by Madison Faye
Yeah, the band was back together.
After that snowy night in the parking lot of The Pines, I’d formally quit the Bureau. I got an earful from Dante, too, but I think he got it. He knew who I was and saw that I was grinding gears with how things were run. I mean, I don’t think he knew I was leaving to go start a fucking motorcycle club, but we stayed in touch a little. Word also got out quick that most of Anthony Marcello’s organization had been either killed or jailed, and his reign in Chicago was over. A few weeks later, the FBI got an anonymous tip—courtesy of yours truly—about his whereabouts, and they nabbed him up pretty quick. Yeah, I could have gone myself and put a bullet in his head, but I took the higher ground. Plus, offering up a hugely wanted mob boss to the boys at the FBI smoothed things over with Dante. And hey, that’s an I.O.U. I don’t mind keeping in my back pocket.
So now there I was, the Vice President of the newly reformed Lost Devils MC, with Shepherd as President, Oliver as our Sergeant at Arms, and Hush—
Well, Hush was our resident fucking maniac, I’ll say that much. As it turned out, the guy didn’t need “saving” at all. Or, he did, he just managed to do it himself before we ever even got close to Mexico. He joined without even blinking, and now he was our link to the old club. I guess so were Ryker, Stone, and Axe, who didn’t officially join or anything but stayed close basically as consultants as we started this whole new chapter for Blackthorn.
No drugs, no guns, no girls, and no bullshit. We were going to act more like Robin Hoods, taking from the corrupt and stopping those that would hurt Blackthorn. The whole point of starting up the club was that we’d be a force—a defense force, for all of Blackthorn. With the Lost Devils, we had a way to stop the shit from hitting us before it even got close, so no one up on the mountain would ever have to look over their shoulder for shitheads like Anthony Marcello ever again. After all, this place was our home, and we were now prepared to defend it.
And with Lucy by my side, it really did feel like home. For one, we found our own place—not the falling apart cabin where we’d fallen for each other again, but a new place all our own. We started small, but a bunch of the other guys were happy to help me add on and make it a place we could really call our own. I mean, don’t get me wrong—I’d be happy to spend the rest of my life in a one-room shack on a mountain if it meant I had Lucy in my arms, riding me, moaning for me, and coming for me, for forever.
But soon, we did need more than a single room. After all, where would the baby sleep?
He’s not coming for a while, but when he does get here, man are we going to be ready for him. Yeah, there’s a part of me that worries about what sort of a dad I’m going to be, being VP of a damned MC and all. But, again, we’re less “outlaws” and more “outside the law.” We’re like a police force, I guess. And I supposed as long as you can teach your kids love, and right and wrong, and how to be strong, and think your own mind, and to defend those who can’t defend themselves, and to stand up to bullies, what else do you need?
Lucy’s really excited, of course. Though she’s pissed that it means she can’t ride for a while. Oh, right, that’s something else we changed with the new club. A lot of MCs have this archaic view about them being these all-boys clubs. We skipped that. Because my woman? Well, she’s as badass as they come, and you better believe she’s a patch-wearing, bike-riding member in her own right. She got shit from one dude out at a truck stop on one of our rides, once. She about broke his hand, and word seemed to have gotten out in the bike communities not to fuck with her.
And trust me, if anyone does, they’ll also have me to reckon with.
So, lawman to outlaw of sorts. It’s not the typical fairytale, but then, I did get my princess in the end. Even if she is a badass, bike-riding, outlaw princess, she’s still mine. And nothing in this world is going to take her from me ever again.
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The End.
Lost Devils
The Blackthorn Mountain Men series is not over. Let’s get that out of the way right now and put a cork in whatever fears you’ve had that you’ve been reading your last Blackthorn book. In fact, perish the thought!
The mountain and it’s rough, wild, outlaw inhabitants will most certainly be returning for more adventures. But in the meantime, you can also look forward to something new, and something I am very excited about…
The Lost Devils MC—coming in 2020. New club. New members. New stories. Get ready to hang on tight for the ride of your life!
Also by Madison Faye
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Blackthorn Mountain Men:
Claiming His Mountain Bride
His Captive Mountain Virgin
Her Mountain Baby Daddies
His Big Mountain Axe
His Hard Mountain Wood
Her Rough Mountain Outlaw
Unwrapping His Mountain Package
Her Double Mountain Outlaws
Her Savage Mountain Daddy
His Runaway Mountain Bride
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Standalones:
His Pretty Little Thief
Cherry Pie
Get Lucky
Stealing Valentine
Screwged
Sharing Samantha
Claiming Candy
Trick And Treat
Sugar & Spice
Five Card Studs
Dear Stepbrother, I Want You
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Winchester Academy:
Bait
Brat
Broken
Banned
Bully
Breathless
Barely
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Royally Screwed:
King Sized
Royal Brat
Daddy Duke
Prick Charming
Filthy Ever After
Once Upon A Scandal
Queen Sized
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Kilts & Kisses:
Tamed By The Highlander
Stolen By The Scottish Rogue
Wed To The Warrior
Viking’s Claim
The Highlander’s Forbidden Bride
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Forever Vows:
Taking Back His Bride
Bound To His Bride
Reclaiming His Wife
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Sofa King:
Sofa King Hard
Sofa King Wrong
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Sugar County Boys:
Bucking Bronco
Long Hard Truckers
Rough Rider
Country Liquor
Breaking His Law
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Double Daddies
Triple Daddies
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Bad Medicine Series:
Doctor Babymaker
Doctor O-Maker
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“Dirty Bad Things” Series:
Hard Core
Pretty Dirty
Rough Stuff
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“Innocence Claimed” Series:
His Little Bad Girl
Tempting Daddy’s Boss
Paying The Debt
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Royally Shared
Royally Claimed
Royally Tempted
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“Possessing Beauty” Series:
Beasting Beauty
Stealing Beauty
Sharing Beauty
Hunting Beauty
Possessing Beauty
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“Forbidden” Series:
Flirting With The Law
Breaking Her Innocence
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“Three Times” Series:
Bossed Three Times
Taken Three Times
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Twice Tackled
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