Always (Next Generation The Skulls #1) Read Online Sam Crescent

Categories Genre: Romance Tags Authors: Series: Next Generation The Skulls Series by Sam Crescent

Total pages in book: 97
Estimated words: 98170 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 491(@200wpm)___ 393(@250wpm)___ 327(@300wpm)

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(Next Generation The Skulls #1) Always

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Sam Crescent

0369502477 (ISBN13: 9780369502476)
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Part One: TabithaWe were always supposed to end up together. I belonged to him, just as he was mine, despite our different MCs. There was only one true way it would end for us, together, like we always promised. We were so wrong, so na�ve, too young to realize what we might face. I never wanted to live without him, but after one stupid mistake, it looks like I'll have to get used to being alone. SimonThe only person I've ever wanted, the one who owned my heart is Tabby. All my life, I knew she'd be my woman, on the back of my bike where she rightfully belongs. It didn't matter that she was a Skull, but I'm possessive, and I fucked up.I should have known what was coming and protected her, but the club got in the way. Now I've got to pay the price. When the time is right, I'll come back for her and claim her. We were supposed to be together through thick and thin, along with all the bad times and good. The bad times are now, so as long as we wait, it should be good again. We hope.
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Next Generation The Skulls Series by Sam Crescent

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Present day

“Holy shit, Tabby. Hold the fuck on!” Simon pushed her into the back. Daisy climbed into the front of the car. “I’ll drive my fucking car!” He growled the words and pointed at Anthony. “Get in the back.”

“Gladly, asshole,” Anthony said, climbing in.

Simon struggled to allow another guy to touch his girl, but he didn’t have much choice. He was the best driver; being a year older than everyone else, he’d had more experience.

“There’s so much blood,” Daisy said.

“Look away, Daisy. Now. You don’t need to fucking see this,” Anthony said. “Do you have any idea what the fuck you’re doing? Tiny is going to go fucking mental, not to mention my dad.”

“What about mine?” He knew Devil would fucking belt him if anything happened to Tabitha. His father had told him time and again to be careful, and if something happened to Tabitha, war would be declared between The Skulls and Chaos Bleeds. There was no way that could happen. He’d been told this years ago.

“You had no business starting shit. I told you from the start to keep away.”

“She’s mine, dickface. She will always be mine.”

“Enough with the fucking shit. Stop your talking and get my sister to the hospital,” Miles said. He’d jumped into the back.

Tabitha couldn’t cope. The pain was too much.

“I’ve got you,” Daisy said.

Her best friend in the whole wide world sported a black eye and split lip. She reached up, touching her face.

“It wasn’t supposed to be this way, you know.”

“Don’t talk like that,” Miles said.

Her brother. Her twin.

“This is bad, Miles.” She groaned. Glancing down, she saw the blood. Daisy used one of the many shirts she wore to press on it, tears in her eyes.

“I’ve got you,” Daisy said. “Don’t you die on me. We’ve got so much to do. So much to live for. All the plans we made.”

“I don’t know if I’m going to make it.”

“Don’t fucking talk that way, Tabby. Don’t you fucking dare!” Simon’s scream from the front didn’t offer her any comfort.

If she did die, Simon would follow her, but he’d leave nothing but chaos and destruction in his wake.

I don’t want to die.

I’m too young to die.

I can’t handle this.

I want my mom.

She closed her eyes.

“Fuck. Put your fucking foot down, Si. We don’t have time for this shit.”

Everything became a blur.

“Hurry up,” Daisy said.

“Tabs, don’t do this,” Anthony.

I don’t want to, but it feels really nice.

Chapter One

A few letters and experiences between Simon and Tabitha between ages ten and sixteen.

Dear Tabby,

How are you? It has been a long time and I miss you. School is boring. There was a kid who tried to bully me. He was some big-ass jock. Wanted to take out an MC kid. That so didn’t happen. I’m ten but I’m not stupid. I kicked his ass … kind of. The principal pulled us apart and called our parents. Mom turned up and she went mental. I got grounded and was forced to copy out the dictionary. What do you think of my spelling? Dad’s decided lines and dictionary work will help me. I don’t know. It’s boring but it means I get to think about you. How are you? How is everything at Fort Wills? Is Anthony still being an ass? Tell him I’ll kick it for him.

What are you doing right this second?

This isn’t going to be a long letter. Mom’s busy, and I’ve got to help.

Take care, Tabby.

Love you lots,



Dear Simon,

Hey stranger. What am I doing right this second is writing a letter to you, silly. Not a lot is happening here, to be honest. Everything has been quiet. Babies are always being born, and there’s always a lot of parties. Daddy says I’ll not be going to a party like ever, which sucks.

Anthony is being an ass but I think that is because he loves Daisy. He doesn’t just love her as a friend; nope, it’s big, kind of scary. Daisy doesn’t have a clue and I’m not about to spell it out for her. Good for you on whipping his ass. You did, didn’t you? I hate that everyone gangs up on us. We’re not an easy target, you know? Mom says not to listen to any of them. Some of the kids call us trash. I know we’re not. It does upset me though. I don’t show anyone because I know it will worry them.

Your spelling is much improved. I moved up a grade as well. So cool. I don’t know what I want to be when I grow up. I’d love to sing, or maybe write, or maybe I could be a doctor like Sandy. I love going to work with her. She’s so much fun.

I miss you. When are you coming back? Daddy says that it’s going to be awhile ’cause you’re all busy.