Crush
The River Demons
(Noir Valley Charter MC)
Book 3
Brair Lake
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Crush
I want a future, will he let go of the past
Mia is the sister of The River Demons and Alex's enemy. But this hasn't stopped her from dreaming about her brother's former best friend Alex. Five years ago, they spent one night together. Since her return to Noir Valley, Mia yearned for a repeat performance, but it never happened. Now she's giving up on Alex and his memories and moving on. There's a new guy in Noir Valley who has no affiliations with any of the River Demons or any other MC.
Alex returned to Noir Valley to forget about his past and the death of his wife, Jo-Leigh. Since his return he has lost his best friend Jono and fought a coup to keep his bike club The River Demons. Five years ago, he slept with his ex-best friend’s younger sister, Mia. He's tried to forget her, but she is in his life. Now he's found a way to keep her close.
Jono wants revenge for losing his club The River Demons. Alex has an enemy, Joel Delaney.
Alex thought he was safe, but his past is about to catch up with him
The River Demons don’t ask for much in life. All they want, is to spend lazy days riding their bikes on the roads of Louisiana and spend their nights gambling and partying on The Demon’s Lair.
Noir Valley, The Demon’s Lair and The River Demons will never be the same again as their lives are torn apart.
Discover how the partying die hard bachelors meet their matches in the women who storm through their lives.
Old friends turned enemies return to Louisiana to take what they believe is rightfully theirs.
This book contains explicit sex and is intended for mature audience of 18+ only
There are acts of, hard sex. Loving sex, self-pleasure, voyeurism anal play (female), phone sex, strong language Arrogant Dominant Alpha Men.
The River Demons MC is about escapism and does not reflect real life in any way.
If this offends you in any way. Please do not purchase.
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
Epilogue
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Prologue
Alex: The Old Demon’s Lair Noir Valley
Six Years Earlier
Trees. All I see are trees. We are more swamp rats than River Demon. Holed up and hidden from the citizens of Noir Valley because we don’t want to offend them or their sensibility. Shit, they know who we are. What we do. We take their money in exchange for protection. Security work, Day calls it. Just as Quaker did before he retired and died. This was the deal Quaker struck with Charles Golding, the then Sherriff when Quaker founded the River Demons. Shit, how many years ago was that. Long before I was born.
I blink, pushing the past into the recess of my mind as I stare at the wooden walls of the old shack. Twelve months ago, I was living in New Orleans. An up-and-coming lawyer with a bright future and a beautiful wife. I run my hand through my hair and smile as I clutch the ends. My hair was shorter then. The new length, a reminder of how my life has changed. My smile twists as I recall the time I spent in New Orleans. A time I was blissfully living in a fool’s world.
“What do you say, Slick? Are you with me?”
I wince at the use of the tag Jono gave me when I returned to Noir Valley. Jonathan Cartwright, my best friend. The one who pulled me back into the River Demons and thanks to his nomination six months ago, saw my meteoric rise as the club’s Road Manager.
“I think we should listen to Day. He knows what he’s talking about,” I said.
“Fuck that, Slick. The only reason he’s president is because of who he is. If it wasn’t for Quaker and Yellow-Bellie, his old man. Do you really think the club would have voted him in as president?” Jono said.
I glance out of the window. You can see the river and the old dock where Day used to moor the riverboat. Sat in the river, neglected, it had slowly started to rot. A few more years and it’ll have fallen to pieces. But Day had his plans. Plans he set into action when Quaker stepped down as president two years ago. The discussion I’m having with Jono isn’t new. It’s one that’s festered in the vice president since Day began to restore Demon’s Lair.
“He’s good at what he does, Jono. His ideas are going to take the club places.
