Anarchist Season One: Book 1-5 Read Online Jordan Silver

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Biker, Contemporary, Erotic, MC, Romance Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 55
Estimated words: 51765 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 259(@200wpm)___ 207(@250wpm)___ 173(@300wpm)
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“I’m sorry Lawton but you heard what the priest said there at the end...”

“I don’t have time for this shit right now, we’ll talk when I get back. Now stay in the clubhouse with the others and don’t go running around outside.”

“I’m not exactly stupid you know. Now you make sure and be careful out there and don’t get yourself in trouble.”

What the fuck did she think I was about to do, invite the fuck to tea? I just glared at her and stalked off.

“Oh Lawton?”

“What the fuck is it now?”

She pouted but ran up to me and pulled my head down to hers for a kiss.

Damn, my dick was on the rise again.

“You done?” I hope she couldn’t tell that she was getting to me; that’s all I need. She patted my shoulder before letting me go about my business.

Outside the night was going fully dark as we headed out. Because sneaking up on someone on a bike was next to damn near impossible, we left the bikes and walked in.

“We shoulda taken the horses.”

“This ain’t the fucking wild-west Kyle what the fuck?”

We split up on the crest near the Davis’s ranch and I headed for the trees with my trusty rifle.

Always before I would be down there in the midst of my guys, but Davis always slipped away. This time I was going to pick him off if he tried to get away.

I had men surrounding his place so that there was no escape route open to him. I wasn’t too worried about his hired muscle, if they got in the way I’d burn them too, but my fight wasn’t with anyone else but Davis and sheriff Bailey.

When I got the signal that they were in place, the first shot rang out and there was pandemonium down below.

Men’s voices were raised in surprise and the sound of feet beating tracks could be heard.

The guys knew they didn’t have to kill anyone unless it was necessary, but we aimed to do as much damage as possible, so they won’t be a next time.

I kept my eye trained through the scope looking for that head of salt and pepper hair that was burnt into my corneas.

While my boys were cleaning up the riffraff there was finally movement in the Davis house. My heart picked up speed and I felt almost light headed.

It had taken me three years, but it seemed like everything was coming to an end here tonight. It was almost unbelievable. After all this time it seemed almost surreal that it was really about to happen.

My finger was steady on the trigger when I finally saw him make his way out the back door. Looks like I’d called that one right, fucking coward.

He stopped long enough to check his pockets for something and that was the last thing he ever did.

I didn’t get the feeling of satisfaction I thought I would when his head exploded at the end of my bullet, nor two minutes later when I stood over his almost headless corpse.

If not for DNA I would’ve spit on the fuck, but I had something else in mind. “Where’s Jr.” I looked to Travis for an answer but he shook his head, fuck. “Burn it.”

Chapter 4

BRANDON

The party that Law was dead set against was in full swing by the time we made it back.

I went after a beer first thing and avoided the hands that grabbed at me. Fucking women are always horny, and since I’m damn near exotic in these parts, they’re always on my dick.

It was going to be a long fucking night. Law was feeling a little raw after finally getting revenge against the fucker that had taken out his family, but the son hadn’t been there, so that meant we were still in it.

I saw a hot new chick off in the corner, but she already had more testosterone on her than flies on shit.

Since we had formed the club there was more pussy in and out these doors than we knew what to do with. I’m not sure what it was about bikers and bikes that make women crazy, but I’ve never seen anything like it until now.

I hadn’t seen this one here before though, I think I would’ve remembered that ass that my eyes kept drifting back to.

Her tits could use some padding, I like my women built up top, but that ass was nothing to sneeze at.

She had the room in the palm of her hand nonetheless; all the swinging dicks were in attendance. When I caught her eye I smirked at her before looking away. I wasn’t one for joining the crowd.

“Where’s Law?” Clay came up to my side and we both took in the festivities. His two women were at opposite ends of the room and I wondered what the fuck he’d done now.


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