Biker Brat by Morgan Jane Mitchell EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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Brat
The Roost was our kingdom, a dive bar fortress on the outskirts of Seville,
Florida where the Hell on Heelz MC reigned supreme. Neon signs flickered
like beacons for lost souls, and the jukebox played a symphony of classic
rock and rebellion. My sisters and I claimed our usual spot, a battered round
table that had seen more brawls and laughter than most places see in a
lifetime.
Razor leaned against the table, her boot tapping against the wooden
leg. “So, Brat, heard from dear old dad lately?”
I snorted, swirling the last of my beer in the bottle. “Hell no. He’s
still ruling his patch of desert like some kind of outlaw king. Too busy for
his prodigal daughter.”
Pixie fiddled with her lighter, the flicker casting shadows across her
colorful tattooed arms. “You ever regret leaving Tucson?”
“Every damn day,” I lied, catching Tank’s eye. She knew the truth. I
didn’t look back. Not anymore.
Tank, the mountain of muscle and ink, chuckled, her voice gravelly.
“Brat here’s too much of a Heel to settle for any man’s kingdom. Just like
her mama. Ain’t that right?”
The chorus of agreement from around the table warmed me more
than whiskey burning its way down my throat. These were my people, my
fierce family, bound not by blood but by the road and the freedom it
promised.
Tonight, our spot at the clubhouse pulsed with victory, the recent
score against the Seville Slayers MC, the other one percenters in our neck
of the woods. The laughter and chatter around the table were more than just
the usual noise from us biker bitches, as those men liked to call us. They
were the sounds of triumph.
Razor’s eyes glinted with mischief under the dim light. “Did you see
the looks on their faces? Completely bamboozled by a couple of innocent
girls,” she said, her voice dripping with sarcasm as she air-quoted the last
words.
Her slight frame hiding her explosive nature, Pixie snickered and
flipped her pink hair over her shoulder. “Innocent, my ass. We had them
wrapped around our fingers from the moment we walked into that strip
club. Easy pickings.”
Tank threw back her head and laughed, the sound booming around
us. “Watching you three sweet-talk those Slayers out of their pants and into
opening their wallets was better than any heist movie. They didn’t stand a
chance.”
I couldn’t help but smile big, pride swelling in my chest for my
sisters and the con we’d pulled off. Playing the unsuspecting females to a
bunch of burly bikers was our MO. The rewards were too sweet to pass up.
After all, we were the Hell on Heelz MC, and danger was our middle name.
With a sly smile, Razor raised her glass. “To the best damn thieves
on two wheels. Those Slayers won’t know what hit ‘em till they’re trying to
pay for their next round of beers.”
We clinked our brews, the sound sharp in the charged atmosphere of
the Roost.
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