Author: jlleslie

I grew up near Verdana, California – the tourist town I now live in. It’s the perfect small town with beaches, shops, and beautiful people. Verdana has just one imperfection though – it’s a haven for motorcycle clubs.I knew when I was younger that I wanted to save Verdana from them. Make it a better place. Make it the place I always loved. I became an attorney and started putting the criminals … criminals behind bars, including the infamous club members.Somehow I lost my way. I can no longer decipher where the line I drew between right and wrong is…

I left home seven years ago, trying to pursue my dream. California was going to give me everything. Life. A career. Money. I had no idea how quickly a dream could turn into a nightmare.A motorcycle club is about family, trust and loyalty. Break that and you will have an enemy on your hands that you can’t defeat. Run from it and you will be looking over your shoulder for the rest of your life.I … your life.I broke it and I ran.I’m trying to start over. Trying to figure out who I am outside of that lifestyle, but does…

Betrayal. When you’re in a motorcycle club, you think this never happens. I’m a Ryker. We’re supposed to be about family and loyalty. I’ve learned that sometimes club family can betray you deeper than anyone.Now that I know the truth…who can I trust? The woman who has saved my ass time and again or my own flesh and blood who wants me to help him bring down the very club I’ve been calling my … calling my family? Can I betray the Rykers knowing they turned their backs on me once? I call myself loyal…but that’s not loyalty.I have a…

I have a habit. Big deal. I manage it and I live my life. I have my friends. I have women. To them, I’m the life of the party. Until her. I can see you, Rhys Morgan.Why’d she have to say that to me? Why’d she have to make me believe I could deserve happiness? The majority of the time we’re around each other we don’t even like each other. We only get along when we’re doing one thing and that’s … thing and that’s taking each other’s clothes off. But now she’s getting in my head. She’s making me…

I had a plan when I was nineteen. I would strip only until the bills were paid and I knew my sister and I wouldn’t be thrown out on the street. We would be financially stable. That was my plan. That was also three years ago. I’m still stripping. I keep telling myself my life will change. I won’t do this much longer. I won’t need to. I don’t even believe that anymore. I still have bills. I still … bills. I still have a deadbeat mom. No idea where my father is. Or who he is. Now my sister…

I was raised in a motorcycle club. I saw things no little girl should ever see. Did things no little girl should ever do. That was my life and I loved it. The Ravens taught me about family. Loyalty. Even loss.Now I live a different life. I’m no longer part of that family. I’m no longer part of the club. I live a life where I pretend to be the person I am. I put on a show for the world and I’m … and I’m good at it. I’ve perfected it. At least I thought I had. It didn’t…