Hades' Flame (Devils Rejects MC 1)

My hand itches to go for my gun but I stay stoic. He wants to intimidate me and push me.

He has no idea who I am but one day I will see him fall. I will see Tiny Leone on his knees begging me to put a bullet in him. But I will end him just as he ended my sister.

If Tiny wants payment he’s going to get it. I’ll pay him in his own blood. Even if it takes me the rest of my life.

“Fuck,” I yell once Tiny is gone.

Cupid whistles. “Two weeks. Damn.”

I shake my head.

“I don’t want to be that man, C.”

“Danny.” He flicks his finger against my patch. “I don’t know if you are aware but this patch right here, the one that says, Hades and your missing hand says otherwise. At home when you are with Sara, be Danny. But when you are with your club they need that man. They need Hades to lead them.”

His words ignite something inside me. The darkness that used to plague me…that feeling of wanting to watch my enemies burn.

“We have a house to blaze. Get Terror, Boogeyman, Reaper, and Uno on the line. Tell them I need the blueprints of a sorority house in Nashville.”

Pulling out my own Zippo, I flick the flame.

The fire dances in my eyes.

If Tiny wants five girls. I’ll bring him ten.

Chapter 3

Sara

“Harley, I feel stupid, wearing this crown.” It’s hot pink with the word bride spelled out in silver glitter letters. “I think I have glitter in my eyes,” I grumble. Harley is my Uncle, Rebel’s daughter.

“Stop being difficult, Sara. I went through a lot trouble planning your party. I have to babysit for three weekends in a row for this.” Harley talked my brother into getting us fake ids for the bar we are going to. He probably would have done it anyway, but I’m not going to tell Harley that.

“Does your mom know?”

“Eww. No, you know how she is. Morgan is covering for us.” She smirks. Morgan, her older, adopted sister is married to my brother. Our family tree is seriously fucked up, but that story is for another time

God help Morgan and Cole if my dad or anyone else finds out they had a hand in tonight.

“You’re getting married. This is important. It may be the only fun you have in your life.” She laughs and smooths red lipstick over my lips.

“I’m getting married. Not dying.” I grab some tissue and wipe off some of the makeup she just applied. It’s too heavy. Makes face feel all cakey.

“Have you talked to your mom?”

“Nope.” I pop the P.

“You need to make peace with her.”

“Thank you, Captain Obvious. And no, I am not gonna apologize. I didn’t do anything wrong. I have done everything she wanted. I finished school and waited months to make her happy. If she wants to be a witch about this…then that’s on her. Not me.” Shrugging, I get up from the vanity seat and look over my outfit in the mirror. I’m wearing dark skinny jeans and an emerald green silky halter top. I wish Danny were here to see me, but he’s in Webb Hollow. Lord only knows what kind of party he’s having there. I don’t want to even think about what those skanky hangaround bitches will try to do to him or for him in an attempt to catch his eye one last time.

A knock sounds on the bedroom door. It’s Morgan and Cole. “Here are your ids and if you’re ready, let’s get on the road. I told your moms’ we are going to the movies in Martin and that it is a late showing.”

“Thanks, Morg.” Harley squeezes her neck.

“Are you sure you’ll be okay with CT and Jack?” Jack is my brother and Morgan’s five-month-old son.

“Pfft. I’ll be fine. I’m a pro at this diaper business,” Cole says with a laugh.