Novel & Cerita Rider Club

Rider, and yet he held back his tongue as he tried to keep control of himself. While everyone was silent, Clara was about to speak when Mr. Rider said, “I would appreciate it if you all would listen and behave appropriately. This decision is final. Ethan is now a Rider, and I will be announcing it at my fifty birthday celebration next week!” “But, honey… Accepting this... this... You can not acknowledge an illegitimate child... How will I show my face among my friends...” Clara whimpered in dismay. “Do not concern yourself with such trivial things, Clara. I apologize to you and my children for this change and shameful situation that I have brought upon you, but my mind is already made up,”

I was still trying my best not to think about last night. Chill Lily. It’s not like you two kissed. It was just a little skinship. A voice in my head rang. “Can you check the garage? I have to take this call.” Before I could say why should I, Ralph had already taken off. I could hear the sound of the bikes roaring and the crowd cheering for their teams. I have gotten the list of the clubs that are participating but I can’t mention a single club name among them. The only one that was stored in my head was Ryker’s club.

Abel softly asked, “Are you free next weekend? I’d like to take you somewhere. I think you’ll like it.” Ruth shook her head and sounded a little dejected. “I don’t think I’m going to be interested in anything anymore.” Abel cocked an eyebrow in amusement. “Is that so? Mountainside Club is the biggest racing club among the Imperial City’s upper-class society. They’re organizing a race next weekend. Aquilo Lovehart is going to be there.” Ruth stopped eating for a moment. Her eyes lit up when she looked at him. “Yeah, I’m free for that.”

I lowered my head slightly, submitting to him. “Good. Ok, I will ask again, what’s the job you’re supposed to be doing and why are you on your own?” he asked. I huffed. “Mature.” Rider muttered under his breath. “You can shut up as well.” I told him. Ink stormed over to the bed, that pissed him off. “You, Skylar, need to learn a bit of respect. You say you want to be a biker, yet you’re a prospect, I am a president and Rider is the enforcer of our club, you are below us both and yet you speak to us like we’re something your cat dragged in?” He was furious.

It wasn’t unwelcome, but it wasn’t what he expected. “Deal. I’m here with friends to recoup after months of traveling. My alpha likes long road trips and decided to toss a dart, and here we are. Tonight I decided to check out the club. I heard it was on the up and up, and the name, Spectral Riders, had me curious.” Maria was mostly honest.

But make no mistake: you do not mess with me, my brothers, or their old ladies. ​I climbed down from my bike. The house wasn't completely dead, but it was quiet for a Sunday morning. Most of my club brothers were back home with their women, though a few were definitely upstairs in the clubhouse rooms, hooking up with the club girls. Even the guys with old ladies still mess around at the clubhouse sometimes. I guess their women know exactly what they signed up for when they chose the biker life. But me? I could never imagine cheating on Ella. Once we are together, that's it. She's my only one.

I look at Ryder and he just chuckles. Since the club voted to get rid of the club girls, the clubhouse has been calmer and those without women go elsewhere to get their release. Ice and Ripper being two of those members. Now I know why they are coming along, not just for added security, but to get their dick’s wet. “You aren’t bringing any skanks into the house. Am I clear?” I say and they both bite the inside of their cheeks and nod their heads. Jesus, when was the last time these two got laid? They look fucking twitchy.

And he grinned so hard, for a second, Aimee worried he might hurt himself. "I am setting the club structure with original members, so after you and Brax, I'm putting Mad dog and Sandman in as enforcers. Ratchet is the secretary, and Stud is the treasurer. I'll put Rogue in as road captain, but you will need to mentor him. He's still a bit wet behind the ears." Eric nodded, and agreed with the choices. After Aimee made a quick call to the rest of the club, they packed their gear, and settled down to rest. Both in agreement that they would begin the five day ride to Wild West first thing in the morning.

“You okay?” “Motorcycle club?” I asked. He nodded. “Like Hell’s Angels?” Booker smirked. “In theory.” “Crap.” I glanced up at him. “I really should go.” “Go where, darlin’? There’s nothing around here for over a mile in any direction.” “Clarify something for me. Are you a club because you have really nice bikes and like to hang out and drink beer on occasion, or are you like outlaws or something?”

"Talk." Maya threw her bag on the bed and sat down next to it. "Some guys from a motorcycle club helped me. They had a shop. Fixed my bike. End of story." "Which motorcycle club?" "Does it matter?" "Yes it matters. There are like three different clubs in this city and they're all bad news." Riley crossed her arms and did her I'm not leaving until you tell me face. "Which one?" "Iron Wolves." Riley's eyes went huge. "Are you serious right now?" Damn!!!