Revenge
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Copyright© 2014 Sam Crescent
ISBN: 978-1-77233-018-2
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DEDICATION
I want to
dedicate this book to an amazing author who has inspired me over and over
again. Her books always draw me in, and I simply adore her. If you've never
heard of her then I suggest you find her, Jamie Begley. Thank you so much for
writing such addictive books that keep me coming back for more, and also
listening to me ramble on about them LOL.
For the
longest time I've wanted to write a BIG book and when I saw the direction of
The Skulls and Chaos Bleeds, I knew my desire was going to be met. Revenge
means a great deal to me and I've poured everything into it. I want to thank my
amazing editor for putting up with the changes I've made throughout the series,
without
Karyn
, Revenge wouldn't have been what it is
now. Also,
Evernight
Publishing, my wonderful family,
and my readers, without all of you, I wouldn't be writing this now.
There
really are no words as you've all impacted on my life. Thank you so much.
REVENGE
The Skulls, 8
Sam Crescent
Copyright © 2014
Prologue
Six months from
Blind Devotion
The Mess
“Butch, wake up, baby. Please, you’ve got to wake up.
You can’t die,” Cheryl said, screaming his name. There was blood everywhere,
and none of The Skulls agreed to help him. Everything had gone wrong, and she
didn’t know how to make it all right. “Please, somebody, help me.”
Tiny, Devil, Alex stared down at the body refusing to
help. Why wouldn’t they help? Butch had done everything they asked.
He didn’t tell you everything about the Savage Brothers MC, only part of
it
.
“He’s dead. Leave him be,” Tiny said, spitting on the
ground. He was covered in blood, his arm holding a giant gash that revealed too
much of his flesh. Gonzalez and the Savage Brothers had taken them all by
surprise, and now both crews
were having
to pay the
price.
“No, he’s not dead. I can feel a pulse. Please, you’ve
got to
help
him.” Cheryl tried to cover the bullet
wound to keep his blood from leaving his body.
No one was helping. Sandy was passing out across the
room. What remained of the Fort Wills town hall left a lot to be
desired.
Civilians were running around trying to get away
from the attack that had hit the town within days of Tiny going to war with
Devil. For the first time in years Devil and Tiny didn’t get along, and it was
all because of Gonzalez. They’d all been mistaken. Gonzalez had never intended
to choose between the two men. He was going to take on Fort Wills and Piston
County, killing all of them. Cheryl saw the glares they were shooting at her
man. It was all a big mistake. They were all staring at Butch as if he was a
rat, vermin, something they couldn’t bring themselves to touch. Didn’t they
know he was helping them all?
“He’s not getting my fucking help,” Zero said,
standing up. “He’s fucking dead to me.”
“This is what Gonzalez wants,” she said. Butch had told
her nearly everything about what he’d done and why. He’d missed the part about
the Savage Brothers coming today. He promised her that he’d given them a
different location. Either Butch had lied to her or the Savage Brothers had lied
to Butch. Gonzalez had to be put down. There was no way to stop what he had to
do. He was betraying his brothers, and yet he was protecting them at the same
time. She saw through the actions that had played out only moments ago, so why
couldn’t they? The Savage Brothers club was in his blood. He was helping all
three clubs without even picking one. The Skulls were his home.
Butch did what Alex told him to. He’d told her as much
as he could. The Skulls and Chaos Bleeds were refusing to see the truth, and
now the love of her life was dying in her arms. Glancing around the room, she
saw members of both crews were dying all around them. It didn’t have to be this
way.
She tried to think fast.
Staring from one man to the other, she tried to figure
out the fastest way to help her man.
All of them, apart from Alex, were married. Those
women were in a safe house, or at least they thought it was safe. Butch had arranged
for the women and children to be at the warehouse in the hope of luring
Gonzalez away from them. The Savage Brothers knew where they were, and perhaps
Gonzalez did as well.
“If you let Butch die, every single person you hold
dear will die,” she said, letting her words sink in. She hated threatening them,
but she had to do something to save her man from dying. Butch was her whole
life.
“They’re safe.”
“Are they? Have you heard from Lexie? Eva? Tate?
They’re all where Butch put them, and I know I can end their lives if his heart
stops beating.” She gritted her teeth as the blood seeped through her fingers.
Cheryl was willing to do everything to save her man,
even put the lives of the clubs’ women at stake.
Chapter One
Tiny and Eva
Three months
earlier
“Do you have any idea what you did?” Tiny asked,
turning to glare at Devil. Their closest men were present for the fight that
was about to happen. After hearing what had gone down in Piston County, Tiny
wasn’t in the mood to play games. His daughter ended up in a fucking coma
because he’d hit out at Gonzalez. Tate had almost died because of him, and for
a month it had been touch and go. He’d spent so much time in the fucking
hospital by her side begging for her to come back. She was a total bitch at
times, but she was still his daughter and he loved her. Tiny didn’t want
anything to happen to his women, family, or club. Everywhere he turned bad shit
was happening to the people he loved, and he couldn’t stand it. How much was he
supposed to put up with before enough was really enough? Devil was not only
putting the Chaos Bleeds crew at risk, he was harming
Tiny’s
club, and that he didn’t accept. Whizz was working around the clock to get
something on Gonzalez. There had to be something big for a man who could have
so many men working for him. When they did have something, Tiny had every
intention of hitting the man back, only this time he was going to do it in the
right time and in style. He had faith that Whizz would come through. There was
no way he’d accept failure, not in Whizz, not after everything that had
happened. Seeing the smug smile on Devil’s face angered him. Tiny was pissed
off, beyond pissed, and he wanted to kill the fucker standing before him. They’d
been through a lot together, yet Tiny was having a hard time dealing with what
had happened.
Devil took a step toward him. “You want to be pissed
at me for lashing out at Gonzalez, fine. He called one of mine, Tiny. Ashley
may have been a club whore, but she wasn’t just a piece of ass, she was part of
us.” Pussy and the rest of the Chaos Bleeds crew threw their cheers in to
agree. “Now, you can be pissed at me for that or for the last order that came
through from Gonzalez, which was for us to transfer over one hundred fucking
girls to be put to work. Those girls were exactly that. I don’t care what
bitches do when they’re of age, but until then, it’s my business to make sure I
don’t fuck up.
Fucking look at it without all the fucking
fear, Tiny.
Gonzalez wanted us to take young girls, fourteen-year-olds
with no hope of a future and let any dirty fucker touch them, rape them. I
don’t give a fuck what anyone says,
it’s
fucking rape.”
Tiny gritted his teeth at the visual being thrust upon
him. He couldn’t back away when Devil got up into his face. There was no hope
for any of them if he lost his shit. Everything Devil said was the truth, and
knowing it, made
Tiny
sick inside. He had two
daughters of his own. The very thought of something like that happening to Tate
or Tabitha was like a punch to the gut.
“You’ve got a three year old daughter, Tiny. You want
to start that shit with a kid, think about her when she grows up.” Devil voiced
his very thoughts.
Tabitha and Miles were the twins Eva had given to him
and were the light of his life. He’d never been so happy in his life until he
finally claimed Eva for his own. The daughter of a fighter, Eva rarely took any
kind of shit. Fuck, he loved that woman way more than he loved the club at
times. If anyone threatened them, his family, the person ended up six feet
under.