Hunter – Hell’s Bastards MC Read Online Sam Crescent

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Biker, Crime, MC, Virgin Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 98
Estimated words: 94921 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 475(@200wpm)___ 380(@250wpm)___ 316(@300wpm)
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Harlow threw her head back laughing as with her feet spread a little, Larissa did what she did best and had fun. There was no holding back, even in her sweetness, she just … did. Harlow adored her. She never wanted anything bad to happen to Larissa. She loved the freedom and carefree spirit she portrayed. Even though it was freezing outside, Larissa was once again in a dress, but she had forgone the tights.

Harlow took a chance to glance around them, and sure enough there were plenty of men who wanted a piece of the Larissa pie.

“Tonight is going to be epic!” Larissa whooped, and a couple of people that were close to them joined in.

Harlow stopped thinking about Hunter and trying to behave right, and instead she fell in love with watching one of her best friends. There was only a few years separating her and Larissa. Life had kicked Larissa in the ass a few times, but the woman before her never stopped smiling. She never gave up hope.

“Mind if I cut in?” Big Dick said.

Harlow groaned, but she saw Abriana had already taken hold of Larissa and the two were now dancing together.

“What are you doing here?” Harlow asked.

“Simple, I came to see my little sister and offer her a birthday present,” Big Dick said. He held a square box.

No one told them to move on the dance floor. Harlow let out a sigh and opened the box, pulling out a set of keys.

“Huh?” she asked.

“It’s a car. Fully paid up for the year, and if you need to get it fixed, I’ve got a deal and shit. You can’t keep walking home in the snow or freezing your ass off. Seeing as you’re also dropping by the club more often, you can’t be walking home late at night.”

The last few weeks, Hunter had been her ride.

“Thank you.”

“Come on, I’ll show it to you.” Big Dick took her hand and before she could tell him to wait, he was already leading her out of the bar and making their way toward the parking lot.

“George, slow down.”

There, near a streetlight, was a car. It wasn’t anything special, just a blue car, road worthy, that would help her get around. George knew exactly what she wanted, and what she would accept as a gift.

“It’s not anything big, but it will be a great car to get you back on your feet and started up.”

“Wow,” Harlow said.

She had no choice but to throw her arms around her brother and hug him. “Thank you. Thank you. Thank you!”

Big Dick laughed. “Maybe you can remember that every time you call me George.”

Harlow snorted. “I don’t know, it doesn’t seem right to me calling my brother Big Dick. Unless—”

He wrapped his arm around her head and covered her mouth, playfully. She squealed as he rubbed the top of her head, but she knew he didn’t do it too hard, or muss up her hair.

“Enough!” She fought her way from him and glared. “There’s no reason to be acting like a dick.”

Big Dick winked at her.

“What do you think?” he asked.

“It’s a beaut.”

“Do you want to feel it purr?”

“I’ve had a couple of drinks.”

“I’m not going to let you peel out of here,” Big Dick said. “Just climb behind the wheel, turn it over. You’re keeping the handbrake on at all times.”

Harlow nodded and together they walked across the main yard, heading to the car. She pressed the button to unlock the car and then climbed inside. She wore a purple dress. It was one Hunter had gotten for her.

He must have known her wardrobe wasn’t exactly equipped to go out and party. Her usual attire was jeans and shirts of different kinds. She did have a couple of dresses but they had pretty much disintegrated over the amount of time she had washed them.

The last car she had, had been a dream. She hated having to give it up, but she needed the money.

“A full tank of gas and like I said, any trouble, you come and see me, got it?”

“Yeah, yeah, I got it.” She slid the key into the ignition, turned it over, and let out a whoop.

Larissa was rubbing off on her in a good way.

“Holy crap, this is … amazing.”

“Yeah, it is, and it’s going to last you, as long as you don’t go joining in with some fucked-up races.”

Harlow laughed.

“Shut up. I’m not so bad.”

She turned the ignition off and climbed out of the car. “Thank you.” She gave her brother a hug and he rubbed her back.

“Treat her right,” Big Dick said. “Did you get anything from Mom and Dad?”

“I’ve not gone to see them and they don’t come and see me,” she said.

“They will have gotten you something.”

Harlow hugged her brother a little tighter. She wasn’t in the mood to argue. Her parents always got her what they felt she needed, not what she actually liked.


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