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Savage Crows MC Original Chapter Series by T.O. Smith – Read Books Online Free Ebooks good best novels to read http://www.books2020.com Wed, 25 Dec 2024 21:50:11 +0000 en-US hourly 1 https://wordpress.org/?v=6.9.4 http://www.books2020.com/wp-content/uploads/2020/09/favicon.png Savage Crows MC Original Chapter Series by T.O. Smith – Read Books Online Free Ebooks good best novels to read http://www.books2020.com 32 32 Carver (Savage Crows MC Original Chapter #2) Read Online T.O. Smith http://www.books2020.com/carver-savage-crows-mc-original-chapter-2-read-online-t-o-smith Wed, 25 Dec 2024 21:50:11 +0000 http://www.books2020.com/carver-savage-crows-mc-original-chapter-2-read-online-t-o-smith Genre: Alpha Male, Biker, MC Authors: T.O. Smith Series: Savage Crows MC Original Chapter Series by T.O. Smith
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Total pages in book: 14
Estimated words: 13056 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 65(@200wpm)___ 52(@250wpm)___ 44(@300wpm)

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She’s the daughter of our enemy…

Settling down isn’t in my cards. I’m an outlaw, and I love the adrenaline rush of living on the wrong side of the law more than I do my own life.
But then she steps into that bar, and my entire world flips upside down.
Her father is attacking our club. He ran the prez’s old lady off the road. We’ll do anything to take him out.
When I catch his daughter snooping around in town, asking questions about the prez’s old lady, it feels almost too good to be true. The perfect little revenge card.
But everything isn’t as black and white as we want it to be, and when I find out she’s a victim, too… I can’t – in good conscience – let her go back home.
Right?
But there are feelings in the mix – feelings I don’t know what to do with.
I can’t afford to get attached to her, but I also can’t stand the thought of letting her go.

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Carver

Ilifted my beer to my lips, listening to the table of women to my right as laughter burst from their lips, somehow being louder than the music. Some women could be funny when they were drinking and letting loose, but this table of women were just downright fucking annoying, especially after the exhausting day I’d had.

I’d spent the past few days doing recon, trying to figure out who had targeted Blink’s old lady, Lindsey, and who’d tried taking out Blink when he and Brian were doing an exchange a few weeks ago. But so far, it’d been a lot of early mornings and late nights with nothing to show for it.

We were still empty-handed, and I was agitated, tired, and just over this bullshit.

And if those girls to my right laughed like fucking hyenas one more time, I was going to lose my shit. Nothing could be that goddamn funny.

All I wanted to do was finish this beer, get my food whenever the kitchen got done making it, and head back to the clubhouse. It was late, and I was tired. While I was used to the lack of sleep from the military, driving for hours was exhausting and a hell of a lot different than standing watch overnight.

“Hey,” a woman’s soft voice spoke up a few barstools down from me. She was leaning on the bar, her tits practically spilling out of her low-cut tank top. She was a gorgeous woman with long, dark, curly hair, lips painted a blood-red, and pretty blue eyes. She had curves in all the right places, and had I been in a better mood and been better company, I’d have flirted a little until I got her to agree to meet me at a motel or in the bathrooms just down the hall.

I mean, fuck—the woman was just my type. And the sight of her alone was almost enough to give me the energy I needed to get a quick fuck in.

“What can I get ya?” the bartender asked, popping her gum. Macie, the bartender, was a local—had apparently been born and raised here and never left. She was a fiery redhead that didn’t put up with anyone’s shit. And her interest in men was zero.

Believe me—I’d tried.

“A beer. The cheapest you’ve got. And I wanted to ask you a question.” I perked up a little, definitely more interested in their conversation now. No one popped up in this town randomly asking questions. This was a tight-knit community, and I doubted the gorgeous brunette was popping in here to ask directions—not this far into town.

“What’s ya question, honey?” Macie asked as she grabbed a beer and popped the lid off before setting it on the bar in front of the woman.

“You seen a woman around here named Lindsey?” My grip around my bottle tightened, and I clenched my jaw. “I think she’s been hanging out with a local biker club?”

Macie frowned at her, every bit of friendliness disappearing from her face. Macie was loyal to the club and loyal to me and my brothers. She wasn’t a member by any means, but numerous times, we’d come when people got too rowdy and took care of the problem for her so she didn’t have to get the law involved. Macie and Lindsey had become good friends since Lindsey and Blink had been together, and I knew she’d never betray our queen like that.

This pretty little thing was fucking trouble.

“Don’t know her,” Macie lied to the woman. “But if she’s got anything to do with the Savage Crows, I’d steer clear, honey. Not a group you want to mess with.” Her eyes flickered to me for the briefest moment—too fast for the other woman to catch. “If you’re here to inquire, you better get the hell out of town. Those men don’t like being questioned, and they don’t like people snooping around either.”

The woman sighed and pushed back from the bar, setting a bill on the countertop without touching her beer. I watched as she walked away—unashamedly watching her ass as she did—and then stood from my own stool, slapping a twenty on the bar to cover my beer and the food I wouldn’t be getting tonight. Hopefully, Lindsey had leftovers in the fridge at the clubhouse.

“Keep the change,” I told Macie. “And take that meal home with you.”

She nodded once, grabbing the twenty off the bar as I followed the curly-haired woman out of the bar. I could feel Macie’s eyes on my back as I followed the brunette, but I knew she wouldn’t say a word. She was aware of the trouble we were facing, and she knew what had happened to Lindsey.

Macie could be counted on to turn a blind eye.

Keeping my distance and avoiding the parts of the lot with looser gravel, I tracked the woman like a predator. She was in my territory, and if there was a chance she knew something, especially if she came looking for Lindsey—who we’d been keeping at the clubhouse and out of the public eye—I was taking my chances with her.

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Advertisement Blink (Savage Crows MC Original Chapter #1) Read Online T.O. Smith http://www.books2020.com/blink-savage-crows-mc-original-chapter-1-read-online-t-o-smith Sun, 14 Jan 2024 20:20:28 +0000 http://www.booksnovels.com/blink-savage-crows-mc-original-chapter-1-read-online-t-o-smith Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary Authors: T.O. Smith Series: Savage Crows MC Original Chapter Series by T.O. Smith
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Total pages in book: 16
Estimated words: 14431 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 72(@200wpm)___ 58(@250wpm)___ 48(@300wpm)

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Where it all started…

I’m not one for settling down. I like my women to be unattached–to me and anyone else.
But then I lay eyes on her.
Lindsey is everything I never expected her to be. Everything I didn’t know I wanted.
She’s full of fire. Life. One look at her and I feel like I can breathe.
I’m obsessed. There’s no other word for it. I want her all for myself, and I’ll do anything to keep her.
Anything.
If she thinks she can run from me, she’s got another thing coming for her.

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Blink

I loved the open road. The freedom I got as my bike cut through the wind. How much more beautiful the world was when it wasn’t blocked by a windshield. There was something irreplaceable about hearing the roar of the road beneath my bike tires and the growl of the beast beneath me as I cut my way through the country roads.

But nothing would ever beat coming home to the clubhouse and walking inside. When I bought this place right after getting out of the military, it’d been a wreck. The realtor told me I probably would’ve been better off just tearing it down and building something new. But this place had something about it that drew me in, and I didn’t want to destroy it. Instead, I wanted to focus on restoring it.

So, the friends I’d made in the military and who had gotten out with me joined forces with me. They helped me pour money into this old building to restore it back to its former glory, and when I offered them a cut to be part of my small club, they took the opportunity to belong to something again with both hands.

Four years later and we were now a small but respected club. The four of us were all that made it up, but that was all we needed. There was strength to still be had in small numbers, and that was what we focused on.

“Fucking shit, my ass hurts,” Carver grumbled as we walked up to the clubhouse doors. Grit unlocked it and pushed one side open, and we followed him in, heading straight for the chapel so we could count this money out and go to the nearby bar to get food.

I was fucking starving.

We were all shit at cooking and only halfway decent at making a drink for ourselves. We’d been on the hunt for a good person to hire to cook for us and keep this place clean, but none of us had been impressed by any of the applications so far. Most of them were women more interested in trying to change a bad boy than actually doing any kind of work. And they were talkative, too, which meant they’d be untrustworthy. Last thing we needed was a bunch of gossipers.

I took my seat at the head of the table before pulling the envelope of cash out of the inside pocket of my cut. Grit took a seat to my left, Carver took a seat to my right, and Carter took a seat beside Carver. They silently watched as I began dividing up the money between the four of us and our club fund. Once it was divided, I slid their cut across to them before getting up and putting the cut for the club fund into the safe.

“Are we finally going to fucking eat now?” Carver griped.

I snorted and turned to face him once the safe was locked back. “You’re in a pissy mood today,” I noted.

He rolled his eyes at me. “My ass hurts from riding for hours with no break, and my stomach is eating my insides.”

Grit barked out a laugh and stood to his feet. “Let’s head to the bar. I need a drink. And I could do with one of their greasy burgers.”

I waved them off. “I’ll meet y’all there. I want to shower first.”

Grit clapped me on the back as he moved past me. “See you in a bit, brother.”

The bar was already packed when I walked in, which wasn’t all that uncommon this time of the evening. I saw the guys sitting in a corner booth, food already in front of them. To save the waitress some time, I headed to the bar and put in a order for a burger, basket of fries, and a beer.

“Hi! I just finished the app—”

I turned to face the woman who appeared beside me, and immediately, my breath caught in my lungs. She was so fucking beautiful, she captivated every bit of my attention without even trying. Her face was free of makeup, and her blonde hair hung down her back in soft waves. Skin-tight jeans shaped nicely to her perky, round ass, and the V-neck shirt she had on allowed me to see the swell of her breasts—it was just enough to tease the hell out of me.

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