Death, motorcycles and alcohol
What happens when you forget about people?
*EDITED* The last thing Serenity expected when she moved to California was to be placed in the middle of a sex trafficking plan within the city. Forcing herself to learn what she can do to stop it from taking place she's thrown into a world she doesn't know anything about. One thing she expected even less was to be fi...
Alaina Jackson was never like other girls. She loved to work on engines. Specifically motorcycle engines. Alaina loved motorcycles. They were her childhood. One day, while riding her motorcycle, she came across a group of bikers. They were called The Devil's Children. They waved her over, and she pulled up to them. ...
He has a big mouth, is a pain in the ass and owns a motorcycle which just makes things worst. But I can't help falling for him and that was the stupidest decision I had ever made.
✔️ [first book in Riders of Lykos series] -- When Emily Hearst learned that her mother kept her father out of her life simply so she could use Emily as a slave, Emily ran. She ran all the way to where her father was. She wasn't ready for newly found family, or the dark man that everyone seemed to think was a psychop...
It all started when he was falsely accused of murdering an entire family. Then, he was forced to take the sample cure before he was left strapped to the table along with another prisoner who had survived it. He was bitten 12 times. He though that he wasn't going to make it, but he was proved wrong. Lastly, woke up in...
After the death of her mother, Jamie Davis made an important decision that has changed her life for the better. Going into rehab was probably one of the best choices she had made, and she didn't regret it. Even after going through a withdrawal state, which absolutely sucked by the way, Jamie had know her work to get b...
So this is an old story, I wrote back in 2016-2017 and I did post here a year ago but then deleted it. far warning the main charatcer is a kinda Mary sue and some things don't make sense ( I was 15 to 16 when I wrote it.) Warning: misspelling, smut, metions of drugs and alcohol, mentions of past abuse, all out just...
Growing up in a military household I only had my brother to depend on. Father was always out for months at a time, and mommy dearest would rather do anything else than to be a real mother. So, I took care of my little brother. I made sure he had food and school lunch and just about anything he needed. And when I turne...