Calming the Riot by Karen Renee

Author:Karen Renee
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: southern, alpha male, motorcycleclub, biker romance, mc romance, motorcycle man, motorcycle mc, karen renee, riot mc

Liar

Liar rode into the parking lot of Hock’s. From the number of bikes alone, he knew Major lied to him about why he needed to get to the shop. Major, Rage, him, and very occasionally Yak were the only brothers who dealt with the Hock pawn shop these days. Vamp’s pearly white Harley was sitting adjacent to Cal’s burgundy bike. If those two being here wasn’t enough, he noted Blood and Volt’s bikes in the lot as well. He wasted no time with parking his bike at the back of the shop. Instead, he idled and walked it into a handicapped spot. The shop was closed, so nobody would be complaining about an inaccessible parking space.

Swinging off his Harley, Liar’s gaze hit Blood’s, and he stiffened. Blood wasn’t exactly a stranger to the pawn shop, but his visits were so infrequent that his presence and the intense look on his face told Liar things were all kinds of fucked up. Crazy as it seemed, good politicians could sense people who wanted their position. Blood had been vice-president of Riot since Volt took the presidency some eight years ago, and even during the term of Liar’s prospecting Blood seemed aware of Liar’s ambition. Not just aware, but Blood called him on it before Liar earned his road name. If his Uncle Delmas told him ‘don’t ask, don’t get,’ then Liar damn sure knew he had to own up to wanting something when someone in a position of power called him on it. To Liar’s way of thinking, it was simply two sides of a similar coin. The truth of the matter was, Liar wanted the vice-presidency. He had no illusions of grandeur whatsoever. The presidency of anything was not for him. A step down from that presidency, though, was something he could contend with in a big way. It wasn’t full-on power, but in the Riot MC particularly, a vice-presidency also wasn’t a position in name only either. To his way of thinking, it could definitely work to both his and the club’s benefit.

However, striding toward Volt, Blood, Cal, Vamp, and Major, it was the first time he doubted his worth as a possible vice-president candidate. His doubts stemmed from the very absence of the people Liar thought should be there, to begin with. Yak, who was a part-time presence at the shop, but a presence, nevertheless, was nowhere to be found. Then there was Rage, whose company was far more prevalent on a day-to-day basis, but when shit was clearly hitting the fan, he was suddenly missing-in-action, it did nothing more than rub Liar entirely the wrong way. If he was serious about putting his name in the ring for an officer position within the club, Liar knew he needed to curb his judgment right here and now.

For a man close to his sixties, Major managed to put himself in front of Liar with a quickness that was damned impressive. “Don’t get your boxers twisted, man.”

After a brief but thorough

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