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Shopping is nothing but pure torture. And I know torture. – DomThe following Saturday Taz walked into the clubhouse gym to find the guys setting up a boxing ring. She had noticed that the equipment had slowly been moved around through out the week, but didn’t ask about it. New padded flooring had been installed and the lighting was replaced. “What are you guys doing?” Taz asked as they hooked the ropes in.“Our consultant suggested that you would like to have a ring here.” Spider told her. “Who’s your consultant?” she asked watching them struggle. She rolled up onto the mat and walked over to manhandle the rope and post into place. “My daughter.” Molly said. “You’ve done that before.”“Some of my first fights required help for setup.”“Where do you want the heavy bags?” Buck asked as some of the guys brought in some boxes.“Ya’ll don’t-" “Talk to your new social media manager.” Molly pointed to his daughter who was directing the guys that were bringing in gallons of paint. “She
Devil’s Saints: Taz Chapter 15: Hiding
Every woman needs a super hero in her life. Cape is optional. – NanWithin days, Priscilla had the gym redone, Taz's wardrobe updated and created a new social media presence. Whatever the hell that meant. The brothers were telling her that she had a lot of followers. Again, whatever the hell that meant. And her picture was almost always being taken. She knew what that meant. It meant she was annoyed. And the questions. Favorite color. Favorite food. Did she always want to be fighter? What got her into it? What did she want to be when she grew up?How did she answer those questions? And answer them without giving away her secret. Her shame. The fact that she did not feel like a real woman. The anger she had literally fought through in the ring. The shame that kept her from telling even those that were closest to her. The secret that only Knuckles and Brute knew. The one thing that she was not sure if even Scrapper knew about her. Taz knocked on Riffraff's door on Thursday night. S
Devil’s Saints: Taz Chapter 16: Round One
No matter how many fights Taz wins, an angry wife scares me more. – KevinThere was another week before her next fight. She had been working with her trainers and she loved being able to focus on nothing more than training. But she wanted to do something for the club. They had done so much for her. She had two sponsors now. They were small, and there was no pay. But the fees for her next few fights were covered. That was all thanks to Priscilla. The fifteen-year-old would call and speak with the company representative. Arrange a meeting. Tell Taz and Toad the details. And once she came over after school, she would ask for details. Whenever the representative asked, they simply said that Priscilla was either in a meeting or an assistant. They never knew that it was a high school student that was setting everything up. Taz walked into the gym to work off some frustration and found Knuckles and Spider in the ring. She knew what to expect from Knuckles. They had thrown punches at each
Devil’s Saints: Taz Chapter 17: Celebration
You ever wonder if the brothers look at the calendar and think, it's Thursday, we should have a party. – CamilleMolly was the one driving them home, and Taz was grateful. The doctor at the fight had treated her injuries and told her to check in with her regular doctor. She had agreed and wondered what his opinion would be if he knew that her regular doctor was now a retired special forces medic who was a physician’s assistant. When Doc wasn’t available, she went to Dom, a dominatrix. And rumored assassin.She had a severe aversion to doctors. An even larger one to hospitals. Too much of her childhood had been spent in one.Tonight’s fight was her first real win. No title or belt. But a real win. Not by points or disqualification, as her previous wins had been. This one was by a KO. She was sore. Bruised. Tender. Excited. Thrilled. Tired.Riffraff woke up Taz as she slept on his shoulder when the SUV pulled to a stop at the gate to the compound. Slowly she sat up and stretched. Then s
Devil’s Saints: Taz Chapter 18: Bathroom Counter
Scrapper, what goes on between them is none of your fucking business. Piss off. – Spider“Are you going to join me?”“Only if you want me to.” Riffraff answered. Biting her lip, Taz contemplated. It was tempting. But she was not sure if she was ready for that yet. If they were in the shower together, she was pretty sure that she knew where it would lead to. “I said no sex until I won. I didn’t win on points tonight. I won.”“You did.” He agreed. “How about a compromise?”“You compromise on sex?”“I compromise on a lot of things. I was raised in a house full of women. I know when to admit defeat.”“Are you admitting defeat?”“You let me taste you, and I’ll call it a win.” He said softly as he undid her belt and jeans. They were pushed down to her knees before he effortlessly lifted her onto the bathroom counter. Kneeling before her, he removed her boots and then her jeans the rest of the way. Movement caused him to look up and see her pulling off her shirt.Standing between her legs
Devil’s Saints: Taz Chapter 19: Miss Reagan
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Devil’s Saints: Taz Chapter 20: Halloween Carnival
Pregnant. That’s what you should be for Halloween. – Michaela to MollyHalloween was a break from training. And just about everything else. A fall carnival had been set up on the empty land across from the compound. It had been started back in the nineties and had grown since then. Now they even had a carnival with rides that would come out, including the petting zoo, clowns and games. Price of admission? One new unwrapped toy or two nonperishable food items. Big bad ass bikers ran a local food bank. And were sponsors of the Toys for Tots and Angel Tree programs. The old ladies convinced the club to take over the local animal rescue. Some of the men complained that it would make them look weak. But they were young. They didn’t remember when so many of them died for no reason other than being Saints. There were some parts that the women didn’t have anything to do with. Or even know about. They all joked about where the bodies were hidden. Very few of the women knew about the pig far
Devil’s Saints: Taz Chapter 21: Bellator
Ding dong. Bellator calling. – ToadTaz looked at her phone and the unknown number. There had been lots of them lately, and not all were robocalls concerned about her car’s extended warranty. Some had been from companies that Priscilla had reached out to. And one was even from a reporter. She had never given an interview before. But, with Brute and Knuckles beside her, she sat down and gave her first press interview. “Hello?” she answered after pulling on one of Riffraff’s shirts. “Miss Jasmine Olson?” came an unfamiliar feminine voice. “This is she.” Closing the door to Riffraff's room behind her, she headed to the stairs in her sweats, t-shirt and crocs. She had not expected to like the weird shoes as much as she did. “Miss Olson, my name is Tabatha Smith, and I’m with Bellator.” Taz stumbled slightly on the stairs but caught herself on the railing. Two brothers also reached out to steady her.“You okay?” the bald one asked quietly. Smiling she nodded and mouthed ‘Thank you.’ H
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