Steel Cobras MC Complete Box Set: Books 1-6 by Evie Monroe

Author:Evie Monroe [Monroe, Evie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: bad boy mc biker romance, hate to lovers, bully to lovers, motorcycle club romance, bad boy motorcycle mc romantic books, womens crime fiction, hot biker, biker club mc, forbidden, dark crime romance, bad boy motorcycle club, alpha hero romance, outlaw, crime, heist, mc romance standalone, steamy drama, bad guy good girl, bad boy accidental pregnancy
Publisher: BookBoyfriends Publishing Inc
Published: 2019-10-11T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Two

Jetson

White lights. Machines whirring overhead. Voices of people I didn’t recognize. And the pain.

Fuck, the pain. It felt like someone was digging out my stomach with a corkscrew. I gritted my teeth so hard to stop the pain, I thought they’d snap out of my mouth.

Where the fuck was I?

I thought of Nix, my older brother. He’d gone into the Circle K to get cigarettes and came out with a pack of Laffy Taffy, which he threw over to me. That was Nix. I hadn’t been into that candy since eighth grade, but in his head, I was forever twelve. I’d thanked him, right before I gunned the engine on my bike and followed the guys . . . ?

Where? Fuck. I couldn’t remember.

I thought of Drake, my best friend. He’d been so pissed at me. He had a reason to be, but fuck. Every time he looked at his new girl, Cait, I saw it. He was whipped, which meant our days of prowling for pussy at The Wall, our local hangout, were over.

Cait . . . who was . . . Slade’s daughter. Slade, the president of the Hell’s Fury. The same Hell’s Fury our MC club, the Steel Cobras, were in a war with.

I remembered him going off to get her.

Cullen telling us we had to follow.

We did.

I’d been all gung-ho for it. The green light. Finally the chance to give Slade his reckoning. I was the first one at the door. I kicked it in.

And . . .

That was the last thing I remembered.

“Where the fuck is Nix?” I shouted. Or maybe I didn’t. Maybe I shouted it in my head, because no one answered, and I couldn’t hear my own voice over the screaming machines. I felt hands on my body, ripping off my clothes. Faces above me. A dark-haired man, barking orders at men and women in masks.

The hospital.

Had Slade fucking shot me?

I woke with a start, my heart pounding in my chest, and it felt like years later. My head hurt. Everything hurt. Damned if I didn’t feel so tired my eyes kept pulling closed. My vision bended and blurred at the edges. I was in the same room as before, under the bright white light. Maybe this was heaven.

I squeezed my eyes open and tried to focus on the blurred images moving over me. It didn’t work. “Where the fuck . . .” I started, but nothing came out.

No one was paying attention to what I was saying anyway.

Someone said something about surgery, just as I felt two cold hands circling my abdomen, applying pressure.

“Surgery? Aw, fuck no,” I protested. I’d survived a quarter of a century with plenty of badass injuries that I’d gotten by on, with a few stitches from Drake, who’d been a doctor in another life. I was fine. I tried to call for him to get his ass over to me, but my tongue felt thick and useless.

No one was listening—they were all rushing around, busy. I felt like the only one standing still.

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