It’s only spying if you get caught. So don’t get caught. – Nan“Girl, if you’re going to stand there and watch, you should tell us what’s going on.” Nan told Angel. Angel stood at the corner of the window watching her dad and Taz. Gran sat on the bright red couch amused at the two women. Her granddaughter hid herself with the dark gray blackout curtains, peeking through a small spot between the curtain and the wall. The young Spaniard was entertaining herself with the electric recliner. “He’s holding her hands, and kissing them.” She said a little dreamily and then her voice hardened. “Asshole better be begging for fucking mercy.”“I think he plans to beg for a very long time.” Nan said over her coffee mug.“Mother fucker. She looks like she’s going to cry.”Mel said something in Spanish about Angel&rsqu

I love my phone. All my favorite people live inside it. – PriscillaTaz and her entourage flew halfway across the country on Thursday. This would be the first time that she was not the opening fight. She was not the main event yet. But she was still quickly moving up the ranks. As usual, Priscilla took pictures and posted them to social media. All week she had been posting pictures hinting that something big was coming. A close up of a pink rose. A fork on a plate with cake crumbs. A motorcycle tire. Rainbow lace. Every day, there was a new picture. Every day, people were guessing what was going to happen. So far, no one had guessed that Taz would be getting married. As she saw the other competitors, Priscilla told them that they were invited to the wedding. Most stated that they will be unable to attend on such short notice, which was expected. She then provided a physical address if they would like to se

I always cry at weddings. It’s practice for when I have to let go of my little pretties. – MollyTaz looked at herself in the full-length mirror one more time. Celeste had done up her hair in a fancy up do with lots of swirls and curls. Her rainbow hair had little rhinestone Bobbie pins holding it in place. No one even thought about suggesting a veil, and she was grateful, but she did have a small tiara sitting on top of her head. The dress was an ivory satin halter with a low cut back. The skirt was straight and had a slit going all the way to her waist. When she moved, the slit opened and revealed a lace ombre rainbow. She had feared that she would be put in heels. Instead, she wore a pair of ivory Doc Martin’s with rainbow laces. The door behind her opened and Riffraff stepped in and closed the door behind him. He wore black jeans, an ivory shirt, his cut and motorcycle boots. He smiled at her as his eye

Sixteen months later Prenup? Why? I came into this marriage with nothing and my wife has all of it. – RiffraffSunday afternoon, the group arrived back at the clubhouse. They were all tired after a late night, early morning and a long flight. Priscilla tossed her overnight bag into the back of the 57 Chevy Bellaire that her sister now drove as they approached the front door. Her bike was parked off to the side and saw her dad’s parked nearby. The other one that she looked for was parked next to Brute. The fact that Leo was here made her smile.As they came into the building, the whole place erupted in cheers. There were several calls for them to see the belt. Taz was a little overwhelmed by the response. The bottom floor was full of brothers from all the local chapters. Angel came over and hugged her tightly. She had moved back home over summer; Mel was waiting for her paperwork to come through for her to begin the immigration process, Celt’s law firm was handling the legal proceedi

Scruffles. I like that one. Can I take him home? – EvieEvie lay in the empty bed looking at the alarm clock, waiting for it to go off. After nearly three years of waking up in an empty bed, she should be used to it. She hated it. Finally, the alarm began to beep and she reached out and turned it off.She tried to keep up with her regular routine that Daniel and Cade had established for her. It had changed slightly after she moved. Stretching at the bottom of the outdoor stairs to her apartment, she put her earbuds in and ran towards the small gym. Once there, she went through her regular workout and then jogged back home. After a quick shower, she dressed in the walk-in closet. Her make up, as usual, was light and natural. Slipping on her black wedges, she looked in the full-length mirror and inspected herself. She stood at five foot four and a half. That half was important when it was what made you taller than one of your other sisters. But with her wedges, she was now an impressiv