Rain Falls: MC Romance (Lady Riders Book 1)

by Harley McRide

  “Anything happens to me and the tapes…” he warned quickly.

  “Yeah, about those,” Rick said. “Should have checked them out years ago, asshole.”

  Angel had scrambled back to Zane and was standing next to him with her head up as she glared at Rain.

  “Who gives a shit, call the cops, we will be out in an hour. You think you hold all the cards, you pissant bikers have no clue the power we hold. Judges, Senators, Generals, you are nothing. A biker whore,” Angel said.

  “I so wanna shoot her right now,” Harmony snapped.

  “Who said we are calling the cops?” Rain said quietly and Angel looked at Rick and then back to her shocked.

  “Really?” Angel said. “You expect me to believe you will actually allow her to kill me?”

  Zane looked at them and said, “Put those away, do you know how much money I am worth? I can set you up for life and not even blink. Now let’s get down to negotiations.”

  “Who is doing it?” Creed said.

  “Me,” Knight said.

  “Me,” Charro said.

  “Me,” Rain said.

  “Uh,” Shady said. “I am pretty sure you all want to do it, and I understand, but seriously, we talked about this. Rain gets the call.”

  “Babe,” Knight said. “Don’t want this on your soul.”

  “Me either,” Charro said over Zane’s blustering.

  “No one is killing anyone. How much is this gonna cost?” Zane said.

  “Ahh, that is so sweet,” Rain said. “But, babes, trust me, I need this, they tried to sell me.”

  “Yeah,” Knight said. “But still, you have history.”

  “Bad history,” Rain argued.

  Everyone listened to as the three bickered back and forth. Then Creed and Shady yelled at the same time, “Gun.”

  They turned and fired, all of them. Later they could fight over who hit who.

  “Damn,” Rick said. “That was close.”

  “Nah,” Creed said. “Was watching them. They were trying to make it to the drawer where they had their guns, just wanted them to have them in their hands when they died.”

  “But they aren’t dead,” Rick pointed out because they had both only been hit in the arm.

  “Dad, we need him to sign a few things first, remember,” Rain laughed and Rick shook his head.

  Angel was screaming and crying on the ground when Rain walked to her with her gun.

  “You whore, everything you ever had was given to you by Mom, you didn’t deserve a fucking penny of it,” Angel screamed.

  “I only want to know one thing before I end you,” Rain said quietly. “When you were selling those women, did you even think about them or their families?”

  “Fuck you,” Angel spit out. “They deserved it, everything they got, all of them came on to men like bitches in heat, trying to get them in bed. They knew what they were doing and getting everything they wanted. All of them. You too, I was there you know. The night Zane drugged you and let those men fuck you. You moaned and groaned like you were loving it, so don’t for one second tell me you are better than I am. I am more powerful than you will ever think of being.”

  Rain didn’t think, she just shot, and her half-sister was gone, dead. She stood up and turned around thinking she was going to feel something but she didn’t, she didn’t feel a damn thing other than relief.

  “Compromise, you get him. Just get the documents so I don’t go to jail,” Rain said and walked to Charro and kissed him on the cheek and then turned to Knight and did the same thing. She heard Zane screaming at her, but Shady and the girls surrounded her and led her out of the room. When they got to the living room, and saw the carnage the men had already wreaked with Zane’s guards.

  “You know this will take a while,” Shay said and looked around the room ignoring the blood and bodies.

  “Yeah,” Abi said. “Hey, he has a bar.”

  “Fuck yeah,” Harmony said and walked to the corner and looked. “The good stuff too, you know in these heels and dresses we should only be drinking the best.”

  “Shit,” Bob said and lifted her dress and yanked down her pantyhose and ripped them off. “We deserve it all the time. Fuck that.”

  Rain laughed, who would have thought after killing her demented half-sister she would laugh. But she was, and she finally felt free.

  Epilogue

  Treat looked around the room and smiled. Some of her friends were leaving today, and some of them were staying. It was time for her to move on from the past and figure out what the fuck she was going to do in the future.

  “Are you going to be okay?” Shady whispered to her when she hugged her one last time before they mounted their bikes.

  “Yeah,” Treat said. “Bob and Nike are gonna be here and Casey said that some of the others were ready to get this going. I think we are going to be fine here for a while. But don’t be given my spot away. I plan on being back soon.”

  “You’ll always have a spot with us, no matter what,” Shay said and then kissed her on the forehead and turned where Harmony, Free, Abi, and Rose were waiting to give her a hug as well. She smiled, yeah, she would be here for a while, but they would always be home.

  “We are four hours away, babe,” Freedom said as she stepped up and hugged her. “Call and we are here.”

  Treat nodded and then Nike and Bob came up behind them and everyone began the hug fest. It took the guys whining and complaining before the last of them finally got on their bikes and in the trucks so they could pull out.

  She turned and looked back at the group she would be living with for the next few weeks. Two men stood out, Stone and War were both staring intently at her and she ignored them. Fuckers were going to have to work for her forgiveness after they had fucked her over.

  Casey stepped up and smiled. “Let’s show you the house you have been assigned, you are gonna love it. And maybe we can convince you to stay for a while and check out all we have to offer.”

  Treat rolled her eyes and looked at Casey, she already knew the history between the two men and her best friend who had turned out to be a fucking lunatic. It still didn’t change things, they had fucked her best friend right in front of her; of course, they hadn’t known she had been standing there, they had been to focus on Trick. It had been the beginning of the end of their best friend relationship. She had lost a lot over the last year, and now it was time for her to gather her shit back together and move on.

  The cell in her pocket rang and Treat rolled her eyes. It had to be one of the girls; they were probably making sure she hadn’t fallen apart. Sometimes they thought she was more fragile than what she was.

  “I am fine,” she smiled into the phone.

  “Brooke?” a weak woman’s voice said to her and Treat froze as her eyes went right to her friends.

  “Who is this?” Treat said because no one called her Brooke anymore. And the only ones who would call her by her given name have not spoken to her in years.

  “Brooke? It’s Jilly, I need help.” And Treat froze, her sister? Why would she call her now? Of course they all had her number, she always sent it in letters even though they had all gone unanswered, Treat always sent it every single holiday, birthday, anniversary, whatever.

  “Jilly, why do you need help?” Treat whispered fiercely and instantly Nike and Bob were at her side, both leaning in to listen into the receiver as much as they could even though they didn’t know what was going on.

  “It is bad this time, Brooke,” her sister whispered.

  “Honey, I am not following, what is bad, what do you need help from?” Treat said softly.

  “Supper was late, and the baby was crying. Lane needed to rest so he could get to work, but I wasn’t keeping it quiet enough.” She cried into the phone and Treat froze, what the fuck? Who was Lane? Of course, she didn’t know Jilly had gotten married, no one had told her. It was probably an edict from her father the bastard.

  “Jilly, honey, calm down and tell me wher
e you are,” Treat said.

  “Home,” Jilly groaned as she cried. “Hurts so bad, I can’t get up.”

  “Where is home?” Treat said urgently.

  “Guy at the tattoo place said you were here. That is why I called, same trailer park we grew up in just three doors down. Mom and Dad are still here too but I can’t go to them,” Jilly whispered.

  Fuck no she couldn’t. Her mother was a weak woman who let her husband beat their kids daily for stupid shit. Dammit, she was going to have to go back and face that shit, but there was no way she was leaving her sister with some asshole who beat her. They’d too much of that.

  “I am coming, honey. Just gimme a few and I will be there, if anyone comes home don’t say I am coming, we will get you out,” Treat whispered.

  “My son?” she cried.

  “Him too, honey. If your husband…” Treat said.

  “Not married, Lane is one of dad’s drinking buddies,” Jilly said and Treat closed her eyes, yeah, she knew how that had gone down. Fucking dick.

  “Lady Riders?” Nike said and Treat nodded absently, but she was keeping her sister on the phone as long as possible.

  Nike yelled at Casey who was already cuddling up to her man. “Bic, need you now.”

  The woman was nothing if not perceptive. She jumped off Freebyrd’s lap and called to the other women who were still milling around and then came to them quickly.

  “What is up?” she whispered.

  “If you are serious about setting up a Chapter here, now is the time. You remember I told you we were going to work with women who are abused or recovered from trafficking?” Bob said and Casey nodded. “Looks like we have our first woman in need.”

  Casey snapped her fingers and began barking orders to the women. The guys who were paying attention as well went on alert. Freebyrd and his Vice, Stone, stepped forward to Casey who began explaining what was going on.

  Treat was calming talking into the phone to her sister when Stone saw her get still. He looked at War who was watching Treat as well and saw the change. He motioned and both moved to Treat who had moved to the corner.

  “Jilly? Don’t say anything, just put the phone down, don’t hang it up, just put it down so I can hear. I am with you, honey,” Treat whispered.

  War grabbed the phone and listened for a moment, his face turning grim as he heard a man in the background yelling.

  “You stupid worthless woman, get your ass up and make me a sandwich,” the man yelled and he heard a grunt as if someone had been kicked again.

  Stone and War threw the legs over their bikes and quickly started them. They didn’t have a lot of time, Treat’s sister was in trouble and they were going to help, even if she didn’t want their help, which was evident a few moments ago when she grabbed the phone back out of War’s hand and snapped, “Fuck off, this is not your concern.”

  Yeah they fucked up. Two years ago, they had what they thought was a fairly good relationship with Treat. They were part of the Warrior Chapter in Nevada, so they partied together and always ended up in bed together. It was comfortable, and safe, no commitments, no hassle.

  War and Stone hadn’t wanted anything steady; they had been more interested in establishing their lives. But one night Treat had been really drunk, both of them were sure she didn’t remember telling them that she was ‘falling in love’ with both of them and it freaked them out.

  They talked about it and figured they would have to cut it off. They went and talked to Creed who told them about the opportunity in Oceanside to open a shop and they jumped at it. But then Treat would come to Cali on road trips, or they would go back and every time she’d assumed they were going to be together, and they had been stupid not to realize what they were feeling and allowed it to happen.

  Then they totally fucked up. One weekend they went to Nevada on a road trip, before they went they talked about sitting Treat down and telling her they didn’t want what she did. But when they arrived, they had gone to the bar for some stupid reason and saw Treat dancing. Something they had always avoided. Seeing the men watching her and holding out cash had pissed them off. Especially when she seemed to love the attention.

  Jealousy drove them to grab the first woman who came onto them, which was Trick, her best friend. They had already had a lot to drink, but it was no excuse. They had allowed Trick to take them to a backroom and there she danced for them privately, which led to them fucking her, and Treat walking in since it was where Trick told her to come after she danced.

  They hadn’t known that Trick was a devious evil bitch who wanted to hurt Treat because she was jealous. However, that was what happened.

  That was then, this was now, and she was finally going to let them try to make up for their complete fuck up. Even if she didn’t want to.

  Books by Harley McRide

  Ops Warriors MC

  Sharing Freedom

  Bringing Harmony

  Shady

  Devil Savages MC

  Bed of Roses

  Burned by Abi

  Highway to Heaven

  Lady Riders

  Rain Falls

  Treats Aren’t Always Sweet – Coming Soon

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  Excerpt from Sharing Freedom

  Ops Warriors MC Book One

  By Harley McRide

  Freedom looked around the room. It was Friday night, the first time they had a party while she was here. She had no idea what to expect but she was ready to see if it was something she could actually do. Shady had told her what to expect, and even told her not to freak or be judgmental. She just had to keep an open mind, and understand that everything was the way it would be if she decided to stay. No one would change just because she had nowhere to go.

  She looked down at the clothes Shady loaned her. They weren’t her normal clothes. The rich brown leather pants hugged her hips like a glove and the matching top was corset with black ties in the back. The outfit was something she would have worn to work at the strip club, not out to a party. When Shady had worn the outfit, it had showed her Warrior Bitch tattoo on her breast. Freedom looked down and even though her breasts looked perky in the top, it was lacking.

  She stared at the boots she was supposed to wear. They were high heeled and she was certain she would fall on her ass. That would be embarrassing. With a sigh she sat down, suck it up, she thought. She needed to give this a shot.

  Shady said they would go downstairs for the first few hours, then they would move back to their floor if they didn’t see anyone that interested them. The guys would come up if they wanted her. Shady wasn’t sure she was ready for a hook-up tonight, so she told everyone hands off unless invited specifically. Creed had followed up with a warning at a meeting. It made her feel a little better about the situation though. She had been worried.

  Now the time had come for her actually to make a showing. She looked in the mirror and smiled at the way she looked, she did look hot, she thought. Her hair cascading down her shoulders, curling by itself, and her make-up a little heavier than normal, but it made her eyes look smoky. With the outfit, she looked like a completely different person.

  She slowly walked out into the main area and smiled at the guys that were sitting on the sectionals already drinking. Creed and Fork looked up and stared at her outfit; she almost turned around and went back to her room when they stared at her chest for too long.

  “Damn, Free,” Numbers said slowly, dragging the words out as he walked toward her. He grabbed her around the waist and turned her, holding out her arms with his as he looked at her. “You are one hot piece. The guys are gonna be tripping over themselves to get your attention.”

  She grinned and blushed, and said, “Thanks.”

  As she turned, he slapped her on the ass and she jumped and laughed. They were treating her like Shady, she thought until she saw the look on Eas
y’s and Poke’s faces. They were frowning and staring at each and then her. She had no clue to what she had done wrong but they were pissed about something.

  Creed nodded to her in approval and winked while Fork just stared at her. His look unnerved her and she shifted from foot to foot and finally said, “Uh, where is Shady?”

  Rock snorted from the bar and said, “Downstairs laying claim already to men she wants to possibly f*** tonight. Everyone knows Shady gets first pick of the guys.”

  Freedom frowned and then nodded. “Well, I will go and find her.”

  “Sit down, Free,” Easy snapped at her. “Shady is doing what she does, and doesn’t need any help from you to figure out who she is gonna put in her bed tonight.”

  Freedom felt her cheeks grow hot and looked at Creed who was just staring intently at Easy and Poke. No, she wasn’t going there, she thought and raised her head up. “F*** off, Easy.”

  The room was silent and then Creed snorted and shook his head. “Yep, I think we need to get used to another Bitch being up here.”

  Freedom shook her head and walked down the stairs in search of Shady. Damn them, she wasn’t going to be told what to do every second of every day anymore. She was a grownup woman. She had choices.

  *****

  Creed stared at his friends who were watching Freedom leave and he leaned back. “That the way it is?”

  Poke looked at their leader with a guarded look and Easy just glared. “Don’t know what you are talking about,” Easy finally said.

  “Yeah, you do, and either you do something about it, or someone else will. She is too hot to be alone in bed. Someone is gonna fill that spot, and I would guess once they do, you are gonna have to pry them out of her pussy,” Creed snarled.

  “Good for her,” Poke shrugged.

  Fork laughed loudly and looked at Creed. “Cool, you don’t wanna a piece of that, leaves more for the rest of us.”