Authors: Chelsea Camaron
Merciless Ride (6 page)
Merciless Ride
Copyright © Chelsea Camaron 2014
All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, or stored in a database or retrieval system, without the prior written permission of Chelsea Camaron, except as permitted under the U.S. Copyright Act of 1976.
This is a work of fiction. All characters, organizations, and events portrayed in this novel are either products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.
1st Edition Published: October 2014
Whiskey Girls Publishing
Cover Design by: Jessie Lane
Images by: | Magnolia Ridge Photography | Shutterstock
Cover Model: Jacob Sones – Photo taken by Scott Hoover
LoveNBooksBoys ~ Ellie
Editing by: Asli Fratarcangeli and C&D Editing
Formatting by: IndieVention Designs
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This book contains mature content not suitable for those under the age of 18. Involves strong language and sexual situations. All parties portrayed in sexual situations are adults over the age of 18.
All characters are fictional. Any similarities are purely coincidental.
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*Intended for mature audiences only*
This book contains strong language, strong sexual situations, violence, and rape. Please do not buy if any of this offends you.
This is not meant to be a true or exact depiction of a motorcycle club rather a work of fiction meant to entertain.
Dear Reader,
Please note this book takes place with the Catawba Hellions charter therefore you will not see some the regular Haywood’s Landing Hellions. The timeline of this books slightly parallels that of Forever Ride so you won’t have Tank and Sass as they are off in their story during this particular book.
Shooter and Tessie are on a ride of endurance and self-discovery. Hang on as this is a ride where secrets will be revealed.
Much Love,
Chelsea Camaron
To Author Theresa Marguerite Hewitt
My writing partner, my critique partner, but most of all my friend. You inspired Tessie’s character and you are one of the most amazing people I have ever met! Enjoy the ride, sweets.
To Amazon Reviewer Dusty Rose
I don’t even know if you will read this, but you posted a review for One Ride and mentioned Tessie. She was originally a support character not meant to have her own book. You inspired me to give her a ride of her own. Thank you for your honest feedback. Thank you for being the old lady behind the man in the cut (your review says you’re a real old lady so my helmet off to you—I ride with my husband and my father, but they are not one percenters—that’s a tough life and world to live in as a woman. You are a strong female and I tried to give Tessie what I imagined to be your strength to persevere.)
Table of Contents
Chapter Two: No Friend of Mine
Chapter Seven: Adjusting…or Not
Chapter Ten: Hits Keep on Coming
Chapter Twelve: Secrets Revealed
Chapter Thirteen: Brothers No More
Chapter Fifteen: Monster of Me
Chapter Sixteen: Consume Me No More
Chapter Seventeen: Mending Bridges
Chapter Twenty: Future Is Bright
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Unexpected
No, no, no, don’t die, dammit. Fuck my life.
It is two in the morning, I just got off work from the bar, and tonight has already been a long damn night. We have been busier since the Desert Ghosts Motorcycle Club arrived in town. They must be working with the Hellions on something to be here, returning as often as they do.
Staying in this small place, they only have two options for a spot to grab a beer.
Tiny’s,
where a man that is far from tiny will be serving them, or find me and the girls at
Ruthless
. Since they are in business with the Hellions, they come to
Ruthless
. Although not Hellion owned, it is known as their place to grab a drink and unwind.
I am on my way to pick up Axel, my son, when my little Honda Civic begins dying a slow, painful death as my dashboard lights up like a Christmas tree. I have just enough time to pull it safely to the side of the road before it shuts off completely.
No! This can’t be happening
, I think to myself as I try to restart the car.
Turning the key over in the ignition, I am left with silence surrounding me. Click. Click. Click. Nothing.
Looking over at my cell phone, I think of my limited options for aid. Who can I call at two in the morning to come give me a ride?
I don’t want my mom to have to get dressed and then get Axel dressed to come out here. Plus, I am still going to need to have the car towed. I knew I should have signed up for one of those automotive clubs, but damn that would be another bill. A bill I certainly can’t afford.
Picking up my cell phone, I dial the one person I know that can help me get a ride and get my car towed all in a quick manner as well as keep it within a reasonable budget.
“Hey, Doll, sorry to call so late,” I say when she answers.
“No problem; what’s wrong, Tessie?” she asks, the sleepy tone in her voice reminding me normal people don’t keep my kind of schedule.
Shit, I woke her up. I feel even more guilt now, but she is one of the few friends I have. Plus, she will come get me, no question, since Tripp and Rex are away on a transport. I would’ve been tempted to call Rex; however, I have promised myself no more. Luckily, he is away, so the urge is gone, leaving me with Doll. If they were home, Rex would’ve been at the bar tonight, either to troll for fresh pussy or give me an orgasm in the stock room before the night was over. Rex and I have a fucked up history - one centered around sex, sometimes a little more, but mostly it is just about getting off. Well, that was until recently when I made the decision to cut him out of my life as much as possible.
“My car broke down out on Miller’s Hill Road. It won’t start back up and I need to get home. I’m sorry for bothering you. I didn’t know who else I could call,” I say as I hear a noise in the background.
Doll is mumbling something, but I can’t bring myself to focus on her as my blood runs cold when I hear Tripp’s voice say
his
name.
Shit, Rex! He can’t come get me. No. No. No. He cannot come with me to get Axel. Panic is setting in as I run through how this night is going. He will ask me where my son is. He always asks me about Axel. My plan was to get Doll on her way and call my mom to keep him overnight. If Rex is too close, I won’t have time to make the call. Then he will wonder why we can’t go get him.
“No worries, Tessie, Rex will be there shortly to get you,” I hear her say his name, snapping me out of my thoughts.
“Rex? I th… thought they were on a transport,” I stammer, questioning why he is back.
“Oh, they got back about an hour ago. Tripp heard you talking so he called him while we’ve been on the phone. He’ll pick you up and get your car taken care of. Do you need a ride tomorrow?”
“No, Doll. Thanks, you’ve done so much already. I gotta go. I need to call my mom so she’s not expecting me right away for Axel.” With that, we hang up.
Making a quick call to my mom, I ask her to keep Axel overnight for me. Since he’s already asleep, this works out better for him anyway. Regardless of who comes, none of the Hellions are going to lay eyes on Axel.
Knowing my son is settled, I have to prepare myself to see Rex. I seem to lose all self-control when he’s around. I always have. Boundaries, I have given myself mental boundaries with him. He is never going to grow up, so I have stopped holding out for that. He is also never going to commit to me or anyone else, for that matter. I have given up on that pipe dream. With that said, I have to set the boundaries for my body more firmly. No more allowing lust to takeover.
