Ruthless Kings MC: Las Vegas Series by K.L. Savage

There are few things people know about me.I'm Scottish.I really hate pants.And Poodle is me best friend.But.There are always buts.There is one thing people don't know.Me love for fightin'.I come from a long line of fighters.I live it.I breathe it.Flesh.BloodAnd brass knuckles.It's me way of life.So I fight, legally. No one knows.I wanted to keep it a secret, but MC life exposes everyone's secrets.One secret?There's a woman I have me eye on. A woman who's off limits.She's an opponent's girl... moreThere are few things people know about me.I'm Scottish.I really hate pants.And Poodle is me best friend.But.There are always buts.There is one thing people don't know.Me love for fightin'.I come from a long line of fighters.I live it.I breathe it.Flesh.BloodAnd brass knuckles.It's me way of life.So I fight, legally. No one knows.I wanted to keep it a secret, but MC life exposes everyone's secrets.One secret?There's a woman I have me eye on. A woman who's off limits.She's an opponent's girl. A rival. An Irish bloke who comes from a powerful family.He isn't abusive in just the ring, but to her too.Bruises litter her beautiful face.She doesn't give me the time of day.Until she is dumped on the side of the desert road.She's mine now.Fuck her boyfriend's power.I'll kill him.For her. less

No matter how hard I try, I can never drown the memories.I miss alcohol.The craving claws against my stomach every day.And being in this rehab center doesn’t help.No one understands how it feels to not be able to save someone you love.I had to watch Macy’s demise.How she screamed for me to help her.I hear those screams. They echo in my head. A song on repeat.And a patient here, Sunnie, she tries to make me feel better.She reads a damn book to me every chance she gets, and it grinds my nerves... moreNo matter how hard I try, I can never drown the memories.I miss alcohol.The craving claws against my stomach every day.And being in this rehab center doesn’t help.No one understands how it feels to not be able to save someone you love.I had to watch Macy’s demise.How she screamed for me to help her.I hear those screams. They echo in my head. A song on repeat.And a patient here, Sunnie, she tries to make me feel better.She reads a damn book to me every chance she gets, and it grinds my nerves.Who the hell is that happy? She makes me want to drink.Then, she shares her pain, and I realize her bright disposition is a mask.I find myself wanting to make her smile, to make her happiness permanent.Nothing is ever that easy.She and I have a common enemy.My nightmare has been released from prison.Her nightmare is the reason why he is free.I want to be done with the MC after they made me go to rehab.But Sunnie deserves retribution.Macy deserves to finally rest in peace. less

He gets off on your fear.Trick or treat, Come and meet, someone you love that’s buried six-feet.If you don’t, I don’t care, I’ll love to see you in despair.They will die. Save their life!This isn’t a dare, I bid you beware.Follow the clues I’ll give to you,This is merely my debut.Until the clock strikes midnight,They will be gasping for air, what a delight.Love,The groundskeeper.My hand shakes when I read the note.Everyone is here.I think.There are so many people. So many painted faces... moreHe gets off on your fear.Trick or treat, Come and meet, someone you love that’s buried six-feet.If you don’t, I don’t care, I’ll love to see you in despair.They will die. Save their life!This isn’t a dare, I bid you beware.Follow the clues I’ll give to you,This is merely my debut.Until the clock strikes midnight,They will be gasping for air, what a delight.Love,The groundskeeper.My hand shakes when I read the note.Everyone is here.I think.There are so many people. So many painted faces. How am I supposed to know who is missing?I knew this party was a bad idea.Now, one of my own is in trouble and as the Prez of the MC, I should know not to play a game.But we are on a timer and someone is using us as pawns.It’s up to us to save one of our own.The clock starts now.Tick-f*king-tock. less

I’m too dark for her light.I am who I am, and I won’t apologize for it.I don’t know how to be...Normal.I have my reasons.I've been through hell.I've touched the flames themselves and I've danced with the devil.Intimately.Damnation torched my soul until it was black.Then I see her.I'm enthralled, but I can't speak to her.She's too pure.Too fragile.Too innocent.She doesn't need to see my torched soul.She doesn't need to taste my damnation.I watch what I can't have.I swear I'll protect her... moreI’m too dark for her light.I am who I am, and I won’t apologize for it.I don’t know how to be...Normal.I have my reasons.I've been through hell.I've touched the flames themselves and I've danced with the devil.Intimately.Damnation torched my soul until it was black.Then I see her.I'm enthralled, but I can't speak to her.She's too pure.Too fragile.Too innocent.She doesn't need to see my torched soul.She doesn't need to taste my damnation.I watch what I can't have.I swear I'll protect her.Even if she doesn't know I'm there.I get more...Enthralled.She loves books.I wonder if I could love them too.She loves wine.I imagine us sharing a glass.Imagination. What a tease.Enthralled. Entranced.Obsessed.She feels me there.Sees me out of the corner of her eye.I'm the reason the hair on the back of her neck is standing up.But I stay in the shadows where I belong.Until I can't.Until the day I see her cry.Those tears feel like open wounds.I want to heal them.But all she does is run.So I follow.Enthralled.Entranced.Obsessed.RUTHLESS.I won't stop until she no longer has a reason to cry.Even if it means I have to ride through the fires of hell one more time. less

I used to live in darkness and a comet soared through my night sky. So I made a wish. Blood is my sanction.Pain is my salvation.Fear is what I instill.Especially for my Comet.The warm barrel of a gun against my head? It won’t stop me from protecting what is mine.Even if it means spilling more blood.My love for her has been tested and I’m furious.Seconds has turned to minutes.Minutes has turned to hours.And suddenly months have gone by without a change... moreI used to live in darkness and a comet soared through my night sky. So I made a wish. Blood is my sanction.Pain is my salvation.Fear is what I instill.Especially for my Comet.The warm barrel of a gun against my head? It won’t stop me from protecting what is mine.Even if it means spilling more blood.My love for her has been tested and I’m furious.Seconds has turned to minutes.Minutes has turned to hours.And suddenly months have gone by without a change.Trying to make Daphne remember is getting us nowhere.It’s time to accept our fate.This is the new us.Giving up isn’t an option, but moving on is, and we are doing it together.While we figure out how to be together again, we wait for her stepfather to be sentenced.Even if I want to be the executioner.And while time creeps by, I don’t give up hope she’ll come back to me.In the chaos of fighting for our lives, fighting the flames that try to take us down, there is one thing stands strong.Us.She’s mine.And there are no limits to protect what’s mine.A taste of time is nothing compared to the history we hold.And sometimes time tells us when to let go.But I’ll hold on tight until my death. ...And wishes do come true. less