Tarnished Angels Motorcycle Club Novels & Stories

I walked out. Ever since I was a kid I had known about the mafia and I started getting trained since I was 16 by a guy I met during my childhood. I always went there after work which was always very tiresome for me cuz I also had to deal with my dad's beating after that. I've never been out if control except when I let my emotions get to me; especially my anger. I never wanted to expose this part of me but Theodore Black brought it out and I hope he knows a way to put this part of me back where it came from because I don't think she's going back anytime soon.

He just turned on his heels and left quietly. Jacob had tried all he could to separate Damien and his girlfriend, Bianca but Damien wouldn’t have it. He was hooked on the lady that treated him like crap. According to Damien, he had always gotten all he’d ever wanted, be it money and women. But never in his life had he met someone who was giving him a tough time like his girlfriend. Just like that, he was hooked. He believed he was truly in love. He loved the fact that she chastise him whenever he messed up. She hardly picked up his calls or reply to his texts, but it thrilled him that she was making him work for her attention. He felt he needed the challenge of things that’d always come easy

"Then remove all their fingerprints, teeth, tongues and eyes. I want everything removed from their body that can identify them, tattoos and all. Then burn the clubhouse down to the ground with them inside of it, until all that remains is the ashes of their past sins." I walk towards the exit of the barn and it dawns on me that they have a shitload of mint motorbikes. "Round up their bikes, take them to the troubleshooters and load them up on the next cargo that's going back to the states. Give them to Deniz, he will know what to do with them." "Da [yes] boss." As I step outside, looking up at the sky, I pull out my phone and make a call to Igor.

The last auction at LA was simply made because a certain Italian don needed to be killed, and judging by that fact; I was sure not to head there as not to ruin things for the allying mafia family. It was stupid of the man to actually hold an auction on grounds that he knew weren’t safe grounds ad in what we called ‘the sacred territory’. Everyone who knew who we were knew what the price of breaking the rules was, and the men who dared defy that decision paid their price that night. “I have to admit, you look handsome yourself” Anastasia said shyly. She took my tie from me and went to help me put it on, and being curious to know what she would do, I stayed quiet and watched.

That was enough for now. As they got bigger they brought in more members. Some didn’t stay long. Free pussy came to them. So they took on the skanks. They took care of them and they took care of the brothers. Even though they were a biker club they had a strict code of conduct. Rule one: Never hit a woman. Rule two: If you claim a woman you never disrespect or cheat on her. You put her above all overs. Rule three: We don’t deal in trafficking. If you do, you are out and we turn your ass over to the cops to deal with. Rule four: Ol’e ladies are off limits. Rule Five: What happens in the club stays in the club. Rule six: we don’t tolerate sexual assault. No means No. Even with the skanks. If

Alberto was also around, I guess he came to give his moral support to the family as he was conveniently in town for his restaurant business. Then there was Uncle Matthew, whom I detested for everything he stood for. He was one of those pure bred vampires that somehow believed vampires had the right to rule and over power the entire world. He sought for war wherever he could find it and I wouldn't be surprised at all if he was the reason we were gathered here today, planning to fight for something I had always believed was unreasonable. Every war, every death, every dispute was preventable, but people were just too stubborn and proud to admit it, so they fought instead and inflicted pain beyo

Mr Carter said after finding out that, Mr Martin lost everything and partnered with Mr Green who just used him as his right-hand man for all his dirty work. "You know you never win, Mr Carter," Mr Martin said "I know. I never won because as a bad person, failure was my shadow but as a new person, having undergone a complete transformation and coming to know Christ the Lord, failure becomes the darkness that can't battle the light around me," Mr Carter said and Mr Martin frowned. "What bunch of nonsense are you spilling out now?" Mr Martin asked wondering when Mr Carter became religious. "The kind of nonsense that sends criminals like yourself to prison. I paid my price for my crimes a long t

"And the Black Pistons? They're not just a motorcycle club, are they?" Her laugh is warm, genuine. "They are a motorcycle club. Just not only that." She begins walking again, guiding me past trees bearing fruit I've never seen—silver-skinned with flesh that glows from within. "The Black Pistons are primarily dragon shifters. The clubhouse serves as the heart of their territory, a place they can be themselves without hiding their true nature."

A scum like him did not deserve a single tear of mine. I used the little time I had left to catch up on all the studies I had neglected. Thankfully, I had a solid foundation, so my grades clawed their way back to the top. I swore that I had to succeed and take revenge on Eric. He was a bastard and a womanizer, so I wanted to make his life hell. I would make sure he lost everything and drag him from his pedestal. My investigation revealed that Eric just had a young look. He was actually 48, with a son my age studying in one of the city's top foreign language schools.

I breathe, and he smiles. "Your wolf is awakening. Trust me, that's the least shocking thing that just happened. Take a look outside the window for me, Angel," he says, and I turn. My jaw drops. Several bodies lie scattered across the parking lot, unconscious, some smoking faintly, like they were flash-burnt. Azren laughs, delighted. "Gods...look at the ruin you unleash when you come apart for me. They think I'm the threat. They obviously haven't met you yet."