Scar: Asphalt Gods MC, #1
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From USA Today Bestselling Author Morgan Jane Mitchell comes Book #1 in the Bestselling Biker Romance Series, Asphalt Gods' MC
Emery wants to die. Good thing she just ran into a killer.
"They say what doesn't kill you makes you stronger, but that's bullshit. What doesn't kill you leaves a scar. More than the eyesore down my torso, I was a scar, the jagged, fucked up remains of a tragedy."
Scar's Nomad status gives him a chance to fulfill his one wish, but his lonely mission is interrupted when a possible one-night stand goes horribly wrong.
"They say what doesn't kill you makes you stronger, but what if I can't live with myself anymore?"
Finding the blonde face down in a puddle of her own blood jeopardizes everything. Saving her and keeping her quiet could get Scar killed, but when Emery wakes up, her shocking proposal for him to kill her starts the ride of his life.
Morgan Jane Mitchell
Award-Winning, USA Today Bestselling Author Morgan Jane Mitchell captured the hearts of readers with her electrifying Biker Romance series, "Asphalt Gods' MC," a riveting blend of dark romance and the gritty world of motorcycle clubs. Known for her ability to weave complex characters and thrilling narratives, Morgan Jane has established herself as a master of dark, motorcycle-themed romance in her series Royal Bastard's MC: Nashville, TN. Her storytelling prowess extends into the realm of the supernatural with her acclaimed post-apocalyptic fantasy novel, "Sanguis City." This action-packed series, featuring an enthralling mix of vampires, witches, demons, and zombies, artfully combines elements of paranormal romance, dystopia, urban fantasy, and erotica. Morgan Jane's artistic brilliance shines through her diverse narrative themes, capturing the essence of human emotions and the depths of imaginative fantasy throughout the many genres she writes. Her commitment to crafting immersive worlds is evident in every page, ensuring a deeply engaging experience for her readers. Off the page, Morgan Jane is a connoisseur of adventure, fine food, and art, balanced by her appreciation for the simple pleasures of life.
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Scar - Morgan Jane Mitchell
Scar, Asphalt Gods’ MC by Morgan Jane Mitchell
Copyright © 2014 Morgan Jane Mitchell
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This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is entirely coincidental. Any reference to real events, business, organizations or locales is intended only to give the fiction a sense of realism and authenticity. Any unauthorized reprint or use of this material is prohibited.
Cover design © Morgan Jane Mitchell 2014
First published in Bad Boys of Romance – A Biker Anthology September 2014
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Contents
Scar, Asphalt Gods’ MC by Morgan Jane Mitchell
Copyright
Acknowledgments
Dedication
Leave a Scar
Guilty
I Want To Kill You Like They Do In The Movies
Bonfire Heart
A Friend of the Devil
Wish
More Asphalt Gods’ MC
About the Author
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Acknowledgments
Thanks to the wonderfully talented authors of Bad Boys of Romance – A Biker Anthology. A Biker Anthology, Kasey Millstead, Nina Levine, Abigail Lee, Vicki Green, Shantel Tessier, Casey Peeler, Dee Avila and Rebecca Brooke. I would have never published this story without you all. You broke my biker book cherry!
Thanks to Glenna Maynard for beta reading and proofreading.
To my husband for building my desk and supporting my writing in every way, thank you <3
Dedication
Even though there are plenty of humans in my life, this story is dedicated to my dog, Miss Penni Lane. Depression is real and without Miss Penni Lane, I may have never beat it. Now, this wild ride has very little helpful advice on the subject, if you need that, turn to the Author’s note.
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Asphalt Gods’ MC
SCAR
Seven Sunsets
Hell on Heelz
Sunrise
Cowboy, Take Me
Picking Bones
Lucky Stars
Bone Daddy
Mud
Trax
Snakebite
Hawk
Freedom
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Leave a Scar
They say what doesn’t kill you makes you stronger, but that’s bullshit. What doesn’t kill you leaves a scar. More than the eyesore down my torso, I was a scar, the jagged, fucked up remains of a tragedy. Out of every bar in every town, she had to walk into mine. The quote’s something like that, and that’s how this story would’ve started if it were an old movie, but it wasn’t. This was my fucked up life. I’d been through hell and back and I’d survived, paying the price, but tonight I met the woman who’d be the death of me. One minute I filled the beer cooler and the next she sat at my bar, even if it would only be my bar for another day.
Beautiful with golden blonde hair down to the crack of her ass, she slammed her tiny, jeweled purse on the bar, causing me to cringe. Despite my own plans, I’d grown attached to the place and found myself tenderly buffing the wood. I slapped on my bartender face. What can I get for you this fine evening, Miss?
Pouty lips, positioned over two perfect tan globes, peeking out over the plunging neckline of her snug blouse, opened and breathed, Five shots of bourbon, Jim Beam.
She placed her gold credit card in front of me.
My eyebrows raised for a moment before I laid out five shot glasses and filled them. Back home, the request wouldn’t have surprised me at all. Even here, in this tourist trap of a beach town, I’d expect the order from a gaggle of barely legal girls during spring break but not from a woman so refined.
Her coral polished nails wrapped around the first glass. Stretching her delicate neck, she leaned her head back, lifting the glass to her mouth and pouring until the bourbon disappeared. Lips puckering, her face twisted as her neck snapped straight, confirming my suspicions. She wasn’t a hard drinker.
When our eyes met, I took the opportunity to speak. I cleared my throat. May I make a suggestion?
What?
She hissed, clearly frustrated.
Something to go down easier, a cocktail, a couple of rattlesnakes, something tastier?
Ignoring me, she downed the next, trying real hard to keep the distain off her face.
A chaser at least?
This time she nodded as she exhaled, recovering from the burn. I grabbed a frosty mug and pulled the handle on one of our local draft beers. Her face relaxed and she smiled as she took a sip, so I turned away, finally swiping her card. Emery S. Jenkins, it read.
Laying her card back in front of her with a smile of my own, I dried a glass. Emery, what’s a pretty lady like yourself doing all alone this evening?
Evening was a stretch, it was one a.m., and I’d close down at two.
Her face grew serious for a second, forlorn and anguished before she artificially brightened. Just trying to end a bad... day.
Emery whipped her neck around like she was searching for someone before she threw back her third shot. The uneven smile widened on her face, and I could tell her head was swimming. She was a lightweight alright. Drumming her fingers on the bar, she glanced over her shoulder again.
Waiting for someone?
No,
she spoke quickly.
The off-season loomed over Daytona Beach, and only local scum and dedicated alcoholics lingered around the bar. I knew them all by name, knew when they’d leave, how much they’d tip and when they’d be back. Emery presented a puzzle, her mere presence an unwelcome distraction. Was she a friend or foe? Was she just a hottie down on her luck?
Examining her body, what I could see of it in this light, I admired her tiny waist, giving way to thick thighs. Her jeans were expensive and her heels high. If I was lucky, she came here to forget about a man who broke her heart. I had just enough time to help her forget before I had matters of my own to attend. The thought of relieving some stress between Emery’s thighs sprang my johnson to life, and I adjusted myself under the bar. Let me guess? Who’s the jerk?
My husband, the fucker.
Her fourth shot was gone.
I glanced at her hand. There was no ring. Grabbing her petite fingers, I felt the indention around her bare ring finger. She didn’t yank her hand away. Her eyes met mine, deep brown eyes I finally noticed, but they didn’t cast off the desire she read in mine. Her chest heaved like she was mulling over the possibility herself. Downing half the beer next, her eyes twinkled as she finally swept them over all of me. Yes, I was a hunk