Hanging Horseshoes

Hanging Horseshoes (Reckless Omens MC Book 6) By Jaycee Wolfe Copyright This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are either the product of the author’s imagination or used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, business establishments, events or locales is entirely coincidental. All rights reserved. Adult Content Warning: This book contains sexual scenes, explicit language, and violence. Hanging Horseshoes (Reckless Omens MC Book 6) Copyright 2022 © Jaycee Wolfe Copy Line Editing: Jes Geisler with J2 Author Services Cover by: Jaycee Wolfe Format by: Jaycee Wolfe ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. This book contains material protected under International and Federal Copyright Laws and Treaties. Any unauthorized reprint or use of this material is prohibited. No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopying, recording, or by any information storage and retrieval system without express written permission from Jaycee Wolfe the author/publisher. Blurb: Rodeo: Leaving my home, life, and first love behind at eighteen was the hardest decision of my short life to that point. I wanted to run from my demons and hopefully find myself in the process. I didn’t realize until I found a home with the Reckless Omens MC, though, that it would be the best decision of my life. But when my past catches up with me, carrying a piece of me with her, I realize I traded in one family for another, even if not intentionally. Add another vying for their attention and the lack of jealousy; maybe I should have embraced my demons instead of running from them. I’ll need every one of them to save the people I love. Ophelia: I thought I lost everything the day Beau left town. Little did I know he left something with me when he left, and I paid dearly for it. I didn’t mind. My baby girl kept me going and gave me life. When I finally escape the community, I run. I run and don’t stop until my legs give out, just short of landing on Beau’s doorstep. Luckily, Trip is there to catch me. Two sets of working hands are better than one, right? Maybe I can find a home in both their arms. Trip: Starting over in a new town or state is not supposed to be easy, right? Maybe I’ve finally found my first stroke of luck because this new town has given me so much already. The freedom, the acceptance, and maybe the family I didn’t even realize I was looking for. The problem with luck is that it has to run out sooner or later. I just didn’t realize Lady Luck had such a gruesome sweet tooth, and she was aiming for the family I have started to build.. Author Notes: Warning: This book may trigger warnings. Please read at your own risk. Trigger warnings include: Kidnapping Abuse Blood Contents Prologue Rodeo Chapter One Rodeo Chapter Two Trip Chapter Three Ophelia Chapter Four Trip Chapter Five Rodeo Chapter Six Ophelia Chapter Seven Trip Chapter Eight Ophelia Chapter Nine Rodeo Chapter Ten Ophelia Chapter Eleven Trip Chapter Twelve Rodeo Chapter Thirteen Ophelia Chapter Fourteen Trip Chapter Fifteen Rodeo Chapter Sixteen Ophelia Chapter Seventeen Ophelia Chapter Eighteen Trip Chapter Nineteen Rodeo Chapter Twenty Ophelia Chapter Twenty-One Trip Chapter Twenty-Two Rodeo Chapter Twenty-Three Ophelia Chapter Twenty-Four Trip Chapter Twenty-Five Rodeo Chapter Twenty-Six Ophelia Chapter Twenty-Seven Trip Chapter Twenty-Eight Mable Chapter Twenty-Nine Rodeo Chapter Thirty Ophelia Chapter Thirty-Two Rodeo Epilogue Grease Mable Prologue Rodeo Eighteen Years Old: “I’m so sorry,” I say, kissing the envelope as I slide it into the branch Ophelia and I usually used to send our secret messages. It started out when we were kids. We would hide a clue to our next great adventure in this tree. Those adventures usually turned out to be something like finding a rock I painted gold down by the river just so I could see her smile. She was my girl and had been since we were born. Neither of our parents were great people. They belong to a religious community where the leader rules every aspect of our lives. Still, for all its faults, it's a peaceful community. Our parents follow every rule, including beating their kids into submission. Well, that was my parents' way. Ophelia just had to deal with her parents' neglect. If she were dealing with the abuse, like I was, there would be no way I could leave her behind… but I have to. Ophelia has always been the perfect girl. The best and brightest in our small school class. She counsels the younger girls, always volunteering to help anyone and everyone. She is loved by all, but none love her as much as I do. Which is the exact reason I have to leave. I can't let my doubts infect her. I can’t rock her faith. She clings to it, especially when she’s not clinging to me. If she knew the thoughts and confusing feelings I have going through my mind, she would hate me, and be disgusted with me. So maybe that's it. Maybe I’m just taking the coward's way out by leaving a goodbye note in this tree instead of doing this face-to-face. Still, I knew what would happen if I tried to tell her goodbye in person. She would ask to go with me or beg me to stay. Her whole life is this community, the kids, the church. My life, my future, is not here. It's somewhere far from the hypocrisy, the judgment, and the condemnation that runs rampant in this community. I’ve had trouble fitting into this community my whole life. I was never one to follow the rules, mainly because even when I did, I got a beating for it anyway, so what's the fun in that? It was more than that, though. I never understood the teachings. They preach love and kindness, acceptance of thy neighbors… but what they mean is acceptance