MFMC, A Bad Boy Bikers Motorcycle Club Romance

We are the Merciless Few MC, an outlaw club hell-bent on saving those good souls tormented and abused using any means necessary. When you ride with the men of the Merciless Few, loyalty and respect are earned.

I didn’t do it. Of f--king course, I’m guilty before the trial. What the f--k happened to innocent until proven guilty? As the 1 percent MC Prez, I’m guilty.

Unbelievable! No matter how far I run, how much I try to keep in the shadows and stay out of my father’s affairs, I fall into the darkness. The scary biker thinks that my father will conform to his demands by taking me. The biker is crazy. Father only cares about his job and my brother. The odd thing is, this scary, hard biker doesn’t scare me, and he makes me feel alive. He sees me.

My life hasn’t been easy. I killed to survive. In the Pen at 18. Out at 22. My luck changes. I encountered the MC. The MC is my family. Life is short. I live my life fast and dark. Kill or be killed. That’s the only way to live to survive. Lost and found. The girl is scared. I’m a biker. Claiming her is not for me. But I want to protect her. She touches my soul.

Life has kicked my ass. Aged out of the Foster system. I’m on my own. Trying to stay alive. Working the only job, I could get. At the gas station. Certainly not my dream job. But I gotta do what I gotta do. The customers are rude and vulgar. One night. A group of thugs comes in. I’m scared. Lucky me. A biker is here. Claims he’s going to help me. Could that be true?

The MC is my life. Second gen. I’m an MC brat. It runs in my blood. I will protect. I will kill. I take care of my Prez. Yeah, sergeant-at-arms. Just like my dad. Bitches come and go. Love is overrated. Bitch betrayed me. The bitch disappeared. Now she shows up. Surprise.