Killer (The Satan Sniper's Motorcycle Club book 5)

Sienna

10 years later

To my Darlin’ Sin

Love was something I thought was never meant for a man like me. But since that day you stole my bagel and sat on my table, I knew that I was wrong.

You walked into my life like a guardian angel with devil wings, and each time you left a piece of my soul left with you. My love, I know, was not an easy ride; it was dark and suffocating, but I always told you, genuine love is never smooth on the crevice, it’s jagged, filled with a kaleidoscope of colors. I was a bit too jagged, and parts of me spilt onto you.

I have watched you these past 6 years, walk into my life only to leave a bit tainted each time. But like all soul mates, you found your way home to me.

And maybe it was my selfishness that caused all of this. My desire to be loved by you, turned into a cruel obsession and I hurt you. I’ve never wanted to have to do this, but I am afraid that a coward is always that, a coward.

I have left you, and I know upon my leave, you would hate me, but I rather you hate me so much that you jump in your car and leave, with no intention of ever coming back. I have never been a man of many words, but Sienna, I love you with all I am, and even in death I will love you with the piece of what’s left. Take care of him and love him for both of us.

Yours always and forever

Gabriel

how the person you took so long to love could become the one you took one look at and hated. All that

my death in

unlikeliest way I would die. I was so scared of heights

some serious Sienna tantrum. So he

ended up either on a boat, in a car, or staying behind. So dying by falling off a cliff, building or

eaten by a shark was an impossibility since I didn't skirt the ocean’s waters regularly on any basis. I kept to the safe parts of the beach and mostly just

most of my life in a small stuck-up town called Liston Hills designed solely for the wealthiest people and their rich stuck up kids. They never saw me walking on the road, besides the distance it took me to get to my motorbike or

lot of cake and my ass showed just how much of it I ate. Running until my limbs fell apart? It was a possibility. I ran a lot, that however did not show anywhere on my body. Maybe getting killed was the best option. That happened a lot to me,

the last 28 years of my existence, I have imagined every likely way I could die. Old age, not one of them because I knew death wanted me sooner. I was too wild not to

because I was naïve and dumb enough to fall in love with my cousin’s half-brother and trusted

could have every time I sat down to read a fiction book. Not only was he incapable of love, but he had one obsession and that obsession was one of the very few people in the world I

The infamous trouble maker, the girl so bad that she gets chased out of her town in the middle of the night