SURVIVING SAVANNAHGODS OF CHAOS MOTORCYCLE CLUB
Honey Palomino
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Contents
Prologue
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Chapter 26
Chapter 27
Chapter 28
Chapter 29
Chapter 30
Chapter 31
Chapter 32
Chapter 33
Chapter 34
Chapter 35
Chapter 36
Chapter 37
Chapter 38
Chapter 39
Chapter 40
Chapter 41
Chapter 42
Chapter 43
Chapter 44
Chapter 45
Chapter 46
Chapter 47
Chapter 48
Chapter 49
Chapter 50
Chapter 51
Chapter 52
Chapter 53
Chapter 54
Epilogue
About the Author
Untitled
Prologue
“Our dead are never dead to us,
until we have forgotten them.”
~George Eliot
Orbs of amber glowed in the darkness, slowly blinking at me from just outside of my shattered car window. Little piles of fire sputtered and danced behind them on the ground.
I’d seen those eyes before, long ago — in happier times, younger times.
“Oliver?” I tried to whisper, my cracked words dissolving into a ragged cough that sent agonizing pain ripping through my brain. The fear I’d felt moments ago slowly dissolved, replaced by the white-hot numbness of my broken body.
The owl stared back at me, my own helplessness reflected in his huge eyes.
What now? I wondered.
Death was merely a breath away, I was certain of this fact. My eyes fluttered, as if my spirit was warning me that the end was near.
The life I’d led was full and happy, if lonely and sad at times. If this was the end, so be it. I’d loved with all my heart, and that was all that mattered.
My only regret is not saving that girl. I’d tried so hard…
As I waited for the end to arrive, a slow smile spread across my face, the sound of my tires spinning echoing through the cold, Savannah night.
Everything was going to be alright.
The smoke from my destroyed engine billowed up into the darkness like a ghost, like a promise from the other side.
I knew I wouldn’t be alone.
Time passed, maybe minutes, maybe hours, and my racing heartbeat slowed to a crawl. I stared up at the glowing moon, in awe of the fact that she’d always been there for me.
Even now, in the violent, bloody end, she watched calmly.
She’d seen everything tonight.
She’d heard the conversation that I’d heard. She knew the gristly plan.
And now, we’d both die without being able to do anything about it.
The crunch of boots approached, and then a knee appeared on the ground outside. A man grunted in pain as he knelt down and peered into my window. Pushing away a twinge of fear, I turned my head to face the end full on.
“Cherry? Cherry, baby, are you okay?”
At the sound of my name, my eyes crashed into the past.
“Doc?” I cried, my voice cracking again.
“Cherry, baby.” He beamed pure light into my soul with his wise old eyes. “It’s so damned good to see you, sweet mama!”
“Doc,” I replied weakly, my eyes fluttering again, my heart filling with the joy of his love, the love I’d carried inside of me everyday since he’d been gone rising to the surface once more. I yearned to fling myself into his arms, but I couldn’t move.
“Alright, Cherry, we’re going to get you out of there, okay?” He flashed me a reassuring grin. “Don’t move.”
“I think…” The words ripped from my lungs like razors, taking every ounce of strength I possessed to push out. “I’m dying.”
“Dying?” Doc laughed, shaking his head. “No way, babe, you’re going to be just fine. You stay with me, okay? You might have a scar or two, but you know I think scars are sexy.” He winked, and it was like a firecracker exploded in my chest. I’d never loved another man the way I loved him.
It had been so long…
“Doc, I love —.” Once again, my words erupted in coughs, a thick hot liquid pouring from my mouth.
Doc’s fist broke through the shattered window, reaching in and squeezing my hand.
“I love you, too, Cherry,” he whispered, his words caressing my soul like the sweetest honey, his eyes melting away into the darkness.
Chapter 1
GRACE
A smile a mile wide stretched across my face as I watched Sadie giggle as Slade twirled her around in his arms. He’d been doing it since she was born, and now, anytime she saw him, she’d run up to him, arms outstretched, crying, “Twirl, twirl, twirl!” It was one of only a handful of words she knew but it was quickly becoming her favorite.
As was Slade.
Outside of me and Ryder, Sadie couldn’t get enough of him. His childlike playfulness was right up her alley and they’d become fast friends over the last few years. Watching him spin her around, her hair flying out around her beaming face, her little girl laugh bubbling up from deep inside her little belly as she became dizzier and dizzier, was just about the cutest thing I’d ever seen.
Ryder’s deep chuckle behind me announced his arrival and as his arms wrapped around my waist, I leaned back into him, closing my eyes and counting my blessings.
I did that every day now.
My life now, the one I lived with the Gods of Chaos, was a far cry from how it started out and I couldn’t have been more grateful. Fate had led me here, to Ryder’s arms, to the immense satisfaction I felt by doing good work everyday, to the love shining in our daughter’s eyes. And I thanked the universe everyday that our destiny played
