Foresworn Oath (A BAD BOY ANTHOLOGY STORY #4) by Ellie Lukas EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Authors: Ellie Lukas
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LEGACY
This is as good a place as any to die…
Salty air whips against my face and Betty rumbles between my legs
as we fly down the deserted highway. Darting my tongue out, I lick across
my lower lip, catching just a taste of the coastal wind.
Fuck it all. Gonna miss this place.
But survival is more important.
Two Harleys roll up beside me and together we thunder down the quiet
roads on our way back to the clubhouse after a successful run. Turning my
head, I take them in, my brothers, Hunter and Charming. Fuck, I’m gonna
miss them too.
Both sit astride their bikes like they live there. More comfortable on two
wheels than on their own two legs. And hell, they should be. We all grew up
in this club, riding motorcycles before we could fuckin’ walk. We were bred
for this, holdin’ guns the second we came out of our mamas’ snatches.
Ride or die.
But are they happy? Is this what they want? It’s sure as fuck not what I
want anymore. Our Prez has it out for me, and if I don’t get gone, I’m
gonna find myself six feet under.
The inky black pavement in front of me shimmers in the beam of my
headlight as the road races below me, faster and faster. The stars wink
brightly, but there’s nothing else out here. Only a few more minutes before
the turnoff to the clubhouse. Then only a few more hours before I disappear
forever.
Raising my left arm, I signal to my brothers, and like a well-trained
militia, we turn, roaring up the dusty, unpaved road to our final destination
—the Demon Breakers clubhouse—home. Pulling up outside, I flip down
my kickstand and sit astride Betty for a moment, taking it all in. The
clubhouse looks like shit. Paint peels down the rusty aluminum siding.
Windows are all boarded up because their glass has long since broken. Even
the front porch has chunks missing.
As always, a steady beat pumps from the huge building, music so loud it
could make you deaf, echoing into the distance. People mill around,
drinkin’, smokin’, shootin’ up, and, of course, fuckin’. The scent of good
weed hits my nose, making it twitch. Yeah, I could go for some of that.
Mellow me out, calm the nerves zipping through me.
“Yo, Legacy!” Hunter calls, already off his bike and heading to the door.
Time to get this done.
Sweat trickles down my back, my cut stifling. The supple black leather
used to feel like a layer of protection, but now it’s an impossible weight
holding me down, drowning me beneath the burden of brotherhood. Deftly
swinging my leg over the back, I hop off my bike, struggling to keep my
face impassive despite the nerves coiled in my gut. Reaching into my
saddlebag, I haul out the big duffle that was shoved in there earlier and toss
it over my shoulder. For its size, it’s deceptively light, but money just
doesn’t weigh all that much.
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