Inferno

By Harley McRide

Warning: Mature Adult Audiences 18+. Contains language and actions some may deem offensive. Sexually explicit content. MF.
In book one of the Furies MC: This is a classic story of, boy meets girl, boy saves girl, boy blows shit up!
Georgie Roarke was always the quiet one, always the one to take care of things, always keeping her sister out of trouble. When she’s had enough, she made the decision to go to Cali to finally do what she wanted to do—build custom motorcycles. Once her and her sister hit Cali, all of her dreams should come true. NOT.
Boomer was happy to be the Road Captain of the Furies MC. He loved his brothers, and he loved his life, the MC was everything to him. He never thought he would take an old lady, since women were just too high maintenance for him. After he finds the least high maintenance chick around, and he ends up having to keep her live so he can claim her—all bets are off on what he will do to accomplish this.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Jana Leigh
• Release date: Jun 7, 2016
• ISBN: 9781311632692

Harley McRide

I was on the back of a bike as soon as I was big enough to hold on. My love of the lifestyle, combined with my experience and imagination drove me to writing.Now that my two kids are grown and off to college, My husband and I enjoy the great outdoors with our three great Danes: Bowser, Killer, and Maddie.I grew up in Illinois, moving from place to place with my single mother until I was twelve. I now call the little town of Arkadelphia, Arkansas home. With it’s small town charm and population just over 10,000, it is the perfect place to hit the open road. When I need to get away, the hot springs are my go to unwind spot located less than thirty minutes from my cabin in the woods

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Inferno

Furies MC

Book One

by Harley McRide

Published by JK Publishing, Inc.

© Copyright June 2016 Harley McRide

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Dedication

Once again, I will digress and use my dedication for someone who I completely admire, not because she has written a book, or because she is famous. No, Lauree Hamm is a regular woman, with a regular family, who is an extraordinary person. I will admit, when I became an author, I did not realize how invested I would become in my readers’ lives, and yes it is creepy to some, but to me, I feel like it makes me a better author, because I have a purpose to write books. If I can give just one of my fans, a little bit of a chance to relax and focus on something other than the real world, I have done my job. Lauree is the parent to two wonderful boys, one just happens to have cystic fibrosis. Even with these challenges, she is still the most positive person I think I have ever come across. I love seeing her pictures she posts that gives me a small look into her life and I am honored to consider her not only a fan, but an online friend as well. Lauree and her husband are amazing people who have proven children thrive when loved unconditionally. Thank you to her and her family for being a wonderful example of what it I consider an example to us all.

Every parent is a hero, do not get me wrong, I feel like being a parent is one of the hardest jobs around because of the dedication we give as human beings to raise a child to be a wonderful person. And because of that, I will from here on out, dedicate my books to women and men who I have been honored to be allowed to not only share my stories, but also to be given a glance into their world.

Table of Contents

Dedication

Prologue

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

Chapter Fifteen

Epilogue

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Excerpt from Rain’s Fall

About the Author

Prologue

Shit, we were in Mexico, illegally, oh God I was totally going to be thrown in a Mexican jail and turned into some woman’s bitch, she said and Boomer had no choice but to laugh. Especially when she looked like she thought he hadn’t heard.

Yeah, you said that out loud. Cute.

Uh, yeah, who are you? the woman said and Boomer smiled and winked.

Vic ‘Boomer’ Malloy, at your service, the large man said and she frowned, she didn’t know him, why the hell had she been kidnapped with him? And you are? he said and she jumped, shit.

Sorry, Georgie Roark, she said and then looked around. What is happening?

He stared at her intently, shook his head, and said, You don’t remember?

He had been driving to the Ops compound when he had seen a light on in the shop he knew they were opening. He had wanted to get to the party to grab a beer, the day had gone completely to shit, and he needed it. He couldn’t wait to move down here, he hated LA, there were too many fucking cars, and even though San Diego was large as well, just a few short minutes and he could be in the desert or the mountains. Either way, he was more than ready to move.

The club needed to move anyway. It was time, they had been increasingly getting more and more attention from the police, and that wasn’t going to work for them in their line of business. The Furies had developed their reputation over the last three years, they wanted people to understand if they fucked with them, they would end up dead, no questions asked. Their club had their hands in everything, well, all but drugs, they wouldn’t push drugs at all; guns, protection, smuggling, yes. They were in high demand for their services, but the local authorities didn’t seem to appreciate it. They needed to place some distance between the locals in LA and their club. Hopefully, this would do it, or they would be stuck sending another message to the police to leave them the fuck alone. Their first message wasn’t received correctly. However, if they needed another lesson, the Furies would certainly give it to them.

Plus, Fling was going to talk to Creed and Fork, they were hoping to share in the shop they were about ready to open up. Boomer did detailing paint on bikes, he loved drawing a tank out and creating something cool. He also didn’t want to open his own shop, he wanted to be able to come and go as he pleased. This would be perfect if the Ops let him.

As he had pulled up to the back of the shop he had seen a van and two men dragging an obviously unconscious woman behind them. Fuck, he hadn’t even thought to play it cool, hang back, follow them. Hell no, he had gone in guns a blazing, and damned if he hadn’t walked right into their trap, and ended up getting caught right along with the cute little woman! He wasn’t a small man, he was six-six and weighed two-seventy. He used to play ball, and yes, he meant football, the great American sport, in college and almost turned pro. Of course that was before he had blown out his knee and lost everything. Then he had gone into the military, specialized in things that went boom, hence the name. Spent three tours in for a total of eight years, and then retired. Now he blew shit up for fun, which was exactly what he wanted to do.

He had fortunately remained conscious, since the men hadn’t thought to knock him out so much as to just contain him. Boomer knew where they were, and honestly, he didn’t want to freak the woman out more than he had to. Getting across the border was gonna be tricky. He needed to make a few calls when he got outta here, but they weren’t going to be able to go across here in TJ, they were going to have to go another way, and it would be illegal, and dangerous.

The guards had been talking already, the border patrols were bought and paid for by them, so they wouldn’t be able to get across here, which meant going further into Mexico, which was dangerous itself, but also, Boomer didn’t really have too many friends here, in fact, he was probably public enemy number one to a few of the cartels. Especially since he had blown up a few of their warehouses. Should be interesting at least.

He looked back to the female and grinned, yeah she was cute, this was gonna be kinda fun.

Chapter One

Have you ever had one of those moments where you totally wanted the ground to open up and swallow you whole so you wouldn’t have to face how freaking nerdy and weird you were? she thought. Why couldn’t it happen right now?

Yeah, still talking out loud, babe, and I think it is cute and all, but right now, we need to get the hell outta here, Boomer said and Georgie groaned.

I need to see a doctor about that, dammit, she grumbled and then shuffled around and stood up. She instantly put a hand to her head, shit, she had gotten hit by a Mack truck. Hell, I feel like a two-bit whore who got fucked up the ass and didn’t get paid.

Boomer stopped what he was doing and turned and looked at her and grinned. Wow.

What? Georgie said and Boomer shook his head.

This outta be fun. He laughed and then went back to picking the lock on his leg. She looked around, gross, they were in a dirty room in Mexico, where the hell had her life taken a turn into the twilight zone? Shit, Sofia, double shit, her mom and dad. They would know by now she was missing.

She looked at the huge, muscular, seriously, panty wet worthy man who was with her. His blond long hair made her want to run her fingers through it to see if it was as soft as she thought it was. He was drop dead gorgeous, she giggled to herself when she instantly thought he reminded her of Thor. ‘Cause yeah, he was that hot. She needed to focus, they were in some serious trouble.

Hell, this wasn’t going to turn out well. Sofia, well, her men could control her, slightly. But no one was going to control her mom and dad when they found out she was missing. Heck, Mexico wasn’t ready for her mother to cross the border, she would if they asked for a ransom, and the people had better run and fucking hide because Sonia Roark was a ‘Take no Prisoners’ kind of woman. Damn.

I have no clue what to think right now. This really sucks, but we are gonna need to work together I assume. So Boomer? How did you get that name? she asked, knowing she was jumping around, but she had no idea the protocol for being kidnapped, how did one get to know a fellow captive. She decided to focus on his name, it could mean a million things. She knew when a club gave their member a road name, it was usually something they had done when they were stupid. She really hoped it wasn’t for something stupid.

Well, he said, still playing with the lock at his foot. When I was young I was curious, so full of myself, I figured I didn’t need college or training. I went into the military for a while, but the rules were just a bit too tight for me. But, they did give me a start to the training I needed. So I got out, and found someone who knew a lot about explosives.

Okay, wait, Georgie said, holding up her hand. "You deliberately learned how to blow things up. For what? I mean, most people learn things because they