The Biker's True Love: Lords Of Chaos นิยาย & เรื่องราว

The rider slammed on the brakes, the bike sliding sideways and coming to a stop just inches from my legs. He ripped his helmet off. He had dark hair, a jagged scar near his eyebrow, and a look of pure annoyance. His leather vest had a patch: IRON GRAVE MC. "You trying to die, Princess?" he barked. "Or did you just get lost on the way to the castle?" I was shaking so hard I could barely speak. In the distance, I saw the black SUVs. Edmund’s men. "Please," I choked out, grabbing his arm. "I need to get out of here. They’re going to catch me."

Like Alexei who only knew how to abuse. But I can't fucking trust him. He's a monster. He kills, fights to claim what's not his, and who knows. He probably sleeps around with women too. I laid there in that big bed, before getting up to the bathroom door inside the room. I changed to my mother's yellowed dress I wore underneath that heavy wedding gown. When I came back, I sat beside him watching him breathe on the couch. His chest rose and fell. His eyes were closed. Even as he slept, he was still fucking handsome. His hair was messy. He had grown to be the most ruthless and youngest biker in the whole territory, and it made me wonder at what age he became this monster.

"We have got hundreds of members, alliances across the state—" "And I have got unlimited money, professional killers, and thirty years of watching how these organizations operate." Diane laughed. "You think you are the first bikers I have destroyed? My husband—may he rest in peace—ran the Chicago syndicate for twenty years. I learned from the best. And now I am going to use everything he taught me to burn your world down." The line went dead. We stood in the ruined backyard, covered in blood and smoke, on what was supposed to be our wedding day.

They were both lost in the pleasure, and neither of them cared or knew anything about the chaos that was presently ongoing in a different part of the city as a result of their doings. Naomi moaned softly, arching into his touch as he palmed her, feeling her nipples pebble beneath the delicate fabric of her undies. “I can't wait to see the look on Myles's face when he finds out you're the one who finally brought him to his knees,” she purred with her brown eyes gleaming with mischief and pleasure. Damian grinned with his own eyes darkening with lust. “Oh, trust me, I'm going to emerge from this chaos with my own biker gang. Once the dust settles, I'll be the most feared and respected man in t

Joker then took his hand and brought him over to me. "Blade this is my baby sis, Petal or Athena as the gang likes to call her." Joker said. "Or Goddess!" Dom yelled out as he walked up and put is arms around Margo. Decker followed him over and did the same to Nat. "This is Margo, her best friend and Nat her other best friend. That's Dom and Decker, their boyfriends." Joker continued after he rolled his eyes. "That's Thor and Sunny the Rebels leaders. You know Thrash." he gestured over to them.

“I don't. We're not in love. Our relationship is nothing but fake. He's only helping me get over Oliver.” “Have you ever wondered if he loves you?” Amanda asked, searching her features. Charlotte smirked, and shook her head. “No. He doesn't. He knows I don't have a thing with bikers. We can only be friends but not lovers…” The loud scream echoed again, grabbing both their attention. They directed their gazes back to the contestants with full interest. Amanda's heart skipped when she realised it was the final stage where each participant from various clubs would be racing against each other.

‘Mervon loved her like a mother, well, maybe an older sister. She thought with a wry grin, the truth of the matter was she saw Mervon as the daughter she would never have because she loved Xavier with all her heart and soul, but he had never looked at her in that way. Loretta had been forced to watch him take woman after woman to his bed, listening as he gave them the pleasure she longed for. Lying in her lonely bed and pleasuring herself dreaming of the day it was his hands, his fingers, his hard cock ramming into her. It had never happened, he saw her only as a friend, someone useful to him because of her ‘female’ skills, especially with his daughter. Her devotion to him never wavered, and

I exhaled slowly, when his finger touch my cheek. “Can you take me home?” “I don’t know where your house is,” he replied. “Maybe you can give me an address… or I can take you on my bike.” My eyes widened instantly. “You have a bike?” He smirked slightly. “It’s right this way.” He led me to where an elegant, nightshade, black bike was packed. His bike was a damn beauty, and from looking at it, I could tell it cost quite a pinch. “It’s beautiful,” I said, smiling brightly as I ran my finger over the machine.

“Listen to me, Casey. Stay away from Becky. He’s dangerous. He’s a drug dealer, he rapes women, he does all kinds of chaotic shit… “ I stared blankly at Lucas. “Aren’t all bikers like that?” “Black Hell’s been laying low for years now. They’re focused on business. Only fight back when they have to. Noah being in Black Hell makes a difference. They’re on the mayor’s radar, while Fallen Bike’s still brutal and untamed.” “Mom… “ I broke down crying. Something terrible must’ve happened to her. “We never should’ve moved to this town. Noah warned me about this.” “Wood Town’s quiet on the surface, but it kills you slowly. Your mom probably had no idea, so she thought moving here was a good call.”

Beside him, Lila’s fingers tightened around the steering wheel, her knuckles paling just slightly. “Yeah,” she said, her voice quieter now, dropping into something colder. “The bastard knows.” The gates stopped with a loud bang and Lila drove in. Arthur looked out the window at the world different from what he knew. Rough buildings stood scattered across the wide compound, with clusters of bikes parked outside them. Weeds had overgrown the open spaces, creeping through the cracked ground, while the bikes themselves sat coated in dust, their chrome dulled by neglect. But what stood out the most was the amount of men littered across the place.