Storm MC Unfiltered: Storm MC, #13

By Nina Levine

Escape with a Nina Levine alpha.

 

Always protective.
Always possessive.
And their women give as good as they get.

 

This collection features a year of Storm group texts between all the Brisbane Storm couples, as well as some bonus scenes. You fell in love with them as they all found their HEA, now see them living that happily ever after. You'll laugh, you'll swoon and you'll smile big while reading these texts and bonus scenes. If you love the Storm MC, you'll love this collection.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Nina Levine
• Release date: May 29, 2023
• ISBN: 9781923013025

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Storm MC Unfiltered

STORM MC UNFILTERED

NINA LEVINE

Copyright © 2023 Nina Levine

Published by Nina Levine

All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed or transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording, or other electronic or mechanical methods, without the prior written permission of the author, except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical reviews and certain other noncommercial uses permitted by copyright law. For permission requests, write to the author at the email address below.

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This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are a product of the author’s imagination. Locales and public names are sometimes used for atmospheric purposes. Any resemblance to actual people, living or dead, or to businesses, companies, events, institutions, or locales is completely coincidental.

Cover designed in collaboration with Cover Story Book Designs.

ISBN: 9781923013025

CONTENTS

Introduction

Storm MC Unfiltered

With Love from Nina

Brisbane Storm MC Group Chats

1. Christmas Text

2. New Year’s Eve Planning Text

3. Post NYE Text

4. Spa Day Planning Text

5. Sandwiches Text

6. Chickens & Periods Text

7. Explosive Shit Text

8. Ringtone Text

9. #GidgetGate Text

10. Nash’s Speeding Ticket Text

11. Clit Text

12. Havoc In The Shit Text

13. Spa Day Text

14. Poop Stalemate Text

15. Doggie Dangle Text

16. The One Where Lily Joins

17. Wrong Group Chat

18. The Lunchjob Text

19. Let’s Add The World to the Chat

20. King Gets Added

21. The One Where The Men Try to Leave the Chat

22. We’re All Watching Ghost Thanks to Nash

23. Menopause The Great Vag Thief

24. The Long Way Home Text

25. Tupperware Party Hell

26. The Guys to the Rescue

27. The Scales Don’t Lie

28. It’s Getting a Little Wild in Here Today

29. The Time Harlow Got Grindier with Scott

30. Now Spread Those Legs So I Can Taste Your Pussy

31. Sandwiches Is Code For Sex?

32. I Didn’t Sign Up For a Fuckin’ Cooking Lesson Here

33. The One Where J Tells Madison He Could Get Lost in Twenty-One Extra Kilos of Her Tits and Curves

34. Nude Tuesday

35. Shit Kink

36. Mustard

37. The Nash Dildo To The Rescue

38. Orgasms

39. Boobs and Dicks Galore

40. It’s Been a Bell of a Year

41. Death by Peloton

42. Sledgehammers All Round Please

43. One Can Never Be Too Careful In An Apple Store

44. I Didn’t Fuckin’ Sign Up For Porn Here

Sydney Storm MC Group Chats

1. The Fuck Is All This Texting?

2. Oh Boys, We’re Just Getting Started…

Also by Nina Levine

About the Author

Escape with a Nina Levine alpha.

Always protective.

Always possessive.

And their women give as good as they get.

MY ROMANTIC SUSPENSE BOOKS

Storm MC Original Series

Sydney Storm MC Series

Storm MC Reloaded Series

Surrendered Hearts (mafia-inspired romance)

MY CONTEMPORARY ROMANCE BOOKS

Escape With a Billionaire Series

Ashton Scott

Jack Kingsley

Beckett Pearce

Jameson Fox

Owen North

Standalones

Steal My Breath (single dad romance)

Be The One (rockstar romance)

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STORM MC UNFILTERED

Escape with a Nina Levine alpha.

Always protective.

Always possessive.

And their women give as good as they get.

This collection features a year of Storm group texts between all the Brisbane Storm couples, as well as some bonus scenes. You fell in love with them as they all found their HEA, now see them living that happily ever after. You'll laugh, you'll swoon and you'll smile big while reading these texts and bonus scenes. If you love the Storm MC, you'll love this collection.

This book features the couples from my Storm MC series. If you’ve not read that series, you can check the books out here.

WITH LOVE FROM NINA

Writing these chats was my passion project in 2021. For those of you who aren’t aware, I wrote a new chat almost every week that year and emailed it out to my newsletter subscribers. I loved coming up with the fun ideas to include, often recruiting my friends and you guys into helping me brainstorm.

I spent lots of time chatting with friends and also with you guys on Facebook and in emails about funny things that happened to you that I could maybe include. When I read back over the chats, I can often pinpoint the exact moment I came up with the chat. Writing these text messages was a memory-making experience for me because of how the chats remind me of what I was doing or who I was talking to when the ideas came. I absolutely love that about this project because 2021 was a hard year for me and it’s nice to have these memories from that year. I also love that I got to make you laugh once a week. Fridays were the highlight of every week in 2021 for me because I got to see you smile.

I’ve had to remove the emojis from this book because they’re not supported in ebook form sadly. You’ll see something like *insert middle finger emoji* in place of them. This is clunky and I’m sorry for that.

I hope you love reading these (again, if you’ve already read them in my emails). Many of you guys have asked if I’ll be writing more group chats. The answer is yes because I adore writing them. It won’t be weekly, but when I do write a new one, it will be emailed out in my newsletter. Once I’ve accumulated enough for another ebook, I’ll publish them. If you’d like to receive my email newsletter to receive all the bonus content I write, you can join here.

Nina xx

BRISBANE STORM MC GROUP CHATS

CHRISTMAS TEXT

Madison:  I’m about to pack J into a rusty Holden ute and send him into the bush after shoving bells he can jingle where the sun don’t shine.

Harlow: What’s he done now?

Madison: WHAT HASN’T HE DONE?

Madison: I had all the decorations ready to decorate the clubhouse for Boxing Day and he thought they were rubbish and THREW THEM AWAY.

Madison: I mean, he should know by now that I never throw Christmas decorations away.

Madison: I could strangle him. Like, for fucking real.

Velvet: Wait! He didn’t throw them away! He was talking to Nash and mentioned he was taking them to the tip and Nash said he might know someone who would take them. They’re at our place. I can bring them into the clubhouse today.

Madison: OMG this is the best news!!!! I knew I loved Nash for a reason.

Madison: I’m still shoving bells in places that will bring J pain.

Scarlett: How the hell did I make it into this text message gang?

Scarlett: Also, can we shove some bells somewhere bad in Wilder? I know you girls have magic powers. Make that shit happen for me.

Harlow: Scar, you know you secretly love us and have wanted to be in this text group for a long time.

Sophia: LOL, Scarlett, you can’t deny it any longer.

Scarlett: Just make it so Wilder jingles when I see him next. And not in a good way. That’s all I want for Christmas.

Scarlett: And take me out of this group. Group messages will be the fucking death of me.

Layla: I feel you on this, Scarlett. I can’t keep up with group messages.

Layla: Also, Harlow, Blade requested trifle for Boxing Day so that’s the dessert I’ve decided I’ll make. Hope that’s good with you.

Harlow: Perfect!

Madison: Abort! It’s J’s favourite. He doesn’t deserve his favourite this Christmas.

Velvet: What’s with these guys? It’s Nash’s fave too. It’s my least favourite dessert.

Harlow: I thought J loved Christmas pudding the most.

Madison: He did until he fell in love with your trifle last year. And I’m with you, Velvet, I’d rather eat almost anything else.

Chelsea: I love trifle, Layla! And Gunnar will eat anything.

Carla: Girls! Havoc and I will make it in time for Boxing Day at the clubhouse! What do you want us to bring, Harlow?

Velvet: This is the best news, Carla! Tell me you guys are staying for a few days.

Carla: LOL, yes. Nash will kill me if we don’t.

Velvet: Yes, he will, and I might too.

Scarlett: And Madison will put bells where they shouldn’t jingle.

Scarlett: Also, why am I still in this convo?

Harlow: Carla, does Havoc still have that friend who gets those prawns that are the best I’ve ever had?

Madison: OMG YES! We need those prawns!

Sophia: I agree. Bring those prawns!!!

Chelsea: I’ve not tried these prawns but they sound amazing.

Velvet: Honestly, if we have nothing but those prawns for this lunch, I don’t care. I’ve never tasted prawns so good.

Scarlett: Suddenly we only care if we see the prawns, Carla. You and Havoc can just hurl them into the clubhouse on your way through town.

Scarlett: Still waiting to be deleted from this convo.

Carla: LOL, prawns it is! I’ll get Havoc onto it.

Harlow: Right, so I think we’ve got all the food covered. And Madison will decorate. The only other thing we need to finalise are the games for the kids.

Madison: I know just the person for this. I’ll add him to the chat.

Scarlett: Him? Grabbing popcorn for this…

J: Popcorn for what? And why the fuck are you texting me, Scarlett?

Madison: Remember how you stole my Christmas decorations, J? I’ve figured out how you can atone for that and this is it.

J: I thought you wanted them thrown out. You put them where you always fucking put shit to be taken to the tip.

Madison: NEXT TO. I put them next to that pile, not IN THAT PILE. When have you ever known me to throw Christmas decorations away?

J: A man can fucking hope for new traditions. We have so many decorations that it made complete fucking sense to me.

Harlow: Okay guys, let’s focus here. Christmas games for the kids.

J: Christ, how many people are in this text?

Sophia: Hey, J.

Layla: Just a few of us, J.

Chelsea: Hi, J.

Velvet: LOL.

Carla: Me! Havoc and I will be in town for Christmas. See you then, J.

Scarlett: You’ve got no idea of the fun you’ve just stumbled into, J.

Madison: You’re in charge of organising the games for the kids at the clubhouse on Boxing Day, J.

J: What kind of fucking games?

Madison: You know, the ones where the kids all play and have fun.

J: And I get a fucking headache?

Madison: Yes, baby, those kinds of games.

Madison: Oh, I just got your private text, J. We don’t do that here. If you have something to say you can say it to the whole group, baby.

Harlow: I’d really appreciate it if you took charge of the games, J. We’re always flat out with the food so this will free up some of our time.

Velvet: Such a great idea to ask one of the guys to do it, Madison. Even if it came from a dark place where bells shouldn’t jingle.

Sophia: I’ll send you the list of games I had down for this year, J.

Scarlett: Where’d J go? Shit was just getting good here.

Nash: What the fuck is this?

J: Brother, if I have to be subjected to this shit, so the fuck do you.

Nash: What shit?

Scarlett: I see fun times ahead. Grabbing chips and chocolate to go with my popcorn.

Nash: J, why the fuck are we texting with Scarlett? Have you added me to some fucking group chat here?

Scarlett: Oh, no, it’s not just me, Nash. All the girls are here.

J: I’m gonna need those Christmas decorations back, brother.

Madison: Yes, we do need them back, but that doesn’t get you out of this, J.

Nash: Out of what?

Scarlett: It’s with great pleasure that I get to tell you, Nash, that it looks like J has decided you’re assistant team captain of the Kid’s Christmas Games this Boxing Day.

Nash: Can someone please fucking remove me from this group?

Carla: Nash, you could do Christmas Charades with the kids. You used to love charades.

Nash: Carla? Are you coming to this?

Carla: Yes :)

Nash: I vote Havoc to take my place on this games thing then.

Scarlett: Oh, Nash, you have so much to learn. It seems once you join this group, it’s fucking impossible to leave. Pull up a chair and get comf.

Harlow: Focus, people! I’m running out of time and I really wanna get this organised right now so I can move onto the next thing on my to-do list. J and Nash will organise the games, yes?

Havoc: Not sure why I just got your text, Harlow?

Nash: Because you and J are organising games for the kids on Boxing Day.

Havoc: What fucking games?

Carla: At the clubhouse Christmas get together.

Madison: We organise games every year for the kids.

Havoc: How the hell did I get roped into this?

Velvet: It’s your lucky day, Havoc ;)

Harlow: Right, that’s decided then. J, Nash, and Havoc will do games. Three is a good number to aim for. I wouldn’t do more than that. Sophia will send J the list of suggested games. Madison will decorate the clubhouse and organise the salads. Carla will bring prawns. Layla will bring trifle. Sophia’s bringing rum balls, rocky road, and gingerbread cookies. Velvet’s bringing pavlova. Chelsea’s bringing ham. Scarlett’s bringing potato bake. And I’m organising everything else. I think we’re sorted!

Scarlett: One small thing, Harlow. I’m not coming.

Velvet: Yeah, you are.

Scarlett: I don’t even know about it. I’m not part of your club. I just work for Master Wilder in your restaurants.

Madison: Consider this your invitation.

Harlow: I’ll catch you up on everything but you’re definitely coming.

Nash: Don’t feel special, Scarlett. They just want you to bring that potato bake the restaurant makes.

Velvet: Just ignore him, Scar. He’s grumbling because he’s gotta help with the games.

J: This isn’t a group chat where you fucking text all day long is it?

Madison: It wasn’t, but it is now, baby. Merry Christmas.

J: Fucking hell.

Madison: You’ll never try to throw my decorations out again, will you, J?

Nash: This all started because of those fucking decorations?

Scarlett: I’m getting a new number and never giving it to you guys again.

Nash: For once, I fucking agree with you, Scarlett.

Harlow: Okay, we’re done here, people.

Scott: Done with what?

Griff: What’s going on, Harlow?

Gunnar: The fuck?

Blade: I don’t think you meant to send that to me, Harlow.

J: She did. Merry Christmas, fuckers.

NEW YEAR’S EVE PLANNING TEXT

Layla:  Girls! I need your help on New Year’s Eve at the bar.

Layla: I know you had plans at the clubhouse, but I’m desperate!

Harlow: Absolutely! What do you need?

Layla: I’m down staff. I need you to work the bar with me.

Sophia: Sounds like fun. I’m in!

Chelsea: Count me in too.

Velvet: Yes, I’m there!

Madison: Count the guys in too.

J: Count me and Scott out. We’ve got kids to stay home with.

Madison: Mum’s having the kids, J.

Nash: Your mum deserves a night off, Madison. Uncle Nash’ll take them all for the night.

Madison: Nice try, Nash, but Layla needs you.

Gunnar: Why am I still in this fucking group chat? You talk too fucking much.

Nash: Why the fuck are any of us in it?

Layla: You girls are the best!! And I could do with the extra security if you guys wanna help.

Griff: Yeah, we can help out.

Scott: Is Wilder in this chat? He may need some of us at the restaurant.

Scarlett: Oooh, I’ll add him. He’ll be so excited.

Wilder: Add me to what?

Scarlett: Welcome to fun times, Master. It’s a paradise of conversation here.

Wilder: Do you care to enlighten me some more?

Scarlett: No, I think I’ll throw you to the wolves and let you find your own way.

Scott: We’re organising NYE. Layla needs help at her bar. Do you still need some of us at Trilogy?

Wilder: No, I got all the security sorted.

Scott: OK, count us in Layla.

J: Is this gonna be like your last NYE?

Blade: No.

Layla: Blade put his foot down. We’re doing a smaller event this time.

Nash: Thank fuck for that. Shit got out of hand last year.

Layla: There’s just one other thing.

Gunnar: Why do I feel like you’re about to drop a bomb?

Layla: The theme of the party is disco and I’d really love two of you guys on the front door dressed up for it.

J: Fuck no.

Nash: That’s a hard fucking no.

Gunnar: No from me too.

Madison: Aww, come on J, you’d look hot wearing bell bottom pants and a glittery button up top with the first few buttons undone.

Velvet: Oooh, and we could get you a chunky gold necklace.

Chelsea: I saw a gold leopard print shirt the other day that would smash this theme. Nash could rock it for sure!

Wilder: Jesus, do you guys use this chat often?

Scarlett: Daily. You’re welcome.

Wilder: Can you remove me, Scarlett?

Scarlett: No, it’s like a secret society and once you’re in, you’re in for life. No one knows the secret handshake to get the