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  Blood Of A Rebel

  Black Rebel Riders’ MC Book 9

  Glenna Maynard

  Blood Of A Rebel Glenna Maynard © 2016 All Rights Reserved

  This is a work of fiction. Names characters, places and incidents either are the product of the author’s imagination or used fictitiously and any resemblance to actual people, alive or dead, business, establishments, locals or events is entirely coincidental. Any reference to real events, business, organizations or locals is intended only to give the fiction a sense of realism and authenticity. All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted by any means – electronic, mechanical, photographic (photocopying), recording, or otherwise – without prior permission in writing from the author.

  The author acknowledges the copyrighted or trademarked status and trademark owners of the word marks mentioned in this work of fiction.

  Contents

  Title Page

  Copyright Page

  Dedication

  Acknowledgments

  Series Recommended Reading Order

  Character Glossary

  About This Book

  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

  Epilogue

  Author’s Note

  About The Author

  Available Now

  Preview Born Sinner

  Dedication

  This series is dedicated to some people who have meant the world to me. Their love of Harley Davidson and rock 'n roll is something I will always carry with me. Foxy Roxie, Elmer Lee (Cowboy) and my parents Glen & Alice. Thank you for all of the wonderful influences you placed upon me. Roxie, Elmer and dad I hope you all are riding on that highway in the sky.

  To believers of love at first sight who say what is meant to be will be. This one is for you.

  Acknowledgments

  To my amazing ride or die rebels, I love you all. I couldn’t do this without your continued support. Special mention to Cheryl, thank you for doing a last minute read through.

  A special shout out to Michelle, Frank, Morgan, and Penny for endless chats about where this ride would lead. Thank you, guys, your time and feedback means the world to me.

  To my family, Brett, Brandon, Ava, and my little nerd Bo, I love you more than you will ever know, your support means everything to me.

  Series Recommended Reading Order

  Grim The Beginning

  Rumor

  Baby

  Striker

  Romeo

  Heart of A Rebel

  A Rebel Love

  A Rebel In The Roses

  Born Sinner (Book 1)

  Blood of A Rebel

  Character Glossary

  A list of characters mentioned in this book or previous books in no particular order.

  Black Rebel Riders

  Jack ‘Grim’ Jones – President and founding brother of The Black Rebel Riders MC. Son of Hook, the founding member of the Devils Rejects. Two half-brothers, Benji and Rush. Father of Baby Jones, mothered by Gypsy Red. Step-father to Sarah ‘Rumor’ Johnson, mothered by Gypsy Red. One marriage, Sunshine.

  Christopher ‘Rebel’ Black – Club Vice President. Son of Foxie and Slim Black. First marriage, Rumor. Second marriage, Lil Bit. Three children, Axel, Harley, and Abel. One adopted daughter, Miracle, mothered by LL.

  Thomas ‘Striker’ Black – Alias, Nash Johnson. Son of Foxie Black and Romeo. One marriage, Baby Jones. Two children, Cole and Sara.

  Mike ‘Romeo’ Wells – Best friend of Grim. Moonshine extraordinaire and founding brother of The Black Rebel Riders MC, former club vice president. One marriage, LL AKA Luscious Laura. Two children, Dawn and Jamie.

  Marc ‘Tread’ Adams – Moonshine runner. One child, Kyler, mothered by Liberty.

  Grady ‘Truth’ Williams – Technological genius.

  Stone – Security detail.

  Skull – A founding brother of Black Rebel Riders’ MC. Deceased, died in prison.

  Kurt- Potential club member.

  One-off – Nomad.

  Jim ‘Slim’ Black – Founding President of The Black Rebel Riders MC. One marriage, Foxie. One trueborn son, Rebel. A step-son, Striker, fathered by Romeo. A bastard born son, JT, mothered by Wild Cherry. Killed by Grim for betraying his brothers and the club.

  Colt ‘Trouble’ – Best friend of Baby. Killed by Rush, half-brother of Grim.

  Blaze- Deceased member. Killed by Trouble for betraying the club.

  Jailbait- Deceased potential. Killed by The Devils Rejects.

  JT - Potential club member. Son of Wild Cherry and Slim Black.

  Cole Johnson, AKA Outlaw, California, Colt Black- Son of Nash (Striker) and Karly (Baby), grandson of Romeo, Foxie, Gypsy Red, and Grim. Nephew of Rebel.

  Leading Ladies

  Gypsy Red – A wanderer and carrier of secrets. One marriage, Benji. A daughter, Rumor, fathered by Winston Rush, her foster brother. A daughter, Baby fathered by Grim. Murdered in Grim’s home, attacker unknown.

  Roxie ‘Foxie’ Black – A woman who speaks her mind. One marriage, Slim Black. A son, Rebel. A son, Striker, fathered by Romeo. Also, raised Baby, daughter of Grim, as her own.

  Luscious Laura - AKA LL. Heroin addict who couldn’t get it together. One marriage, Romeo. A daughter, Dawn. A son, Jamie. A daughter, Miracle, father unknown. Deceased, killed by Romeo, her husband.

  Wild Cherry – Slim’s clubwhore. One marriage, Doug Franklin. One daughter, Christa. One son, JT, fathered by Slim.

  Baby Jones – Alias, Karly Johnson. Biker brat princess. Daughter of Grim and Gypsy Red. One marriage, Striker. One son, Colt, (Cole). One daughter, Sara.

  Sarah ‘Rumor’ Johnson – A tortured soul. Daughter of Gypsy Red and Winston Rush. Taken in by Grim. One marriage, Rebel. Deceased, murderer unknown, but affiliated with the Undead Bastards and Dry Ridge Sinners.

  Sunshine – Former clubwhore. Marriage one, Grim. Marriage two, Paul Craven. A son, Patrick, given up for adoption, but fathered by Paul.

  Christa ‘Buttercup’ Franklin – High school sweetheart to Tread. Daughter of Wild Cherry.

  Amy ‘Peaches’ Mathers – Clubwhore who can shake it like no other. Truth’s girlfriend.

  Blowjob Betty – Clubwhore with affiliations to Black Rebel Riders and Devils Rejects. Responsible for Rumor’s murder. Killed by Grim.

  Aspen – Ex-girlfriend of Striker. Whereabouts unknown.

  Liberty – Dirty girl who loves to get down. One marriage, John. One son, Kyler, fathered by Tread. Lil bit’s cousin.

  Diamond – Skankho Pocahontas wannabe bitch. Clubwhore. Nasty snatch bitch with a bedazzled pussy. Killed by Foxie.

  Smokey – Undercover agent posing as a clubwhore. Killed by the Dry Ridge Sinners.

  Dawn – Daughter of Romeo and LL.

  Michelle ‘Lil Bit’ – AKA Chelle Bell. Sister of Shred and Lasher. Cousin of Liberty. One marriage, Rebel. Three children. A son, Axel.
A daughter, Harley. A son, Abel.

  Miracle – AKA Morgan. Daughter of LL, father unknown. Adopted by Rebel and Chelle.

  Kimmie – Clubwhore - JT’s old lady.

  Bridgette –Friend of the club. Best friend of Miracle.

  Dawn — Daughter of Romeo and LL. Married to Patrick ‘Mute’ Hanes.

  Harper- Wife of Marek, sister of Danny, lover to Cole.

  Devils Rejects

  Hook – President of the Devils Rejects. Father of Benji and Grim. Killed by Grim.

  Benji – Hook’s son. Husband of Gypsy Red. Step-father to Rumor. Killed by Grim.

  Lucky – Undercover detective.

  Squirrel – Brother of Foxie Black. Killed by Grim.

  Winston Rush – Half- brother of Grim. Longtime lover of Gypsy Red. One daughter, Rumor, mothered by Gypsy Red. Killed by Romeo.

  Marek- Acting President in book 9, husband of Harper.

  Danny – Brother of Harper.

  Dry Ridge Sinners

  Shred – Club President. Twin to Lasher. Brother of Lil Bit. Died in prison. Killed by Kurt.

  Lasher – Vice President. Twin to Shred. Brother of Lil Bit. Died in prison. Killed by Kurt.

  Pinky – Enforcer.

  Cowboy – Truck driver. Whereabouts unknown, assumed dead. Former lover of Foxie.

  White Militia

  Paul ‘Lick’ Craven – Leader of the racist group. One marriage, Sunshine. One son, Patrick.

  Lenny Craven – Owner of the strip club Pink Lips.

  Patrick ‘Mute’ Hanes – Son of Sunshine and Paul Craven. Old man to Dawn.

  Born Sinners

  Rhyner – Prospect, undercover with the Devils Rejects. Friend of Cole. Boyfriend to Bridgette. Nephew of Porter.

  Porter – Member of the Born Sinners.

  Wilcox – President of the Born Sinners, Sunny Kentucky chapter

  Asphalt Gods

  Motorcycle Club Series appears courtesy of Morgan Jane Mitchell.

  They say home is where the heart is and home is where you make it. What if you don’t know where home is, but you can feel it in the shadows of your heart. All his life, Cole Johnson has felt something is missing. That there is a piece of himself he is desperate to find. He needs answers. Answers his parents refuse to give. Who says you can’t come home again? Who says you can’t return from a grave you never knew you were lying in?

  Miracle has always felt that someone is missing from her life. She always chalked it up to her mother being dead and having a father who never wanted her. When a newcomer arrives in her life, she can’t help but feel drawn to him. Deep in her heart, she knows they have met before, but where and when?

  Rebel Black has made a lot of mistakes in his past, but he’s moved on with his life. Determined to be a better man, he’s a devoted family man. When danger arises, putting his family at risk, he has no choice but to ask the one man he’s wronged for help.

  Life’s perfect, a little too perfect for Grim Jones. He misses the action packed lifestyle and being on the road. He never was a settling down kinda man. In the center of the danger he craves, the face of an angel he’s not seen in nearly forty years just may be his end or his salvation.

  The road ahead is perilous. Blood will be shed, lives will be changed, and ghosts will be resurrected. The Black Rebel Riders’ MC Saga continues. Are you ready to ride?

  Chapter 1

  Cole

  California

  Dear Diary,

  When I met Grim, my heart did a pitter patter, then it stumbled and paused for a beat. I’d never felt something so intense for another person before. Not even the day I held my Sarah. No man had ever looked into my eyes the way he did. God, did he seem to get lost in the flecks of gold and yellow when he stared deep into my soul. I never felt so bare, so raw, so wanted. He made me feel so alive. He gives me this feeling that I never want to lose. It’s hard to put into words. My daddy told me that when you met your soulmate you just know.

  Grim was my soulmate, or so I had thought, until he cheated on me. There is so much I want to say to him, but I don’t know how. It’d be so easy to tell him the truth and break his heart as he did mine, but I won’t hurt him like he has me. Despite it all, I love him too much to do that to him. I know how much this baby growing inside me means to him. This child makes his world go round, and well, Grim somehow makes me feel like just maybe the sun can hug the moon.

  I know he wants me back.

  I miss him too.

  I’m so lost. I don’t know what to do. Do I do what I set out to do, or do I take a chance on true love? Do I take a chance on Grim?

  Gypsy Red, xx

  Dear Diary,

  Tonight, was good. I saw Grim, he took me for a ride to look at some property with Slim and Foxie. I get this weird feeling when Slim looks at me. He has secrets, we all do. But, I’m afraid for Grim and what those secrets will do to him when they come out. Secrets always have a way of being exposed. I should know. One day I will have to tell Grim all of my truths. I don’t want to think about that though. I’m home with him, finally. Today, I choose to be happy and live in the moment, however fleeting it might be. I’m not stupid, and I know that one day this will all end. Him and me, happy, in love, preparing to welcome a baby into the world…it’s so much more than I deserve.

  I’ve done some horrible things. My sweet daughter is paying the price of my mistakes. I’m scared that she will never be in my arms again.

  Grim tells me he loves me and all the bad disappears. He makes me think just maybe everything will be okay. He promised to get my Sarah back, and I know he’s a man of his word. Maybe one day I will be a woman of mine.

  Gypsy Red, xx

  Flipping the old book shut, I blow out a long sigh, that’s where her story ends. My mother added a few entries of her own, but they only add to the mystery of who I am or was. I’ve spent the past two days reading through this old journal. The Diary of Gypsy Red. From what I’ve read, she was my grandmother. My maternal grandmother. Apparently, my name isn’t really Cole and technically, I shouldn’t have graduated high school until next year, but whatever.

  When I ask my mom about her family she blows me off, saying she never knew her mother and that her father went to prison. My father is no better, just says his father was a piece of shit and that his mother was crazy as fuck.

  Gypsy Red lived one hell of a life.

  She was a crazy bitch too.

  She really fucking lived.

  I want that.

  I want to travel and find my place in the world. The open road calls to me, singing her lone song in my ear, as though it’s the only song that can calm my restless soul. When I sleep, the road is all I dream of; Open highway stretching for miles, and the rumble of my motorcycle is all I need.

  The more I think about it, the harder the urge to just fucking go drives me. My old man gets it. I think he gets that feeling too. There are times when he says to me, “Let’s ride.” And we do, we will ride for two or three days at a time, only stopping to eat and shit, or so he can check in with my mom.

  Been going on rides with him since I was fifteen. Mom didn’t like it at first—me on the road. What my mom doesn’t know can’t hurt her.

  She’d really flip her shit if she knew the old man was feeding me liquor and smoking pot with me. He says it’s in my blood…the road, liquor, smoking, and women.

  Damn, if I don’t come by my love of women honestly. My dad loves to fucking look, but he never touches. He loves my mom, even a dead man could see that. However, it hasn’t stopped him from taking me out to bars and seeing to it that I’ve had my share of easy pussy.

  Sometimes, I think my father misses the life he was living before we became the Johnsons. The man he was is still buried beneath his skin—Thomas ‘Striker’ Black was a far cry from Nash Johnson. I see that man when we go on a ride. I see that man when I look in the mirror, begging to come out. Begging to live. Really fucking live. I feel it in my blood. A darkness runs through me, it b
egs to be set free, but I’m afraid if I do that, it’ll consume me. The thought scares me and excites me.

  If my mom had shit her way I’d be off to college in the fall, but that’s not happening. I gotta get out of here. My old man tells me to shit in one hand and wish in the other and to see which one fills up faster, that there is the meaning of life, or so he believes.

  I am my father’s son though. I want to know where he comes from—where I, Colt Black came from.

  Tucking the diary in my bag along with my savings and a change of clothes, I sling the bag over my shoulder. As I walk down the stairs, our family portrait stares at me, and I can feel my mother’s eyes following me, judging me, telling me, “Please don’t go.”

  “I have to go,” I say under my breath to her photograph. When I reach the bottom step, Sara pops up on the couch. I’m supposed to be watching her. Our folks went to dinner. It’s their date night.

  My little sister drives me nuts, but I love her.

  “Hey, fart breath.” I pinch her freckled cheek.

  “Fart knocker,” she says with a giggle. “Mom know you’re leaving?” She questions with bright eyes, when she notices my keys in my hand.

  I shake my head. “No. You aren’t going to tell her either. When they get back, tell them I went to bed early. I mean it, Sara. I need you to do this for me.”

  Chewing on her bottom lip, she has this sad expression in her eyes. Somehow, she knows I’m not coming back.

  “I’ll text you in a day or two. But, it has to be our secret. Mom can’t know where I’m at. She’ll just make me come back.” My sister knows how hard mom rides my ass about school. I need a breather. My whole fucking life has been nothing but one big lie.

  Reaching into my bag I grab the diary. “Here, read this when you’re alone. Don’t show it to anyone, Sara. I mean it. Not mom, dad, your friends. Keep it safe. Guard it with your life. Someday, you’ll understand and when you have questions, I hope to have answers.” There are things inside that book that will shake her to the core, things that are probably too raw and real for her young eyes, but Sara deserves the truth the same as I do. Maybe it will make her grow up some.