" I lunge forward at him hitting his groin with my knee then right between the eyes. As soon as I do, he crashes to the ground, out cold. I go for more, but a pair of arms snatch my waist lifting me up. I kick my legs and flail my arms to get closer but he is too strong.
"Let go of me!" I demand.
"Shut up." A low strong voice commands."Is he okay?"
"He is fine." I grunt.
Then the young adult wakes up, then scurries back away from me. "Sorry ma'- miss... " he says, making me angry again.
I give him a cold stare.
"I'm sorry." He repeats, standing to his feet.
"Put. Me. Down." I demand again.
With a huff he puts me down. I step forward with full intentions to punch him again but the man behind me takes my arm, holding me back. I jerk forward to get off his grip but he takes my other arm tightly.
"Alright! I'm done! I'm done!" I huff in defeat. "
This story follows Astrid, a 26 year old female who ran away from home 10 years ago. The only reason she has come back was to get away from the hole she dug her self into. She is running away from her problems again. Life before she ran away wasn't as nice as the public saw it- the sherif's family, happy, and loving. Behind the doors it was orders being barked left and right with no warning or break. Not wanted to deal with this anymore, Astrid ran. On her voyage out, she ran into some trouble that seemed all fine until it wasn't.
She comes back home and everything is all fine and dandy until,
"Unknown:
You thought you could hide forever?
I found you, and I can find your friend,
Nicole. If you want her safe, you'll be
at the ring in an hour."
Since Astrid's leave, the town suddenly had a motorcycle gang that hangs around, not realling doing anything in particular, but the sherif doesn't trust them much. Damon being the head of the gang, keeps everything they do quiet.
When these two meet up there is obious tention and immediate hatred.
***EDITING
TWs: Controling dad, violence, abuse
"There's a beginning to every story. There's an end to every beginning. This is how my story begins and ends." -Kate
"These a soul out there that's meant for me. I just haven't came across it yet." -Bear
My story doesn't the fairytale start however in the mist of everything; it has the fairytale ending. The princess who gets her Prince Charming. Or in my case, the VP of Creed MC, he's not a Prince Charming but he's Royalty to his club. How we met was by accident but I call it fate. Outsiders would be scared of such a brute, I wasn't one of them. When I moved here from Ashby with my daughter, I hadn't expected to catch the eyes of another VP. I promised to stay clear from any members of any clubs. I wouldn't risk my heart to be shattered by any outlaw criminal again. My luck, they'd be exactly like Viper and if they were... I would never recover.
I made plenty of mistakes to get me to where I am today. But with those mistakes, I wouldn't ask for a redo. I wouldn't have McKenzie. I wouldn't be married to my savior. We wouldn't have our children, if I had asked for a redo in life. Having Mac was a miracle but falling for Bear was a blessing in disguise. He had his own son almost the same age as Mac. Our love wasn't off the bat, it was a slow pace. It took him months on top of months to get me to agree to one date. That one date turned into another, turned into two more, which turned into dating.
Before Bear, there was many of mistakes. I was trying to fix the mistakes me mother created before she passed. My mother was a prostitute for the Viper's MC. She had sex with any of the member and thus is how I came about. I never knew who my father was, not that I cared. I tried to go down a different path but any path I chose when straight to the Viper's MC clubhouse.
My story will be a rocky rollercoaster one that ends up in a happy ending. You'll laugh, smile, and cry. You have been warned.