Vagabond Mc Novels & Stories

The problem with Katie, she didn’t know when to stop. By becoming a Satan’s Crew MC club whore, her pussy belonged to the club. No one else was allowed to have any of the club-owned pussy, and well, Katie didn’t like those rules, which was why she stood in the diner, working as a waitress, heavily pregnant with no doubt another married man’s bastard. Not that he was one to talk, seeing as he was one as well.

Yet a I am most definitely sure that I was poisoned. “We need to get out of here.” Storm said to me, her voice frowning weak. I frowned, looking at my mates and unable to move, a gray wolf was making his way to me fast. I held the spare waiting to attack, but Draven got him before he could near me. But there are more. So many more. Draven crashes into a cluster of wolves, ripping throats open and throwing bodies aside. Daemon tears a Beta in half. Darius snaps a neck with one twist.

"And how did you know Stella is my mate? I met her in a grocery store, long after your supposed crime." "Oh, brother, I consulted seers who can see into the future, a future I plan to ruin," Macoy revealed. Suddenly, a magic wave struck, catching us off guard and flying. I spotted a group of rogues, former members of our pack, emerging from the shadows. I shifted into my wolf form and pursued them, but as they opened a portal, I managed to attach a small tracker to Macoy's back. They disappeared through the portal, and I skidded to a halt, realizing the depth of the betrayal and the complexity of the situation I was now facing.

Within the confines of the Velvet Vagabonds, they were stripped of dignity, left to rely solely on their wits to survive. Driven by desperation, they had no choice but to relentlessly hone their skills, dreaming of the day they might stand out and become a personal bodyguard or assistant to a member of the powerful McCray family. Such a position would not only ensure a life free from worries, but also the promise of wealth and luxury. Before Hayes took them under his wing, they were all starving, ragged orphans. Despite the ruthless training and the grim consequences of failure, escape had never crossed their minds. Becoming a bodyguard or assistant to the McCray family was their ultimate am

She is the daughter of Lang Dien, also the sole heir of the Lang Thi group, so the pressure on those weak shoulders is not small. In contrast, Mac Vu, he is one of the silent gangsters, emerging with the name "snow and ice that have never melted for thousands of years", if someone sees him smiling, it means that the coffin is also known, unprepared, along with that the biggest enemy in his life is women, he has never touched any woman, even a beautiful woman. So that day, for her, was the first time he took the initiative to approach a woman. Since he was young, Mac Vu had no mother, when he was ten years old, his father also left him for the land of ecstasy, he traded his father alone with

"Clay told me that he wanted to rule the strongest pack in the world to get revenge on his parents for taking away his birthright. After you attacked the first base, we were constantly on the move which meant that I was kept sedated. They would feed me food laced with sedatives. What they didn't realize, is how quickly lycan immune systems adjust to foreign invaders. I realized that the sedatives were not working as well as before, so I planned how to escape. My opportunity came when they moved me to Clay’s tent during the last battle. A couple of his men gave me food. I ate the food and acted like I was asleep. When the men left me alone with Clay, I revealed that I wasn’t actually asleep.

She was left alone, abandoned by fate. And then one day, the green daemons notice her weakened bone-like body in the dusty and arid desert at the ends of the Abyss City. They pick her up and give her aid at their home. They fed her, dressed her, and sheltered her. She w*s treated as a normal child for the very first time after so many misfortunes. It w* the first time she felt w*nted and accepted by the people. Later, she decided to change her fate. She secretly goes to the relic market and buys books. There she reads and reads until she unveil the secret art of copy where she learns how to disguise which is very helpful for herself.

"And this is the Rogue pack." Then he went on to make another small circle to the northwest of Montana, touching the borders of both packs. "This is Verdura Pack," he said with venom in his voice. "And these," he made two more circles to the southwest and south of Montana Pack, "are Wintercrown Pack and Red Moon Pack." "And this," he shaded the remaining part which consisted of almost fifty percent of the island, "is Mystic Lupus." Even the name of that pack seemed to piss him off.

Raven Steele was her masterpiece—clean background, tragic story, exactly the kind of person who could infiltrate a motorcycle club seeking revenge. The bar's door swung open, spilling amber light and the stench of whiskey and cigarettes onto the wet pavement. A man filled the doorway, his massive frame blocking most of the light. Even in shadow, there was no mistaking who he was: Jax Savage, president of the Savage Saints MC, the most feared motorcycle club in three states. Six-foot-four of muscle and menace, with hazel eyes that missed nothing and hands that had spilled more blood than most soldiers. "You lost, princess?" His voice rumbled like distant thunder, each syllable carrying the we

And before leaving, I placed a kiss on her forehead. Marcus respectfully handed me many documents; Gamma's crimes were meticulously listed. He secretly cooperated with Black Moon and many other packs, smuggled out a lot of rare materials, and he also made a vast amount of money. And most recently, he was planning to run away with his family. Gamma wanted to join an official pack because that would leave him at peace for the rest of his life. "I will make him regret what he did," I said, clutching the papers. "Alpha, let me take care of the matter at Blood Moon; you don't need to worry about anything," Marcus said.