Tales of the Huntsville Mayors #18- Circles Within Circles
You are the manager of the hated team in the eastern conference, possibly unseating the bikers for the league's hatred.
Tales of the Huntsville Mayors #15- Mayor May Knots
The wolf put up similar numbers in limited minutes against the deep reserves of the bikers, and vincent knew that her real test would be up against the team that did not extend his contract in the off-season.
In The Doghouse: Chapter Three
There had to be at least thirty of them, and idle conversation could be heard between the bikers as they dismounted, pulling off their helmets.
(Dream Journal) Have You Seen Zack?
Soon a motorcycle zoomed off a ramp into my area as the biker yelled at the people below. "i'm here! don't go startin' without me!" (skkkiiiirrrrtt!) the wheels of the bike screeched as he turned to a stop. "zack!"
Those Bygone Dog-Star Days - Chapter 1 of 37
Inside my alarm droned ever louder and three stories down birds rose to start their morning songs amongst joggers and bikers and other early morning risers. fuck the morning and these early birds. this wolf needs sleep.
In The Doghouse: Chapter Nine
Hardcore as they were, most of the bikers were just regular guys with regular jobs.
Names Long Lost - S
The young biker continued to sit quietly, staring at the faint outline of the city, entirely unmoving. unclear thoughts stirred within his head. he wasn't sure if the thoughts were his or someone else's.
Intro - Unrequited Lovers
He was wearing a black short-sleeve overcoat with tight jeans and combat boots, along with black fingerless biker gloves. a cute affectionate couple past by him, totally oblivious, and as they past him, the male's head came clean off.
Waking
"bikers against child abuse," barton said, with something like pride. "these fine furs live up t' their charter - 'breakin' th' chains o' child abuse.'
renes pool hall days part 1
She glared across the room at the bikers and was almost growlign when she yelled, "momma! give me the key to your desk!" renee laughed as thier mother stuck her head up over the bar-top. "hell! cat. what have i told you about yelling in the pub."
Childhood Nostalgia
"oh, right, you're going to join a lesbian biker gang and let me be their boytoy servant. beats retail, i guess." patty guffaws as mark scratches the skin on his forearm. "yeah, it does beat retail, office boy... but there would be other benefits...
The First Warning Part 1
Pfft, sure, i wouldn't care much as i stepped onto the carcass and confronted the biker, all long-haired with beard and mustache. biker: man... that cloak looks like baghdad... so's your face. hit the road!!!