The Biker's True Love: Lords Of Chaos Novels & Stories

Legend had it that long ago, the Lycan Lord of Chaos emerged during a time of unprecedented darkness. In those days, chaos reigned, and powerful malevolent forces threatened to obliterate our kind. It was then that the Lycan Lord, a figure of immense strength and cunning, stepped forward to challenge the darkness. His bravery and strategic prowess in battle earned him the title of the Lycan Lord of Chaos.

Adonis replied, feeling sorry for Richard. Adonis knew that Father Light and Mother Universe loved Chaos and Light beings equally. He was aware that his parents had bestowed upon some gods predestined Mates. Once the mate bond formed, there was nothing anyone could do. Only the High Gods had a choice and could reject their Mate. It was strange that his daughter had not rejected Richard. In fact, she removed her protective runes and ran away with the hybrid demon.

"That's not our contact here in Owensboro, we need to get outta here." "How do you know?" she asked. To her it was amazing that someone could differentiate motorcycles based on sound alone. "Those are European bikes. You can tell by the volume of the rumble. It's probably the Vojnik." "The who?" she asked, hopping on behind him and grabbing him securely around the waist. "Bosnian for soldier. They are the local Bosnian biker gang, we ain't exactly friendly. They're probably trying to steal the shipment," he flashed her what could only described as a bad boy smile. "We stole one of theirs last week."

I don’t know much about biker rules or culture, but I know this isn’t a good sign. It feels ominous. Only bad things bring everyone together—like death. Every time a biker dies, they all return to lay him to rest. Even the retired ones. Even those who’ve walked away. As for the Sons of Chaos MC, I don’t know much about them,just that they’re the richest biker group across the states. They own more businesses than any other MC, and they’re also the most populated. I’ve seen them fill up an entire bar before, and I once overheard Daisy and Matt saying that wasn’t even half of their members.

She answered. “But...how? I mean---” “It’s simple Acry,” She said and stood “She’s the girl who tamed Chaos.” She grins and walks out of the house leaving us shocked. What the f*ck? Is Chaos really in love with Peace? Chaos, the man that is also known as the devil killer, the man that has a chaotic life, falls in love with a girl that always likes a peaceful life that is opposite from what she has? Peace Ellis POV

Strength, speed, durability, tactical brilliance. When I pull back, his eyes are pure black. "Damn." "Yeah." I sway slightly, and he catches me. "Okay. That was more draining than expected." "You good to fight?" Doc moves closer, concerned. "I'm good." I straighten, drawing on my power to steady myself. "This is the moon's full. I've got plenty of reserves." "Then let's ride." Ryder swings onto his bike. Engines roar to life. Twenty motorcycles, twenty enhanced wolves, and one divine vessel riding toward war.

The two drivers opened their doors and got out, walking towards me as well. “We don’t want any trouble, we are just lackeys in everything.” They held up their hands in surrender, holding still as I stalked past them to the van. I swung open the side door, its hinges protesting loudly. There was nothing inside except for road block equipment, vests, and someone’s half eaten sandwich. “Son of a bitch!” I slammed the door home and turned to the two wolves. I knew they were Black Haven, the stench of licorice was strong on them. The two bikers had joined the others, more than likely feeling safety in numbers. They were slight and about a good half foot or more shorter than me, making them as mor

Raine's soft gasp, Lilith's quiet exclamation, Michael's sharp exhale, Zadkiel's low hum and the others relief, they all watched, understanding that what held Allistair in check was not reason, not force, not power, but the mad, obsessive love of Lucifer. In the silence of that room, two hearts beat as one and two obsessions, one bound to chaos, another bound to a love so fierce, it consumed all else. The Book of Chaos remained, hovering, alive, dangerous, but for now, its power was tamed by a devotion so mad, so intense, that eternity would shiver before its force.

He replied, while pouring her a glass of the sangria she brought. The meal progressed and she enjoyed Drakes company and his cooking. During their dinner conversation, she learned that he was a Rhodes Scholar and a Yale graduate. He had graduated with a double major of law and business. He had taught himself to cook. He enjoyed a challenge, mental or otherwise and whether he bested it or was bested, he learned from it. His double major had been proof of his love of a challenge. His family was very wealthy. Old money. With that money, he helped the people that he could. When he formed the motorcycle club, it was with the idea to help women escape from deadly abusive relationships, and assi

For his love of motorcycles. His second true love he had, with Ang being his real love. She may have said she was giving him his heart back, but truth was it left his life with her, and he didn't want it back. After he patched in, he quit keeping watch over her. Things got busy with the club and work. He was one of their top mechanics and always in demand. His buddies Jake and Justin were now Torque and Rocket. 2 years later Hell's Warriors MC. "Church!" Sam Jr. bellows.