River's Keeper E-Book

Shan R.K

• Herausgeber: Shan R.K
• Sprache: Englisch
• Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2023

Beschreibung

A story about a girl finding a father, and a woman finding a man to call her home.

Hannah - "The day I met River I knew I wanted him. How could I not, and for one night I had him. I thought he wanted me too but he didn't. He told me he wanted his past. She was also his future and me?
I was the weak moment. River hurt me that day but I blamed myself because I let him."

River - "Hannah Evans was forgettable, a complication I didn't need nor want. I went back to Kanla to face my past and find Beggar, never thought killing a frog will lead me to my future. I thought I knew what I wanted, but I forgot why I didn't take it when I had a chance. Now Hannah hates me, but not for long. She once told me we all had a keeper, I found mine.

"She was forgettable, why couldn't I stay away?"

While the Satan Sniper's MC hunt for a missing Beggar, tension rises as they get closer to finding her. River must decide where his loyalty lies. Faced with his oath to National and keeping the Kanla Chapter United an old enemy lurks in the misty waters of Kanla. Will the national Sergeant-at-arms unite the club in time to bath in the blood of their enemies? Or will Beggars departure be the ultimate weapon against them!

Leseprobe

Copyright © 2019 Shan R.K

2nd Edition

All rights reserved. This is a work of fiction from the Author’s imagination. No part of this book may be reproduced, scanned or distributed in any manner without written permission from the author except in the case of brief quotations for reviews or fan-made articles. Any names resembling any living person is purely coincidental.

Cover by Desynger

Photographs: Pixabay

Graphics: B.E.G

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Table of Contents

Title Page

Copyright Page

Acknowledgements

For the full experience:

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Epilogue

Note From Author

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Acknowledgements

Firstly, I would like to say to my kid, that maybe you are too small to read mommas books right now but when you do open it just know, my words are written for you. There is love out there, kiddo. My love for you never dims, never fades, and has no limit.

A huge thank you goes out to Lauren for always making me laugh. Pushing me to finish this book while my life tumbles out of control.

Gary and Swallow who took me on a ride of my life while introducing me to a shit load of bikers. Tyrone for the help with the action scene.

And a thank you to Juan for answering a ton of questions.

And mostly a special thank you to all my email subscribers. You guys inspire me to keep moving, even when I can’t get up.

For all of you who search for a keeper.

“She was forgettable, why couldn’t I stay away.”

For the full experience:

Tin man -

Miranda Lambert

Love me or leave me – Dustin Lynch

Jolene – Mylie Cyrus (The backyard session)

Ain’t no sunshine – Shawn James

Chase Rice – Ready Set Roll

Halo – Beyonce (Jasmine Thompson version)

Florida Georgia Line – H.O.L.Y

Chris Stapleton – Tennessee Whiskey

Carrie Underwood – Dirty Laundry

Jonathan Roy – Keeping Me Alive

Luke Combs – When it Rains it pours

Brett Young – Like I love you

Maren Morris – I could use a love song

Eli young Band – Crazy Girl

Lewis Capaldi – Rush ft. Jessie Reyes

Kip Moore – She's mine

Ashley McBryde – One night standards

Prelude

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Growing up life was good, simple. I took it for granted. 

Why not right? I had a stay at home mom and two older brothers. I was the baby and my family treated me as one.

My dad was an electrician for a machine repair company, 10 miles from Laurelhurst, our suburban homestay.

We were never rich, neither were we hurting for cash. I never wore thrift store clothing. Nor did I have to eat the same food two days in a row. Overall life was good. 

I know it now, but then I didn't have a clue. Then, life was normal. I never knew things any other way. I was young like that. Naïve.

I attended a public school like most kids in Laurelhurst. Graduating top of my class, I was the first in my family to get accepted into Harvard University. Yes, I was going to do my first-year pre-med. I wanted to be a neurosurgeon. I was ambitious, filled with goals and dreams.

It's amazing how life seems to be going so great, those sleepless nights finally paying off. Because I can tell you, that when you're flying high you feel invincible. I did, and it was the best feeling I ever had.

My brothers attended Washington State, not far from home. Ridge finished his degree in accounting, and Freddy was already a hard-working electrical engineer for a local company. Both my brothers married young. Freddy divorced Celeste a year after they’d tied the knot. He kept insisting she was insane and mom agreed. Freddy had never been happier than the day he signed those papers.

My eldest brother Ridge was six years into his marriage and a proud father of twin girls, Alison and Stacy. Add in a wife that practically took out his socks when he got home from work, Ridge felt like he was king.

He hardly ever came home but mom and dad didn't mind. They believed that no news meant good news. I think they were just tired of having such a noisy house and wanted peace. My parents liked their quiet time.

And me? I was soon to be a student at Harvard. Life was looking up for me. And with my parents who considered the possibility and two brothers who were thrilled I got accepted, I had enough money to pay for the books I needed. It was the only part my scholarship wasn’t going to cover.

The world felt touchable and mine for the taking. I was ready to spread my wings and leave my mark on my country. And before I knew it, I was in Cambridge, Massachusetts attending Harvard University.

The first year went on by faster than I thought. I didn't make it home until Christmas. My short breaks were spent studying for extra credits and working at the Sleeve, an upper-class five-star restaurant in the City. I was too exhausted to do anything else. 

My personal life was zero to negative one. I was a nineteen-year-old Harvard student with no boyfriend and one friend if I counted my teddy-bear I won at the fair last fall. I wasn't refined enough for the rich kids, not smart enough for the geeks and not serious enough to hang with the other scholarship kids.

It was unacceptable to just be me, I guess. It was the main reason I got the job and focused on my studies.