Chapter 1. Meet Harley.

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So, I had this idea. . .

This is a one time deal. As some of you noticed, I took down pretty much ALL of my stories. The reason I took them down is because they aren't edited, they actually have horrible mistakes. As a matter of fact, when I look back on them now, I cringe. I wrote these books before I got good at "show don't tell" and "grammar." Understand these stories are not fixed. However, I know how much some of you would love the opportunity to read them again, one last time, because I took them down without any warning.

For ONLY the month of June, I have decided I'm going to give you guys a treat. I am going to put up all of my stories that were completed. This will not include stories that weren't finished. This is also not going to include the original "BAD THINGS" series. The reason I will not put up the original Bad Things series is because I fixed those books, and I'm currently writing the final book which is the fifth book. I think that after you go back and reread some of these you will understand why I took them down. I think that it will show all of you just how different my writing style is and how I have grown as an author.You won't get the original "His Name Is Lucifer" either because I rewrote it. Hurry up and read them because I'm taking them down by July 1st.

THESE ARE AS IS, THEY HAVE NOT BEEN ALTERED!


Harley's POV

"Come on mom, I mean you can't be serious." I say stunned.

"I am serious Harley Elizabeth we are moving back to California." My mom says sternly.

"What's wrong with Jacksonville?" I arch an eyebrow.

She sighs heavily. "Look your father is out of prison, and he wants to spend some time with you before you're eighteen. Not only that but your grandmother is sick and I want to spend time with her."

"Please tell me you and dad are not going to rekindle because that flame needs to burn out for real." I plead.

"Wow most people would love to have their parents back together." Mom points out.

"Mmm well good for them, but not this girl." I huff.

"Why is that?" Mom asks.

"Because your and dad's flame tends to burn everyone in a ten mile radius of you." I growl.

She rolls her eyes. "Harley your father and I are not getting back together relax."

"Then why move back to California?" I argue.

"I already told you, you need to spend time with your dad and I need to spend time with my mother." She says.

"Ugh!" I throw my hands in the air stomping up the stairs.

I have been living in Jacksonville Florida for nearly six years. My mother moved us down here after my dad went to prison, she never did divorce him though. My parents are still very much married just not 'happily married.' 

I'm the only child between my parents, that I'm aware of. You'd think most girls would be thrilled to go back home, be around their dad. I was a daddy's girl hard core for the first twelve years of my life until he went to prison.

My father is the leader of a Biker gang, a well known biker gang The Sons of Purgatory. Sounds freaky I know, that's because it is. Kids back in L.A. California used to make fun of me called me 'The Biker Princess' the daughter of 'The Biker King.'

Mom told me before she moved us out to Florida to keep me away from the biker shit when she saw I took an interest in motorcycles, but as usual the second my daddy is out of prison she is running straight back to him.

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