Birth Of Hells Fire Rider: Hell's Fire Riders MC

By Kj Dahlen

Birth Of Hell's Fire Riders

A special group of men, trained by the best Uncle Sam could offer.

They are charged with setting up a network of watchers and defending our own soil.

Now they fight the good fight on home soil.

Come and meet the men of Pappy's crew- Pappy, Dewey and the rest of the men he calls his brothers.

And the women they meet along the way.

Each and everyone of them will defend this soil and their own lives along the way

We may not know what they do but they will. They are the real heros no one knows about.

They fight the good fight so we can stay free.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Kj Dahlen
• Release date: Mar 17, 2019
• ISBN: 9781386722458

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Birth of Hell’s Fire Riders MC

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PREQUEL

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Table of Contents

Title Page

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Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Chapter Four

Chapter Five

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Chapter One

Three years earlier...

Somewhere in the arid desert of Iraq, a company of Marines Special Forces rested. The night sky was filled with stars that looked so different from the ones they had at home.

One man, Stone Pappy Masterson, the leader of this group laid on his back and stared at the twinkling lights in the night sky. His short white hair bespoke of his getting older and the aches and pains he lived with every day reminded him he wasn’t getting any younger. But just now, he was thinking about home.

His mother was living alone now, her second husband was gone. Probably a good thing, Pappy reasoned. Otherwise, he’d have to kill the bastard. But it was his sister that worried him. She was MIA and had been for the last couple of years or so.

What made Pappy so mad was the truth about what was going on at home had been kept from him. Not that there was much he could do about it anyway, half a world away but at least, he should have known about it in the first place.

His mother claimed she didn’t want to worry him, he was in the middle of a war after all. She felt if she distracted him with worry he might not come back at all and she said she couldn’t live with that, so she never told him about how her husband abused her until he backed her into a corner and one night it had been him against her and she won the battle. She had recovered in the hospital while he was buried eight feet underground.

Pappy was feeling restless tonight, as were his men. They had gone through hell together and while they were good, they were also lucky but Pappy had a feeling their luck wouldn’t hold out forever. The group had lost some good men over the last year or so and he was thinking it might be time to hang it up and get out while the getting was still good.

Hey Pappy, a voice called softly out in the darkness.

Pappy smiled. He knew that voice. It had a soft southern drawl to it. It was his man, Reaper. Yeah Reaper, what do you want? he called out back.

Do ya ever think about leaving the corp?

Yeah, sometimes, Pappy replied.

What are you gonna do when that day comes?

I’m gonna buy me a bike and take to the open road until I can find a place to settle down. Pappy dreamed a little.

Damn, Reaper swore. That’s a mighty fine dream. You wouldn’t want some company would ya?

Sure, why not? Anybody else want to join us?

Oh, hell yeah.

You bet.

Sounds like a plan to me boss.

Everyone in the group sounded off. Pappy settled in and told them all, We can start our own MC back home. We’ll call ourselves the Hell’s Fire Riders.

Why Hell’s Fire? Reaper asked.

Pappy got thoughtful for a long moment then he answered, Cuz, we been to hell and back and now we ride.

The men all nodded.

Sounds awful good to me, Pappy, Jonah agreed.

Me too Jonah, me too, Pappy told him as he closed his eyes and fell asleep.

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