Taming The Biker

Copyright Copyright © 2023 by Glenna Maynard All rights reserved. No portion of this book may be reproduced in any form without written permission from the publisher or author, except as permitted by U.S. copyright law. ISBN: 9798387998577 Contents Dedication Taming The Biker 1. Chapter One 2. Chapter Two 3. Chapter Three 4. Chapter Four 5. Chapter Five 6. Chapter Six 7. Chapter Seven 8. Chapter Eight 9. Chapter Nine 10. Chapter Ten 11. Chapter Eleven 12. Chapter Twelve 13. Chapter Thirteen 14. Chapter Fourteen 15. Chapter Fifteen 16. Chapter Sixteen 17. Chapter Seventeen 18. Chapter Eighteen 19. Chapter Nineteen 20. Chapter Twenty 21. Chapter Twenty-one Dear Reader, Playlist Acknowledgments About Glenna Available Now Dedication To my readers who love the asshole men I write about. This is for you. ROYAL BASTARDS CODE HONESTY : Never LIE, CHEAT, or STEAL from another member or the club. PROTECT: The club and your brothers come before anything else and must be protected at all costs. CLUB is FAMILY. RESPECT: Earn it & Give it. Respect club law. Respect the patch. Respect your brothers. Disrespect a member and there will be hell to pay. HONOR: Being patched in is an honor, not a right. Your colors are sacred, not to be left alone, and NEVER let them touch the ground. OL’ LADIES: Never disrespect a member’s or brother’s Ol’Lady. PERIOD. CHURCH: is MANDATORY. LOYALTY: Takes precedence over all, including well-being. Royal Bastards MC: Charleston, WV Series Reading Order The Biker’s Kiss Lady & The Biker Tempting The Biker Keeping The Biker The Biker’s Lucky Charm Taken by The Biker Bewitching The Biker The Biker’s Cherry Claiming the Biker The Biker’s Baby Loving The Biker The Biker’s Bunny Taming The Biker Trusting The Biker Taming The Biker E mber Moving in with my brother and his roommate, Smoke, is my first mistake. Getting involved with a biker is bad choice number two. Hiding the relationship is the third strike in a series of poor choices. My brother has made it clear that I’m to stay away from the Royal Bastards MC. Only when it comes to Smoke, I can’t resist him. He makes me want to play with fire no matter how deep the burn will be when we’re over. My affiliation with the club puts a target on my back. When danger strikes, Smoke vows to protect my body, but what about my stupid heart? Smoke After the end of a bitter marriage, I’m done with relationships. Hit’em and quit’em is the name of my game. I have no shame. I’m a player. Entering into a friends with benefits agreement with Ember on the down low is the perfect set up for a guy like me. No strings. No attachments. No catching feelings. I’m a bastard who can’t be tamed. But when an enemy threatens her, all bets are off. Taming The Biker is book 13 of the Royal Bastards Charleston, WV series and reads as a standalone. However, for best enjoyment, the series should be read in order. Chapter One “Well, girl. Today is the day,” my father tells me as he finishes his morning coffee and reading the local newspaper. His eyes scan the headlines never missing a beat or lifting to acknowledge me other than giving his orders. Indeed, I mutter the word in my subconscious. This is the day. Only not the one he thinks it will be. My eighteenth birthday. How I have counted down the day. “Your Ma has her dress laid out for ya. Soon as you’re ready, I’ll drive you to the church.” Glancing over her shoulder from her spot at the kitchen sink, one hand on a plate, the smile she wears doesn’t reach her eyes. “The girls set up a small reception after. Sharon baked you a cake.” The eggs I consumed moments ago threaten to reappear on my plate as my gut burns. “Willie Gullet will make you a fine husband.” They’ll have to kill me first. Taking a sip of orange juice, I wash the bile back down. “I need to shower. Will you do my hair real pretty like yours, Momma?” She nods. I get my long thick hair from her. When she was younger, my mother was a total Betty. Looking at her now with her constant scowl and dull eyes, you’d never imagine it. “May I be excused?” “Don’t take too long. We only have the church for an hour.” That’s my father. All business. Gruff. Not a single emotion that he’s about to give his only daughter away to a predator. “Of course,” I reply, mustering my fake enthusiasm. I’m about as excited to get married as someone receiving the news they have a terminal disease and weeks to live. Spineless, my mother returns to her task. She knows that Willie Gullet is a disgusting pervert who will beat and rape me as my father has her since she married him at sixteen. I won’t doom myself to her fate. Suffering a loveless marriage. Bearing children to a man I consider a monster. There’s only one thing I can do. I’ve been planning this since I was thirteen and Willie started showing up for dinner and sitting beside me at the table. I clear my plate and kiss my mother’s temple. “I love you,” I whisper, choked up. I’ll never see her again after this. My father will never allow it. I know this because she’s had no contact with my brother since he left home. He tried to see her a few times when our father was out of the house and each time she turned him away, but not before he told me where to find him the day I was ready to leave. He’s not been back since. That was at least six years ago. I can only hope he’s still there. On my bed lays my mother’s wedding dress. White—high on the neck, covered in lace. Heaven forbid she showed a sliver of