BIKER SCHMIKER
BELLA JEWEL 2021
Table of Contents
Title Page
DEDICATION
~*BIKER SCHMIKER*~
BIKER SCHMIKER | Copyright © 2021 Bella Jewel
~*ACKNOWLEDGMENTS*~
PROLOGUE
1 | A FEW MONTHS EARLIER
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TWO WEEKS LATER
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THE END
DEDICATION
To Lance
For believing in me and kicking my ass to keep writing even when I didn’t want to.
For always making me laugh, even if I occasionally snort.
For loving me harder than I’ve ever been loved.
For being the best damn thing to ever happen to me.
This is for you.
It’s always for you.
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BIKER SCHMIKERCopyright © 2021 Bella Jewel
BIKER SCHMIKER IS A work of fiction. All names, characters, places and events portrayed in this book either are from the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any similarity to real persons, living or dead, establishments, events, or location is purely coincidental and not intended by the author.
~*ACKNOWLEDGMENTS*~
AS ALWAYS, MY HEARTFELT thanks to every single blogger, reader and author that has supported my journey. From reading my books, to sharing them, to raving about them, to being there for me. Thank you. My career would be nothing without any of you.
A massive thanks to the team at Valentine PR for taking me on, especially to Megan and Nina for helping me with this release and this new series. I am looking forward to working with you all on this book and future books, and I’m incredibly grateful for the hard work you all do.
A massive thanks to Ben Ellis from Tall Story Designs for this gorgeous cover. You’re the easiest, most efficient person I’ve ever worked with. You make my covers absolutely gorgeous every single time. I couldn’t do it without you.
To my favorite editor Wendi from Ready, set, edit, for always coming through for me on my edits, whenever I need them. You’re amazing and I’m so thankful to you. You’re super easy to work with and so nice. I’m glad to team up with you for these things.
And of course, to my admin, MJ, for ALWAYS keeping my page running beautifully. I couldn’t do it without you, girly. I love your teasers and your passion; thank you for taking the time out of your life to help this poor girl keep everything running.
And, last but certainly not least, to my loyal readers. To each and every one of you that picks up my books and give me a chance. To the reviews you write, good or bad. To the time you take to make me a better person. You make this real for me; never stop giving such love and passion. You make our journey so amazing.
PROLOGUE
“MA’AM, ARE YOU LISTENING to what I’m saying to you?”
I blink slowly, tipping my head just slightly at the police officer speaking to me. He’s got a notepad in his beefy hand and eyes that are so dark they could almost be black and yet ... I find him weak - boyish, not someone I’d want on my side if I was in some sort of trouble, that’s for sure. Poor guy, perhaps he got picked on as a child and this was his way of regaining control?
When did I become so judgy?
After all, I am the one in a police station after being arrested for arson.
They’re wrong, though. I didn’t do it.
I know just who aimed the blame at me—that good-for-nothing, pain in the ass biker that took over my life, the garage next door, and stole all my sanity. He thinks he’s winning the war by pinning this on me, but he’ll come to find out, I can play a whole lot harder.
God damned bikers.
The cops might be scared of him. I certainly am not.
“I’m listening to you, sir,” I say, my eyes all doe like and my lashes fluttering as I blink innocently. “I just don’t understand why you think I had something to do with this.”
“Ah, Cash Riggs reported you, said he saw you light the fire in his garage. This was confirmed by two other members.”
That motherfucker.
“Firstly, with a name like Cash Riggs I’m surprised anybody is taking him seriously, and, secondly, I’d never enter that garage. Have you any idea what goes on in there?”
The officer, who I can see is named Billy, narrows his eyes. “I’m unsure what you mean, miss.”
I lean forward, letting my eyes dart from left to right before focusing on him. “A lot of sex, officer. So much of it, that I’m not sure how they’re even walking with the amount of STDs they’re sharing around in there. Don’t get me started on the alcohol, and drugs ...”
“Drugs?” Billy’s eyes widen.
I nod ferociously. “You don’t think bikers are just fixing cars in that garage, do you? Gosh, no. They’re selling drugs. Heaps of them. To my customers.”
Probably not true, but it wasn’t true that I started that stupid fire, either, yet here I am.
He watched me get dragged away by those police officers, with hate in his eyes. He thinks I did it, but deep down I’m certain he knows I didn’t.
Revenge is bittersweet.
Riggs should have been more careful who he messed with.
“Have you any proof of these transactions?” Billy asks.
“I do not, just as you have no proof I went in there and lit that fire. Don’t you know that Wildflowers is the best café in town? I wouldn’t risk it all to light that dumpster on fire.”
“Cash Riggs is sure you were the one he saw do it.”
“Cash Riggs is a liar, and his parents
