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Bad Apple (Uncertain Saint’s MC #4)

Author/Writer of Book/Novel:

Lani Lynn Vale

Language:
English
ISBN/ ASIN:
B01GISRHA8
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The road to hell is paved with good intentions…

Apple “Core” Drew needs The Uncertain Saints MC like he needs air. He is barely making it through the day, and each one that goes by takes him closer and closer to hell. Literally, not figuratively.

He’s a half breath away from killing himself—maybe not by taking his own life, but he’s not against making someone else do it for him.
Then he meets her. One of his club member’s sister, and his whole outlook on life changes.

And not for the better.

Just as surely as he ruined his life, he ruins her life, too. One lapse in judgement on his part, and his one night of happiness turns into the worst nine months of his life.

Which he would’ve thought was damn near impossible with the things he’s done and seen.

She never saw it coming…

It was the beard. The beard made her do it.

That is a good excuse for having sex with a man she barely knows, isn’t it?

Yeah, who was she kidding? It wasn’t the beard. It was the way he looked so dejected and solemn. The sad look in his eyes pulls her in, and the way his rough hands touch her makes her stay.

All she wants to do is take that look out of his eyes, but the consequences to her actions only make things worse, not better.
One day is all she gets, and he’s not willing to give her more.

Until she dies, that is. Then it’s too late.

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Chapter 1

Everyone’s brave until they figure out the roach has wings.

-Fact of Life

Kitt

I walked into The Uncertain Saints’ club house, completely expecting that I would get trashed.

What I didn’t expect, though, was to get pregnant.

However, life works in mysterious ways.

Ways that seem to take a hold of you and shake you until you get your shit straight.

That was what Apple Drew, aka Core, was to me…the shake up I needed to get my head on straight.

I was going to school to become a family law paralegal and I was on the verge of quitting.

When I’d started going to school to become a paralegal, they never told me that I’d have to deal with the kind of trash that I did on a daily basis.

Today, for instance, I realized that maybe family law just wasn’t for me.

People were assholes, pure and simple.

And all I wanted to do was see my brother.

My brother who’d bet me that I wouldn’t come.

But I’d show him how wrong he was.

I smiled at the man that opened the door for me.

“Hey, Mig!” I waved excitedly. “How’s the baby?”

Mig smiled, and his wife, Annie, came up behind him and wrapped her arms around his waist.

“The baby is being a rotten turd,” Annie offered as she stuck her head under Mig’s arm. “He takes after his father.”

Mig snorted.

“That’s what you say every time he keeps you up all night,” Mig said to his wife. “But then he starts walking two months before most kids, and you say he takes after you.”

Annie grinned unrepentantly. “Yeah,” she admitted. “I do do that, don’t I?”

I skittered past them into the main room of the clubhouse.

The place itself was located just off of Caddo River, a nifty little river/lake that ran from Texas all the way down to the Gulf of Mexico.

A long time ago, the river was used to transport goods that were sold in the southern states. It was a main source of income for the small town of Uncertain, Texas.

However, over time, it had become just another river until a few years ago, when bad things started happening in all the cities that the Caddo ran through.

It was suspected that the river was a main transport route for illegal goods.

Since the river was relatively unsupervised, a lot of the time people got away with their illegal activities.

Then The Uncertain Saints got involved, effectively tearing a hole in the bad guys’ plans.

The clubhouse was deliberately located on the river in a very popular part which saw a lot of traffic.

The building stood on stilts that lifted the entire thing up one story. It resembled more of a beach house, which was unexpected on a lake, but I loved it.

It wasn’t old, per se, but it had quite a bit of that old feel to it.

When the Saints had built it, they’d used reclaimed wood from old houses and barns in the construction.

Now, although it was less than ten years old, it looked more like it was hundreds.

“Hey sweetheart,” my brother, Ridley, called.

I turned to find him staring at me with an expectant look on his face.

I sighed and pulled a Hershey’s bar out of my pocket and handed it to him.

“Happy?” I asked.

He glared at me.

“I don’t mind you living in my house…” I interrupted him before he could get any more words that might offend me out of that stupid mouth of his.

“It’s our house,” I snapped. “It’s no more your house than my house.”

He shrugged.

“Papaw signed it over to me, and you know it,” he shrugged, knowing it would rile me up.

I ignored him and walked to the cooler that was sitting out on the back deck that overlooked the river.

Lifting the lid, I reached in and grabbed a Mike’s Hard Lemonade that my brother most likely bought specifically for me.

The ladies who had recently started becoming permanent fixtures in The Uncertain Saints MC were more wine drinkers.

I was most likely the only one that drank actual ‘wiener drinks’, as my brother liked to call my beverage of choice.

Apparently, there wasn’t as much alcohol in it, and he liked to tell me that all the time.

He also didn’t like that I always had my drinks on hand at home, but we never seemed to have any of his.

Yes, my brother and I lived together.

No, neither of us had anyone.

And yes, I have brought men home. Well, only two.

My brother didn’t bring any women home, but it had more to do with the fact that he was still in love with his dead wife.

I’d just closed the cooler lid when I heard the new prospect.

Well, I didn’t know for sure if it was him, but the plain leather vest on the man’s back was a good indication he was the one my brother had been telling me about.

He’d been there for a while, but this was my first club party in well over six months.


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