase then fell on her bed in a heap. Her brain was too exhausted to push her back into her dreaded nightmares and so she slept heavily and deeply.

Failure was not an option. "Michael," I said, gratitude and determination lacing my voice, "I trust your judgment. Gather our allies, coordinate the distraction, and let's meet back here tomorrow night to finalize our plan. We will bring those who seek to harm our pack to justice." He nodded, his gaze unwavering. "We won't let them get away with this, Marco. Together, we'll ensure the safety and prosperity of our kingdom." ********* The night wore on, and as the moon reached its zenith, sleep eluded me. Restless thoughts and a surge of adrenaline kept my mind spinning, dissecting every detail of our plan. The weight of responsibility settled upon my shoulders, threatening to crush me under i

“Why do you ask?” “Isn’t it strange that he’s ordering coffee at this hour? Does he ever sleep?” “The Alpha’s work is never done. He often gets coffee late at night because he spends most of the night working,” she answered. “I’m used to it.” “Does he usually get two?” Henry asked, raising his brows. “Sometimes,” she answered, looking between the two of us. “You don’t look familiar. Are you from here?” “We are new to the pack,” I answered. “I’m Nora and this is my husband, Charles.”

Camila wiped the sticky soda spill off the counter for the third time that night, her black apron tied tight around her waist. The diner sat right off the interstate exit, buzzing with truckers, late-night drunks, and the smell of old grease. Three in the morning and her feet were killing her in these cheap sneakers. She just wanted to finish her shift, walk the half mile home, and crash. The big rig driver in booth six had been watching her all night. Tall guy, broad shoulders stretching his flannel, short dark beard, sharp Slavic features. Nikolai. He’d paid with cash earlier, left a decent tip, but those eyes... they didn’t let go easy.

I moaned loudly, legs wrapping around him as he fucked me deep and fast. “Harder,” I gasped. “I need it rough tonight.” He gave it to me, pounding into me until the couch creaked. I came hard, crying out his name, but in the back of my mind I kept hearing the stranger’s distorted voice. After we finished, I lay on his chest, tracing circles on his skin. “Elias…” I said softly. “I heard about a place. The Midnight Club. People say it’s exclusive… dark… exciting. I want to go with you.”

Dada asked furiously. "Excuse you? What right do you think you have to question me that way?" she refuted him and he grabbed her closer to him. Pissed, she pushed him away from her. "I had a one-night stand the night before. It was magical and up till now, I still can't let go of the moment I shared with this stranger. I have no idea who he is. Now I feel very lonely. I'm telling you because you are my friend. The only make friendship I have and value but please respect me next time." she said to him and tried to make her way out of his house but then he shut the door as he looked at her like someone who was brokenhearted.

Zera's eyes widened when she heard from Ice that she was hit by her teammates even Xanti's friend was also hit him which made him pout. "Stupid what twilight?! Vampire is the star there you are stupid!" Julian is hostile to him and even glares at him. "Isn't it? Wait, that's what I know that too," Ezra said as well. Zera laughed at their awkwardness because even Ezra felt a slap on the head. "What are you doing here?" Zera asked them after changing the conversation and that's when they were stunned. "We chased the van that took the woman you live with in the apartment, We tried to chase but those men stopped us while Xanti was separated from us and she just came back," said a man whose name

She had already sprinted past the turnoff for her apartment building; leading these unknown killers to her safe house would be suicide. She needed to lose them in the dark, because if she failed to break their line of sight, she would likely end up as a corpse on an autopsy table by morning. The path ahead was pitch black, unlit by any city infrastructure, but her enhanced night vision handled the darkness without issue. Fortunately, she knew these back alleys like the back of her hand. Reaching the absolute end of the concrete maze, the narrow path finally opened up into the wide, brightly lit expanse of the multi-lane highway.