Desert Phoenix Rising Prequel: Desert Phoenix MC

By Carson Mackenzie

Colin "Irish" Mckenna left home with his two best friends to travel the country. Along the way, he found happiness, love, and fatherhood. He also experienced a tragedy. A tragedy that would send him back to his hometown and on the path to becoming the youngest president of an MC.

 

The rise of the Desert Phoenix MC would be Colin's journey to bring him from the darkness back into the light.

• Language: English
• Publisher: CM Books LLC
• Release date: Dec 7, 2021
• ISBN: 9781952184161

Carson Mackenzie

Carson Mackenzie enjoys writing romance with a real feel inside the stories. She writes with the belief not every man is a jerk and not every woman needs saving. Carson lives in the South with her son, a Great Dane and two adopted shelter dogs that keep the household in line. Books have always been a part of her life. There is nothing better to her than curling up and relaxing with a good story and losing herself in someone else’s world for a few hours. Writing stories and growing as an author with each book is her goal. She wants to reach the level where a reader knows when they see her name on a cover, they can trust in the fact there will be a good story as they flip through the pages. Carson’s journey into writing has only been for a few years. As she’s finally starting to settle in, she can’t believe she waited so long to start.

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Prologue

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Colin

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Do you have everything you need, Colin? Carrick Mckenna, my dad, asked. His Irish brogue was evident in his words. Though he claimed it had weakened over the years, I couldn’t imagine it being any thicker. My dad had grown up an orphan, so with no family, he had come to the United States from Ireland at twenty and eventually worked his way across the country to settle in Las Vegas, Nevada.

He hadn’t said much when I announced Sean, Ryan, and I were going to take off and travel the country for a bit. I knew why? Not only older than he had been, twenty-one by a month, I wasn’t leaving my country behind.

My mom, Ailish, hadn’t been as understanding. There had been tears and shouting—like any good Irish family, but in the end, she had given in. I knew my dad had had a hand in calming her down.

Ailish O’Brien had been a force to be reckoned with before she married my dad. My dad had said she had to be growing up the youngest and only girl in an Irish family with five older brothers.

I inherited what most refer to as my black Irish looks from her with my dad’s build. Considering I had been on women’s radar since I turned fifteen, I felt thankful for the combination.

Between us, I gave a chin lift toward the two bikes that had turned onto the street, ...we should have the necessities covered. Not like we can’t stop and pick up anything we need along the way.

My two buddies rode past, used my parents’ driveway to get their bikes turned around, then pulled up and stopped behind my bike, facing the direction they had come. They shut their bikes down and dismounted.

How’s it going, Mr. Mckenna? They asked then stuck out their hands. I chuckled when my dad grabbed Sean’s hand first and pulled him in for a hug, slapping his back, then he did the same to Ryan. I even thought I heard groans slip out from my friends, and I grinned. My dad was six feet five and had hands the size of a baseball glove. At least they felt that big when he slapped me on the back or when I was younger, my ass.

Try to stay out of trouble. I don’t want or have time to close the garage and come bail you out of jail somewhere. My gut tightened at his words. I was leaving him shorthanded, and yet, he hadn’t held that over my head either.

I’d been working at the shop since I was fifteen. Before that, I had spent hours at the garage watching him and the other men work on vehicles. After I graduated high school, he had started teaching me the business side of running the shop.

My dad had taught me everything there was to know about cars, trucks, motorcycles...hell, anything with an engine. Thanks to him, there wasn’t anything I couldn’t fix. Which came in handy since the bikes Sean, Ryan, and I were riding out on were bought used two years ago. The three of us worked on them until they ran and sounded like the first time they were taken off a showroom floor somewhere. The endless hours and weekends spent working on the bikes had given Sean and Ryan the confidence and know-how to fix any issues that had the potential to pop up.

Don’t work too late at the shop, or Mom will get mad at me again for taking off?

He won’t, or I’ll drive to the shop and drag him home, my mom answered as she cut across the lawn.

Always hugging and kissing my wife, my dad said as Sean and Ryan took turns, each kissing her on the cheek and giving her a hug. When they were done, my dad wrapped an arm around my mom’s shoulders and pulled her into his side.

Hey, Colin does the same thing to our moms, Sean groused.

That’s your dads’ problem. You keep your grubby hands off my woman. I laughed at my dad’s response. He was forever giving Sean and Ryan a hard time. It was what the man did when he liked someone.

We better get on the road, I said and watched the smile drop off my mom’s face. Mom— I started and was cut off before another word was spoken.

You boys, be careful. I expect phone calls, not just texts, she declared, and my dad chuckled when Sean, Ryan, and I immediately nodded in agreement with her. We might have been grown in the eyes of most, but not one of us doubted that Ailish Mckenna wouldn’t box our ears if we argued with her. Growing up, she’d done it frequently when the three of us had acted up.

After another round of hugs and a few more tears from my mom, we mounted our bikes. By the time we cranked them, my dad had led my mom to the front porch. I lifted my hand and gave a last wave to my parents, then pulled away from the