Total pages in book: 86
Estimated words: 83777 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 419(@200wpm)___ 335(@250wpm)___ 279(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 83777 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 419(@200wpm)___ 335(@250wpm)___ 279(@300wpm)
Satan’s Fury was my life.
It always had been. Always would be.
But it came with its sacrifices.
Lots of them.
Blood, sweat, and tears were just the beginning.
Hell, I’d traded pieces of my soul to get us where we are today.
And I’d do it all again.
But if I had the chance, I’d do it without losing her.
She was my everything, and I let her slip through my fingers.
It was the mistake of a lifetime.
I’d fought for my club.
I’d fought for my brothers.
Now, it was time to fight for her.
Creed is a standalone MC romance with a group of foul-mouthed, possessive alphas who will do whatever it takes to protect the women they love. No cliffhanger and no cheating. Enjoy the ride
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CHARACTER LIST
Preacher- (Hudson) President-
Sons- Beckett and Memphis
Tabitha- Ol’ Lady
Sergei, Viktor, and Nikolai- her sons
Creed- Vice President
Seven- (Holt) Sergeant of Arms
Tallie-ol’ lady
Ford- son
Blade- club doctor
Grim- (Lawson) Enforcer
Jenna is his ol’ lady
Luna is Jenna’s daughter
Sheppard- Club Hacker
Ghost- (Sutton) Brother
Casey- Ol’ lady
Toby- Casey’s son
Memphis- (Weston) Brother
Antonia- ol’ lady
Rusty- Brother
Goose- Brother
Gash- Brother
Dagger- Brother
Garrison-his son
Duggar- Prospect
Jonesy- Prospect
Skid- (Thatcher)
Grim’s son
Smitty- Prospect
Lil Nix- Fallen Prospect
Zeke- New Prospect
PROLOGUE
“Did you talk to him?”
“Hmm?”
“Preacher...” That familiar blush crept across her bare chest as she tilted her head back and let out a needful sigh. “Did you talk to him?”
I didn’t answer.
Answering would mean I would have to move my mouth, and at the moment, I was doing my damnedest to make my lady come. She was sprawled back on my bed with her knees up and her back arched, and if her ragged breath was any indication, I was succeeding in my endeavors.
I hoped it would be enough to disrupt her train of thought, so I kept at it. Teasing and tormenting in the way that I knew got to her the most. I almost had her to the breaking point when she suddenly inched her hips back, breaking the latch on her clit. “You didn’t, did you?”
“Come on, baby. Do we really gotta talk about this now?”
“Yeah, actually, we do.” She rolled to her side before reaching down and grabbing her panties from the floor, hastily jerking them up her legs. “This is just a waste of time.”
“I don’t know. I thought we were making pretty good use of time until about two seconds ago.”
“You promised.”
And just like that, my dick went limp, and my hopes for a sated, restful afternoon shot out the door.
Damn.
“You make it sound like I had a choice in the matter.”
“You did!”
“I didn’t.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?”
“You don’t get it.”
“You’re right. I don’t.” She threw her hands up. “You have an entire life filled with people you clearly love and want to protect, but you won’t share them with me. I just get little snippets of stories or pictures on your phone, and that’s not fair.”
“It’s complicated.”
Devin was a five-foot-ten absolute stunner with a mouth that could cut me down just as fast as it could make me beg. I’d never met a woman like her. She was headstrong and had a drive in her to succeed in whatever she wanted. Didn’t matter how hard or out of reach something might’ve been. If she wanted it, she was going to go after it.
And for just over two years, I was what she’d wanted.
She loved me hard and loved me good. Better than anyone had before, and I wanted her. God, how I wanted her.
But God liked to look down on me and laugh at the fuckery that was my life. He knew when he sent her walking into that bar with that short damn mini-skirt and barely-there tank top that she was a cop, and I couldn’t have her.
Most men wouldn’t have cared that a smoking hot chick like her wore a badge, but I wasn’t most guys. I was a member of one of the most notorious MCs in the South, and I’d fought hard to get there. I couldn’t jeopardize their lives and mine by bringing a cop into the fold. It wouldn’t just be dangerous. It would be a betrayal, and even though I loved her, I couldn’t let that happen.
She leaned in and rested her head on my shoulder. She would never say it, but she was hurting. I could feel it in my bones, and it killed me that I couldn’t do anything about it. “I love you, Jameson.”
“I love you, too.”
“Then, why haven’t you talked to him?”
I didn’t answer right away.
I just stared across the room like I was trying to think of the right thing to say. My gut twisted as I dragged my hand over my face. "This isn’t the right time, Devin. There’s too much shit going on."
That wasn’t a lie.
Fury was working hard to make a name for itself and the Vault, and rival clubs weren’t making it easy. Tensions were high, and we couldn’t afford any distractions. Couldn’t afford any weaknesses. This thing we had going on was both.
She shifted her body, and I immediately missed the warmth of her skin next to mine. "You always say that. Another time. Another day.”
"You know I care about you."
"I do." She gave me a soft smile, but it didn’t reach her eyes. “And I care about you.”
“We’ve got a good thing here.”
“We do. We really do; I was just hoping for something more.”
I could’ve told her how I really felt.
I could’ve told her that if life were different, if I wasn’t who I was, and if she didn’t have that badge, I’d claim her and put a ring on her finger. But those words wouldn’t change anything. I knew it. She knew it, too. No matter what either of us felt, there would come a time when one of us would have to test our love against our loyalties.