SURVIVING SAVANNAHGODS OF CHAOS MOTORCYCLE CLUB Honey Palomino COPYRIGHT © 2021 HONEY PALOMINO ALL RIGHTS RESERVED WORLDWIDE No part of this book may be reproduced in any form or by any electronic or mechanical means without permission from the author. This is a work of fiction. All names, characters, events, locations and incidences are either the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to persons, living or dead, events or locales is entirely coincidental. This book is for entertainment purposes only. This book contains mature content and is intended for adults only. Cover Design by Ivy Hover - Digital Marketing + Branding Created with Vellum Contents Prologue Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7 Chapter 8 Chapter 9 Chapter 10 Chapter 11 Chapter 12 Chapter 13 Chapter 14 Chapter 15 Chapter 16 Chapter 17 Chapter 18 Chapter 19 Chapter 20 Chapter 21 Chapter 22 Chapter 23 Chapter 24 Chapter 25 Chapter 26 Chapter 27 Chapter 28 Chapter 29 Chapter 30 Chapter 31 Chapter 32 Chapter 33 Chapter 34 Chapter 35 Chapter 36 Chapter 37 Chapter 38 Chapter 39 Chapter 40 Chapter 41 Chapter 42 Chapter 43 Chapter 44 Chapter 45 Chapter 46 Chapter 47 Chapter 48 Chapter 49 Chapter 50 Chapter 51 Chapter 52 Chapter 53 Chapter 54 Epilogue About the Author Untitled Prologue “Our dead are never dead to us, until we have forgotten them.” ~George Eliot Orbs of amber glowed in the darkness, slowly blinking at me from just outside of my shattered car window. Little piles of fire sputtered and danced behind them on the ground. I’d seen those eyes before, long ago — in happier times, younger times. “Oliver?” I tried to whisper, my cracked words dissolving into a ragged cough that sent agonizing pain ripping through my brain. The fear I’d felt moments ago slowly dissolved, replaced by the white-hot numbness of my broken body. The owl stared back at me, my own helplessness reflected in his huge eyes. What now? I wondered. Death was merely a breath away, I was certain of this fact. My eyes fluttered, as if my spirit was warning me that the end was near. The life I’d led was full and happy, if lonely and sad at times. If this was the end, so be it. I’d loved with all my heart, and that was all that mattered. My only regret is not saving that girl. I’d tried so hard… As I waited for the end to arrive, a slow smile spread across my face, the sound of my tires spinning echoing through the cold, Savannah night. Everything was going to be alright. The smoke from my destroyed engine billowed up into the darkness like a ghost, like a promise from the other side. I knew I wouldn’t be alone. Time passed, maybe minutes, maybe hours, and my racing heartbeat slowed to a crawl. I stared up at the glowing moon, in awe of the fact that she’d always been there for me. Even now, in the violent, bloody end, she watched calmly. She’d seen everything tonight. She’d heard the conversation that I’d heard. She knew the gristly plan. And now, we’d both die without being able to do anything about it. The crunch of boots approached, and then a knee appeared on the ground outside. A man grunted in pain as he knelt down and peered into my window. Pushing away a twinge of fear, I turned my head to face the end full on. “Cherry? Cherry, baby, are you okay?” At the sound of my name, my eyes crashed into the past. “Doc?” I cried, my voice cracking again. “Cherry, baby.” He beamed pure light into my soul with his wise old eyes. “It’s so damned good to see you, sweet mama!” “Doc,” I replied weakly, my eyes fluttering again, my heart filling with the joy of his love, the love I’d carried inside of me everyday since he’d been gone rising to the surface once more. I yearned to fling myself into his arms, but I couldn’t move. “Alright, Cherry, we’re going to get you out of there, okay?” He flashed me a reassuring grin. “Don’t move.” “I think…” The words ripped from my lungs like razors, taking every ounce of strength I possessed to push out. “I’m dying.” “Dying?” Doc laughed, shaking his head. “No way, babe, you’re going to be just fine. You stay with me, okay? You might have a scar or two, but you know I think scars are sexy.” He winked, and it was like a firecracker exploded in my chest. I’d never loved another man the way I loved him. It had been so long… “Doc, I love —.” Once again, my words erupted in coughs, a thick hot liquid pouring from my mouth. Doc’s fist broke through the shattered window, reaching in and squeezing my hand. “I love you, too, Cherry,” he whispered, his words caressing my soul like the sweetest honey, his eyes melting away into the darkness. Chapter 1 GRACE A smile a mile wide stretched across my face as I watched Sadie giggle as Slade twirled her around in his arms. He’d been doing it since she was born, and now, anytime she saw him, she’d run up to him, arms outstretched, crying, “Twirl, twirl, twirl!” It was one of only a handful of words she knew but it was quickly becoming her favorite. As was Slade. Outside of me and Ryder, Sadie couldn’t get enough of him. His childlike playfulness was right up her alley and they’d become fast friends over the last few years. Watching him spin her around, her hair flying out around her beaming face, her little girl laugh bubbling up from deep inside her little belly as she became dizzier and dizzier, was just about the cutest thing I’d ever seen. Ryder’s deep chuckle behind me announced his arrival and as his arms wrapped around my waist, I leaned back into him, closing my eyes and counting my blessings. I did that every day now. My life now, the one I lived with the Gods of Chaos, was a far cry from how it started out and I couldn’t have been more grateful. Fate had led me here, to Ryder’s arms, to the immense satisfaction I felt by doing good work everyday, to the love shining in our daughter’s eyes. And I thanked the universe everyday that our destiny played
