The Biker’s Lucky Charm Glenna Maynard © 2021 all rights reserved
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Table of Contents
Title Page
Copyright Page
The Biker's Lucky Charm (Royal Bastards MC: Charleston, WV, #5)
The Biker’s Lucky Charm
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Chapter Eleven
Chapter Twelve
Chapter Thirteen
Chapter Fourteen
Epilogue
Author’s Note
Acknowledgements
About Glenna
Further Reading: Just Ride Black Rebel Riders' MC Volume 1
Dedication
~ To mending broken hearts~
Suggested Reading Order
The Biker’s Kiss
Lady & The Biker
Tempting The Biker
Keeping The Biker
The Biker’s Lucky Charm
Taken By The Biker
ROYAL BASTARDS CODE
PROTECT: The club and your brothers come before anything else and must be protected at all costs. CLUB is FAMILY.
RESPECT: Earn it & Give it. Respect club law. Respect the patch. Respect your brothers. Disrespect a member and there will be hell to pay.
HONOR: Being patched in is an honor, not a right. Your colors are sacred, not to be left alone, and NEVER let them touch the ground.
OL’ LADIES: Never disrespect a member’s or brother’s Ol’Lady. PERIOD.
CHURCH is MANDATORY.
LOYALTY: Takes precedence over all, including well-being.
HONESTY: Never LIE, CHEAT, or STEAL from another member or the club.
TERRITORY: You are to respect your brother’s property and follow their Chapter’s club rules.
TRUST: Years to earn it...seconds to lose it.
NEVER RIDE OFF: Brothers do not abandon their family.
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I messed up. I broke my vows and her heart. The last thing I ever wanted to do was hurt my wife. One moment of liquid regret. One night I can’t take back. A stupid mistake that should have never happened jeopardized all that I have. I’ll do anything to make it right. All I need is a little luck on my side.
Pam
He promised me forever. All the vows we made were empty. Lies I told myself. Lies I believed in. My husband’s betrayal tore my world apart. He’s a biker. A ruthless outlaw who was careless with my heart. Now he claims he wants me back. Can I give him my heart again or has our luck ran out?
The Biker’s Lucky Charm is part of the Royal Bastards MC Charleston, WV Chapter.
Suggested reading order
The Biker’s Kiss
Lady & The Biker
Tempting The Biker
Keeping The Biker
The Biker’s Lucky Charm
Taken By The Biker
Chapter One
Classic rock belts through the speakers at the clubhouse. It’s been a while since I tied on a good one. After the fight I had with Pam earlier I need a good fuckin’ time. “Fuck whoever you want to then,” her words play on a loop in my head. I don’t even remember what we were fighting about. Only that she pissed me the hell off. Something she seems to do a lot of lately. I knock back another shot. I don’t know how many it makes me. I lost count. I don’t want to think or experience any of the fucked up emotions running through my head tonight. All I need is to forget that I even exist if only for one night. Hell I’d settle for an hour of numb right about now.
Rio slides me a jar of Black Rebel Riders’ MC moonshine across the bar and passes me a blunt that’s fatter than my thumb. Rebel sent a case of the good shit over in celebration of Murder and Alexa’s wedding this weekend. “You look like you could use it, man. Smoke that and whatever is eating at you will fade away at least until tomorrow. Trust me.”
I take a swig of my corn liquor and stare at the joint before passing it under my nose to get a whiff. Mother fuck me that shit is strong. “It laced?”
“Not potent enough to do any real damage. It’ll just take the edge off ya know. It’s that good shit. Got it from a guy I know who did a transport from Texas.” I see the red in his eyes. He looks high as fuck. As high as I wish I were.
“Whatever you say.” I shrug and light up. If it fucks me up too bad, I’ll just crash in one of the empty rooms upstairs. Pam isn’t expecting me home anytime soon. She’s too far up Prez’s Old Lady’s ass to notice anyhow. My wife has time for everyone but me lately. Didn’t even acknowledge me before I walked out the door.
I take a long toke and chase it with more liquor. I shove off from the bar and grab an empty chair at one of the tables to watch the whores grind on each other and the pole. Ass and titties flashin’. These bitches ain’t got a thing on my woman, but she isn’t here. Only easy pussy that’s done been passed around. I’ve only ever had eyes for Pam since the day we met.
Wasn’t like that with her though. Easy. My girl was wild. Met her at a party. She was riding bitch with a nomad at the time. Stole her from him. Fought him for her in the end. I take another hit off the blunt wishing I could go back to when life was much simpler. Now I got a mortgage and a kid. Two things I never thought I’d want. But Pam wanted them so here we are.
Me working my ass off to provide what she wants and needs and her giving me shit for
