Tats

By Harley McRide

After being gone for more than two months without any explanation other than she had a family emergency, Viranda ‘Tats’ Winford is found dumped in front of the Furies MC compound beaten and bloodied. Even after everything that went on with the clubs they have to focus on the new threat that has come to knock on their door.

Past MC alliances are falling apart as the Satan’s Sisters and the Furies, who have been so focused on their latest missions, let a few critical situations slide. One of the most important issues they put on the backburner was helping another club during a war for territory. Since neither club could afford to send anyone to help, the Black Sheild MC lost not only their home but also their territory to sell their weapons. Now they want vengeance and they had a new leader, one that was going to come back and bit Tats and Jacks in the ass, and they are willing to take the Furies and Sisters MCs by force if needed to get what they want.

When the oldest of Marble's brothers, Col Ryan ’Tack’ Sutter, is visiting he finds himself in the middle of a conflict he has nothing to do with, but when he sees Tats he is more than happy to help deal with the increasingly violent situation, even if he has to call on his own MC to ride to Cali to help. As the conflict becomes intense, the decision to join the Furies is made. The Sutton’s are moving to San Diego, and the Furies' enemies become theirs as well.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Jana Leigh
• Release date: May 22, 2022
• ISBN: 9781005971069

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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Tats

Satan’s Sister’s MC

Book Five

by Harley McRide

© Copyright 2021 Harley McRide

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Dedication

To the fans!

Table of Contents

Dedication

Table of Contents

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

Chapter Sixteen

Chapter Seventeen

Chapter Eighteen

Chapter Nineteen

Chapter Twenty

Epilogue

Sneak Peak

Prologue

Col Ryan ’Tack’ Sutter pulled into the driveway that led to his sister’s apartment building that was on the Furies MC compound. He had ridden through the night because he was so anxious to get to San Diego, their entire family was coming to visit, but since Tack was planning on buying land for their new Chapter that would be placed here in San Diego he wanted to get here early. He was going to surprise his sisters with the news that they would be closer. They were called the Titans MC; however, they didn’t broadcast their actual name much since they offered a service for other MCs that all would never admit, therefore the Titan’s MC was anonymous known only to their customers. They gained business through an untraceable cell phone; the number was given out by customers to other MCs who needed their services.

Tack was the one who made sure that all their business transactions were covered by a veil of encryption. He was good, no one had ever hacked their systems although many had tried. He was also one of three Presidents of the MC, his brothers were the other two, it was unusual to have so many Presidents, but it worked for them because each of them had a specific skill set, his was computers. The government had paid him well to learn computers as well as being a pilot. He thought back on his mother, she was one of the most sought-after advisers to the military, her intelligence was the best that could be bought, and she had a keen ability to get information out of anyone. Tack smiled when he thought of her techniques. His brother Tick took after her, they were amusing to watch.

Tack saw the sign telling him that his destination was only twenty miles away, he groaned a little his ass was hurting like a son-of-a-bitch. He had not been to his sister's new compound since they moved to San Diego, but after working with them again a few months ago they all decided they missed their sisters. They had a lot of customers in the area, which made the decision to move much easier as well. They would always have their compound in Smithe and Wesson, but they could travel between the two as well, they had the plans, they just needed land. Hell, even his mom was planning on building a replica of their house back home, he wondered what the locals would think seeing a plantation-style southern home in California, He was lost in thought the rest of the way into San Diego when he finally realized the twenty miles the sign had indicated he had driven quickly.

Shaking himself a little in order to wake up, he exited where the GPS told him to, he was now focused on getting to a bed and sleeping off his biker’s ass. He followed the directions to a ‘t’ and then he was pulling into the long drive that led to his sisters and the Furies compound. He was a little startled when he saw a lump of something right in front of the gate. Frowning he parked his bike and walked towards the lump, but he moved faster when he saw movement and hear a female cry.

The fuck? he said out loud as he kneeled next to what appeared to be a woman who was bleeding profusely from, well everywhere. He reached out his hand and pulled it right back when he heard.

Jesus, don’t fucking touch me, call the main house and tell them Tats needs some help. She whispered obviously in pain. Also, there is a fucking truck out of gas a mile back or so, get someone to get it and hide it. He is coming and I think he has help now, I think I saw a couple of guys with him they were wearing cuts, I think it is another MC. Damnit, maybe I was hallucinating, I don’t know, I need to sleep then I will figure it out. I think I was hit too many times in the head, fucking bastard is really going to pay for that, I just need to recoup then I will go after him.

He recognized the voice, but the bruised and bloody face didn’t match who he thought it was. Tack leaned closer and then grimaced when the saw the tattoo on the side of the person's neck, it was her. Fuck I didn’t even recognize you, babe, Ryan said softly. Tats what the fuck have you gotten yourself into? Who is coming?

Who the fuck are you? And why do you care? Tats said trying to open her swollen black and bloody eyes. Just do what I fucking said! I swear to God, why do men ask questions when you tell them what to do, I don’t think I stuttered, and my voice still works I can hear myself. You have to be a Prospect for the Furies!

It’s Ryan Sutter babe, you know Tack, he said softly and pulled out his phone. Let me call my sisters and get them out here. How did the fuck did this happen anyway?

Another fucking question, wait, Ryan Sutter? I must be hallucinating; Ryan Sutter would not set foot out of the bayou for any reason. Tats laughed to herself. I guess it is just wishful thinking, you and your brothers would be a great help about now, one of Jack's admirers has come back to haunt us. He is coming to get her, at least that is what he said, and he has help. Some club that has a hard-on for the Furies I think, fuck I don’t know, maybe it was just the guy that had a hard-on for the Furies. What the fuck ever, just get me into my apartment, and I will get some sleep, tomorrow I will deal with the rest of this shit. Look at me talking to a hallucination, they would probably put me in the nuthouse, I am just going to lay here and wait, hallucination man.

Ryan frowned and then growled into the phone when Marbles answered. Hey, get your ass out to the gate.

Marbles laughed and said, Big brother, where the hell have you been, you should have been here an hour ago.

Marbles, focus, I am at the gate with Tats who was laying in the middle of the drive beaten all to hell, Ryan said and put out his hand on Tat’s shoulder when she tried to roll away from him. Tats screamed in pain and passed out and Marbles yelled.

Was that Tats? What the fuck is going on? Who the fuck hurt her? Someone is going to die; I will bury whoever did this. Doc! Come we have a situation!

Shit, sis, I have no idea what the hell is going on, she is in a lot of pain though, and she said someone is coming to get Jacks, just get the hell out here, Ryan said, looking at the arm where he touched. Well shit, no wonder she screamed in pain.

Fuck, I am coming, just gimme a sec. Marbles said and then held the phone away from her mouth and started yelling. DOC! FUCK EVERYONE! WE NEED TO GET OUT TO THE GATE; IT IS TATS SHE IS IN TROUBLE! Ryan could hear all the Sisters yelling now, good lord, come on. Then Marbles said back into the phone. Who the fuck hurt her?

I have no idea right now, but her shoulder is fucking out of place, and some of her fingers are broken. Call an ambulance before you come out here. She passed out just a second ago.

Fuck, Marbles yelled. Everyone get the fuck outside, Tats needs us. Someone find my sister and tell her to stay in here until we figure out what the fuck is going on.

Uh, no way! He heard Jacks snarl. I am with you.

Stop fucking arguing and get the hell out here. Ryan snapped into the phone and then hung up. Like herding fucking cats sometimes.

Chapter One

Twenty-four hours earlier

Viranda ‘Tats’ Winford was confused when she opened her eyes. Tats had been at her brother's house in LA for the last two months because her brother had gotten into some shit, Tats had to fix it and she did so easily, and then once she solved that problem she couldn’t go home. She knew for a fact, that she hadn’t been at a party her brother still needed help after she had gotten him out of his mess, so she spent more than two weeks getting her brother into a treatment program. Her parents were dead, and her little brother was all she had left, this was the third time she put her brother in treatment but this time when he completed the treatment he was coming back to San Diego, Tats was done with this shit. Everything had really been easy peasy and she was ready to go home, but this asshole had taken her. Fuck, she thought as she finally rolled over without feeling like she was gonna throw up and looked at the fucking basement she was currently being held in, this sucked, Tats thought. The man who took her hadn’t said a word to her, he had only beaten the shit out of her, she had no idea why, but he was a fucking psycho bastard, she could see it in his eyes, but she had a slight feeling of recognition when staring at him. Shit.

After everything that had gone down Satan’s sisters decided they were not going on any more missions for the government. They were an MC club first and foremost. After having a long meeting with the Furies, it had been decided, that they were going to do what the Furies were going to go, back to the basics. Which suited them all just fine. That happened two weeks before she left to help her brother. Tats had kept in contact with Doc frequently about the new structuring of the clubs. They were going back to doing what they did best with a little bit of a twist. There were some sick muther fuckers out there, we all knew that we had seen and been involved in the taking down some of the worst, but there were so many more sick deviants out there. So, the plan was, the Furies were going to take a page out of the OPS Warriors book, and they were going to open a few businesses and begin to do more with their partnerships in the OPS Warriors businesses. The OPS had a tattoo shop, Bitches 2 which was a strip club, and a very exclusive strip club at that. They were brainstorming about what businesses they wanted to open. However, with their skills, the Satan’s Sisters still wanted to help people with problems, so they were going to do just that, they were going to put the word out that they would help people that needed it. They would be contracted fixers for people with problems. However, the Sisters were not going to be constrained by the normal rules. They would kill someone if they had to.

What in the fuck had happened? She wondered as she tried to move, her body was not doing what she wanted, weird. Then she remembered, fucking asshole took her right off the damn street by drugging her, she had been just waiting for her bike’s battery to be replaced. She had gone to the local biker mechanic and was standing right outside the shop when a bunch of bikes and a truck drove up. She had ignored the bikers because of the patch they had been wearing, she didn’t recognize it so to her they were not in her world of bikers. She tended to be leery of wannabe’s and they totally looked like wannabe’s, they didn’t drive in any formation that she could see, and the smell of alcohol was heavy when they rode by, no self-respecting biker would ride drunk, assholes.

Tats had focused on the truck that pulled in behind the bikers, the person driving had looked vaguely familiar, she was frowning as the truck parked in front of her. Tats should have just walked away when it drove up, she should have not just fucking leaned against the wall to the shop and lit a cigarette. She would kick her own ass when she got