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The Biker's Rules

Chapter 4 Don't know what I'm doing

Word Count: 2994    |    Released on: 12/08/2023

5 Sep

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– Me

hat I don

usly pleadi

ds full of women draped over him tr

al emerald eyes, my brain firi

judge his affairs? Do I

h the female species do make for a very convincing closing argument. You could claim I don't have all the facts ... and

rt.

net at least once a week - every time with

here

patt

lways. Very m

defini

spiky black eyelashes. He has a hint of stu

n't be so

n. And standing there - eyes sharp, temper leashed but straining -

love-'em-and-leave-'em deviltry. Twice." I lift two fingers. "So, Your Honor, the

ng, heart-breaking smile ever.

not defiance - but something quieter. Regret. Hurt.

the

e, drowning in each other's gazes. We

cked Witch - to be precise. I would know cause I painted my dresser t

my favorite green happens t

balls!" Logan yells, strolling

d my waist from behind.

brown eyes. Eyes that do

t

color I'd ever paint

e, sorry

rdens instantly - cold

ds me of that talking pig movie, and whi

htens her grip on Damion's arm, fl

her postbox-red lipstick might crack

in, tall and curvy. And very committed to the color r

rs?" she chirps, eyes s

of that enormous spider Jackson

at Damion. "Ren's friend from school and ..." She paus

. F

stretched eyes, but his face

lly going t

chest. I bite my lip hard, blinki

"Hey, man. I'm Ren - M

'm pretty sure he stretche

is own eyes darkening, fire flaring behind them. He pulls free f

hangs there

more. If her face gets an

ike that -

, his friendliness will for sure drive me to alcohol, man

ow you knew

" Ren shrugs. "But he has a rep

women lining up like it's a clearance sale. Not that Damion needs he

s? Not

ackson. Enrique.

and Chloe can get to know each other. Wh

le sw

Har

and head for another fruity drink - emphasis on another. How Ren tolerates

atter. She's still hovering

ot goi

ately. For emotional suppor

Nothing. Mayb

odge a flailing elbow, and s

here

mi

Shooti

me?" I accuse, p

d. "I can ask you the same

t's genetically engine

When he leans over to take a shot, they ride low - just enough to reve

ale. Dis

ou seen

t her k

to jail one day, and

l neatly into th

stumbles in, clutching the wal

so

nds - and several blink

raight. He doesn't succeed. Instead, he pitches forward,

ng happe

s - and suddenly Jason is airborne. He sl

us now. Solid.

hol sloshing together. He point

." He slurs his words and, with drunken

n't move.

me what (hic) .... what to do ..

punch. Damion ducks

One punch. Cl

of regrets, sliding do

le

it the pool tab

st, steadying me. Pulli

hed him! Not that I didn't enjoy it - be

ram

ower. Darker. Fully

knows exactly how my body reacts

creams run. My body

ing that

. And those damn vampire eyes ... m

It might work on other gi

gly dev

looks amused

eryone thinks

lying. That knowledge unsett

urs. "I'll add that to

s me closer.

ware of every point of contact - of my heartbe

pool table, hips shifting just

is what I've

control. Sparks snapp

it have t

- and it's terrifying and intoxicating all at once. H

tears t

fore I can stop it.

y, forehead rest

," he murmurs. "You just fucking

cuts in from the do

leases me

did. I stumble, gripping the edge of the pool table

ing like a faul

kissed

euphoric, wrecked ...

ypotha

One look at Jason slumped against the wall l

ions. N

s without a word, his energ

e collides wit

rabs Ren by the colla

de," Ren snaps, though his

lets go slowly, almost politely, brushing imaginary dust from

pats Ren's cheek a few t

rambles

have no idea what 'it' is, but Axel saying that u

ll was that?

yes locked on me. I'm still gripping the pool table like it'

ing at Jason with a grim half-s

en snaps, grabbing my arms, his voice shrill with le

in his eyes makes

get to order me around - but

ay away from," Jackson growls, stepp

like that again ..." He doesn't finish, b

Drops his hands

at the beauty in his arms as if he d

ouncing it to the room. The redhead in his

us?" s

t answer. If she knew him at all, she'd know jealousy isn'

best-looking men alive." She flicks her gaze over my bro

only

out," the redhead says thoughtfully. "The ones you know you should avoid

Acc

"Damn, girl - you might no

owns. "Thanks

ckson, like always, must stir the pot even if

y pulse spikes. Rage

e. Fudge

settling, like a serial killer

myself for being this affected, and very much at Damio

vious follow-ups like - Why do you care so much

rain dump an entire hormone

lf on the way - "I don't know what

uttons, getting under my skin, watching me unr

headfirst onto every dick." Not that I've actually se

The barman stares at me a

shut. I've been humiliated enou

drink. I

in my chest. Ren steps closer and pulls me into him. His arms are solid, familiar. Safe.

uld give hi

en for sport. At least he doesn't look like he collects broken hearts like trophies, crushes

Dam

that man," Ren murmurs, his fi

uld ca

anger just tighte

?" I snap, pushin

now him," he

I know him

right in

ng told what to do. My mouth opens,

is voice drops. That stops me cold. I shov

didn't think he

eyes now. Almost

u beli

made it up. To scare guys off. To make sure no one ever came near you

s hit li

n did

suddenly remembered urgent homework whenever I smile

l ME I don't know what I'm doi

rse," I whisper,

ry," Ren says, puffing up slig

," I mutter, w

but my attention h

l and unfairly beautiful. The brunette is hanging off his ar

away with zero effort. She fights

treating her like a

looks straight at us and win

Boyish smile, my ass. There

e with him?" Re

nswer way

own at me,

add, defensively

hormones didn't RSVP to the hatred party. My mind says

he wall and disappe

needs to check on

alone, breathi

to remember how

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The Biker's Rules
The Biker's Rules
“Hi there. Have you ever heard of the San Francisco Boys? No? That's surprising. They're kind of hard to miss - masks, billions of followers on YouTube, death-defying stunts that make your heart stop mid-beat. Reckless. Untouchable. Addictive to watch. Yeah ... those guys. BUT ... these stories ain't really about them. Not exactly. They're about the girls who get pulled into their chaos ... and survive. About what happens when one of those boys stops being a legend... and becomes your worst mistake. How do I know? Because I'm one of those girls. Melaena Angélica Blackburn. A girl who fell for a San Francisco boy. Damion Grimm. All-time playboy. Professional pain in my ass. Double world champion. Thrill chaser with a death wish and a god complex. He lives by the rules - HIS rules. Ride hard. Screw fast. Feel nothing. That's how he keeps his demons on a leash. He doesn't do blondes. He doesn't do promises. And he sure as hell doesn't do me - his best friend's little sister. You should understand - I didn't choose this. No. He shattered me first. And maybe I've hated him ever since ... or maybe I just needed a reason to. Because here's the thing about hate ... it starts to feel a lot like something else when it burns hot enough. And here's the thing about my family ... the Blackburn name is cursed. My psycho grandfather? Yeah. Even death didn't shut him up. Old enemies crawl back. Secrets crack open. Monsters rise. And I learn real fast that evil doesn't always look like a monster. Sometimes it wears a familiar face. Control slips. Lines blur. Fate? She's a cruel bitch. But I'm not the girl who breaks. I'm the one who burns. And if I want love ... I'm going to have to break every damn rule to get it.”
1 Chapter 1 Love and hate2 Chapter 2 Family3 Chapter 3 Decisions4 Chapter 4 Don't know what I'm doing5 Chapter 5 A stalker6 Chapter 6 The rules7 Chapter 7 Stalking around8 Chapter 8 Paintball wars9 Chapter 9 Fairy tales10 Chapter 10 Happy birthday11 Chapter 11 The wrong twin12 Chapter 12 Dancing queen13 Chapter 13 Dresses, booze and stupid men14 Chapter 14 Hangover15 Chapter 15 Something real16 Chapter 16 Red balloons go by17 Chapter 17 A little tumble18 Chapter 18 The devil's lair19 Chapter 19 The truth finally told20 Chapter 20 Listen to your heart21 Chapter 21 Trying something new22 Chapter 22 The beach walk23 Chapter 23 Bad boys fall the hardest24 Chapter 24 Meeting Harry25 Chapter 25 Kicking some balls26 Chapter 26 Dance class27 Chapter 27 Killer clowns28 Chapter 28 Call my name29 Chapter 29 He was there30 Chapter 30 No laughing matter31 Chapter 31 A mother's love32 Chapter 32 Starting over33 Chapter 33 The meeting34 Chapter 34 Hit lists35 Chapter 35 The setup36 Chapter 36 The race37 Chapter 37 The dance38 Chapter 38 A real date39 Chapter 39 The cat is out of the bag40 Chapter 40 An allergic reaction41 Chapter 41 The dance42 Chapter 42 Looking perfect tonight43 Chapter 43 Losing my V44 Chapter 44 I love you45 Chapter 45 Hooked46 Chapter 46 No pressure47 Chapter 47 After48 Chapter 48 The jump49 Chapter 49 Tit for tat50 Chapter 50 Yale mess51 Chapter 51 A brother52 Chapter 52 Losing it53 Chapter 53 First sonar54 Chapter 54 Broken55 Chapter 55 Gone to hell56 Chapter 56 Zombie blues57 Chapter 57 Haunted history58 Chapter 58 Winning and losing59 Chapter 59 Beans and heroes60 Chapter 60 Waking up61 Chapter 61 A new grave62 Chapter 62 Watch it burn63 Chapter 63 The best treasure64 Chapter 64 Wedding surprise65 Chapter 65 Wedding bells