Silas the Outlaw: Death Knells MC, #2

By Vivian Gray

Silas the Outlaw is book 2 of the Death Knells MC trilogy. Book 3, Silas the Beast, is available everywhere now!

Biker. Outlaw. Bad boy. Killer?

On his deathbed, my MC president made me swear to keep his daughter safe.
But marrying the girl is a dangerous mistake.
She's in my house now – and I can't keep my hands off of her.
Which is how she ended up pregnant with my baby.

JESSA

Silas has always done what he needed to do to survive.
But I could never be with a man whose hands are covered in innocent blood.

It doesn't matter that he'd do anything to keep me safe.
I don't need to be protected – I need to be free.
Free from pain.
Free from violence.
Free from my past.

But I'm trapped in a contradiction.

Because the only place I truly feel alive is on the back of Silas's bike.
I can't submit to this life.
I've got a bright future, far away from here.

At least, that's what I used to think.
But now, every time Silas lays his hands on me…
Every time he takes me to his bed and shows me what my body craves…

I'm forced to admit:
I belong to him.

SILAS

Jessa tried to run away from the biker world.
But I jumped into the deep end.

I've done bad things in my time down here.
Robbed. Hurt. Killed.
All for the club. For my brothers.

But my sins have changed me. Marked me.
I can't be near a woman anymore.
Especially not one as pure and innocent as Jessa.
If she gets too close…
There's no telling what I might do to her.

Which is why this fake marriage is a huge mistake.

I swore to her father – my dying president – that I'd protect his only daughter.
But I never expected it to come to this:

Her walking through my house.
Sleeping in my bed.
And – God help us both – having my baby.

• Language: English
• Publisher: eBook Publishing World
• Release date: Mar 25, 2019
• ISBN: 9781386107057

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Silas the Outlaw: A Bad Boy Motorcycle Club Romance (Death Knells MC Book Two)

By Vivian Gray

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Biker. Outlaw. Bad boy. Killer?

ON HIS DEATHBED, MY MC president made me swear to keep his daughter safe.

But marrying the girl is a dangerous mistake.

She’s in my house now – and I can’t keep my hands off of her.

Which is how she ended up pregnant with my baby.

JESSA

Silas has always done what he needed to do to survive.

But I could never be with a man whose hands are covered in innocent blood.

It doesn’t matter that he’d do anything to keep me safe.

I don’t need to be protected – I need to be free.

Free from pain.

Free from violence.

Free from my past.

But I’m trapped in a contradiction.

Because the only place I truly feel alive is on the back of Silas’s bike.

I can’t submit to this life.

I’ve got a bright future, far away from here.

At least, that’s what I used to think.

But now, every time Silas lays his hands on me...

Every time he takes me to his bed and shows me what my body craves...

I’m forced to admit:

I belong to him.

SILAS

Jessa tried to run away from the biker world.

But I jumped into the deep end.

I’ve done bad things in my time down here.

Robbed. Hurt. Killed.

All for the club. For my brothers.

But my sins have changed me. Marked me.

I can’t be near a woman anymore.

Especially not one as pure and innocent as Jessa.

If she gets too close...

There’s no telling what I might do to her.

Which is why this fake marriage is a huge mistake.

I swore to her father – my dying president – that I’d protect his only daughter.

But I never expected it to come to this:

Her walking through my house.

Sleeping in my bed.

And – God help us both – having my baby.

Chapter 1

Silas and the club brothers roared up to a bar on the far edge of the city. It was the extreme western portion of their territory, but it was still theirs. And according to the tip they’d gotten early that morning, the Wicked Spawn had a date with the owner about bringing it under their wing.

Spawns operating a bar in Knells’ territory? That was a big no-no. And the Death Knells were there to make sure they got the message.

Silas and the rest formed a line with their bikes down the road near the bar. Their bikes went silent at almost the same time. Once they’d tucked their helmets, Silas led the pack up to the steel door marking Bud’s Place. They came prepared for anything – guns, knives, or regular fists. The Knells would use it all to protect their territory because they weren’t leaving until every Spawn inside was dead.

Silas nodded at Tiny, who would act as the decoy. With a stoic face, he tugged open the door and waltzed inside. The rest of the Knells lined the walls of the building, waiting for Tiny to lure the Wicked Spawn out. If they were here on a deal, the presence of just one Knell would make them react – unaware entirely that fifteen more waited outside.

Waiting for a reaction felt like an eternity. Silas kept his hand on his holster, ready to pull it at a moment’s notice. Finally, after an interminable five minutes crept by, the door banged open. Tiny raced out, a maniacal smile on his face. Five Spawn chased him out, and the second they hit the open air, Silas’ insides seized. His fingers twitched, and he drew his gun. He shot at the nearest one before he could even blink.

The bullet grazed the guy’s hip, and the Spawn howled in pain, stumbling to the side. The rest of the Spawn drew their guns. The rest happened in a blur. Gunfire. Shouting. Knells shooting into the street, coaxing a middle of the day gun fight.

It wasn’t ideal, but Silas didn’t care as long as it meant ending this too-long battle. As long as they avenged Stone’s death. And as long as nobody ever came near Jessa again.

But the Spawn were outnumbered. Three of them took off running for their bikes, which were just around the side of the bar. The Knells swarmed their own bikes, everyone desperate to hop on and start the chase. Silas’ heart pounded in his throat. These guys wouldn’t get away. It didn’t matter who they were within the internal organization of Spawn. Simply being