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  Blaze’s Mark

  Devil’s Riot MC Originals Book 3

  E.C. Land

  Contents

  Available Now

  Coming Soon

  Acknowledgments

  Playlist

  DRMC Originals

  War Within

  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

  Epilogue

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 1

  Blaze’s Mark

  This book is a work of fiction. The names, characters, places, and incidents are all products of the author's imagination and are not to be construed as real. Any resemblances to persons, organizations, events, or locales are entirely coincidental.

  Blaze’s Mark. Copyright © 2020 by E.C. Land. All rights reserved. No part of this book may be used or reproduced in any manner whatsoever without written permission from the author, except in the case of brief quotations used in articles or reviews. For information, contact E.C. Land.

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  Publisher: Knox Publishing

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  Cover Design by Charli Childs, Cosmic Letterz Cover Design

  Editing by Kim Lubbers, Knox Publishing

  Formatting by E.C. Land, Knox Publishing

  Proofreading by Jackie Ziegler, Knox Publishing

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  By: E.C. Land

  Devil’s Riot MC Series

  Horse’s Bride

  Thorn’s Revenge

  Twister’s Survival

  Cleo’s Rage

  Connors’ Devils

  Hades Pain

  Badger’s Claim

  Burner’s Absolution

  Devil’s Riot MC Originals

  Stoney’s Property

  Owning Victoria

  Dark Lullabies

  A Demon’s Bliss

  Royal Bastards MC (Elizabeth City Charter)

  Cyclone of Chaos

  Anthologies

  Guns Blazing

  Rocked to the Core

  Twisted Steel

  Coming Soon

  By: E.C. Land

  Devil’s Riot MC Originals

  Taming Coyote

  Luna’s Shadow

  Choosing Nerd

  Ranger’s Fury

  Dark Lullabies

  A Demon’s Harmony

  A Demon’s Soul

  A Demon’s Song

  Inferno’s Clutch MC

  Chains’ Trust

  Breaker’s Fuse

  Ryder’s Rush

  Axel’s Promise

  Anthologies

  Twisted Steel: Second Edition

  The Elites

  Stalk me or Follow me on!

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  To my sisters.

  We may not be sisters by blood, but you are all the same.

  To my brothers.

  You have always been my rock no matter what and will continue to be the ones I look up to.

  To my best friend

  For always being there for me to vent and never holding judgement against me no matter how much we agree or disagree.

  Acknowledgments

  My Family – I’ll always be thankful toward my husband as he continues to show his support in my writing. He may tune me out but he at least does what he’s supposed to, let me ramble on and nod his head while looking intrigued with the crazy things I come up with. He sends me music when I need encouragement for what I’m working on. My kids now they are a huge part in everything I do and are constantly asking what I’m working on.

  My Betas – Thank you all for being the first to read the stories as they come to life. It means the world to me. Especially when you all start to get mad when I leave you hanging for a day while I prepare to work on the good stuff. That’s when I know I’m doing something right. And in doing so pushing me to keep going with all the different plots that form in my head. I’m thankful to you all for being ready and willing to read and give your input.

  My Knox Publishing People – You have all become like second family to me, I don’t know what I’d do without you all. You’re all wonderful in your own right and I wouldn’t have it any other way. From encouraging me to keep going when I feel like giving up to kicking my ass when it needs it. The best thing I’m grateful for is when you listen to the different plots and scenarios I come up with.

  Liz and Courtney – I honestly don’t know what I would do without either of you. Both of you are two of my best friends. Working with you not only as Publisher/Boss/Editor but as a friend means more than you know. You allow me to be me and don’t try to change the way I am. Instead, you put up with my dorkiness.

  Kim and Jackie – Thank you for being willing to work with me and not killing me when you get the rough drafts of these books. You two are both amazing and I can’t thank you enough.

  Diane – I couldn’t be more grateful to you. From helping run my page and group to helping me with everything else. I couldn’t do it without you. You’ve also become a great friend and I look forward to us working together.

  Playlist

  Playlist

  Someone You Loved –Mitchell Tenpenny

  One Night Stand – Murphy Elmore

  Empty Grave – Ryan Upchurch

  Creature – Jelly Roll

  The Devil in I – Slipknot

  One More Light – Linkin Park

  Bullet In A Bonfire – Brantley Gilbert

  Back to Life – Skillet

  Everglow – Starset

  Cover Me Up – Morgan Wallen

  Tears Could Talk – Jelly Roll ft. Bailee Ann

  Where The Skies End – Starset

  DRMC Originals

  Character List

  O – Ol’ Lady, C – Child

  Stoney – Prez – Rachel – O

  Horse (Scotty) – Stoney’s – C

  Luca – C

  Corinne – C

  Sebastian – C

  Tracker – VP – Victoria – O

  Jamie – C

  Blaze – Sergeant At Arms – Raven – O

  Coyote – Road Captain

  Bear – Former Road Captain – Momma B – O

  Rage (Travis) – C

  Jane – C (deceased)

  Nerd – Tech

  Shadow – Enforcer

  Ranger – Medic

  Neo – Prospect

  Cane – Prospect

  Trigger Warning

  This content is intended for mature audiences only. It contains material that may be viewed as offensive to some readers, including graphic language, dangerous and sexual situations, murder, rape, and extreme violence.

  War Within

  Look in the mirror

  What do you see

  My eyes just don’t see it

  What do people see in me

  Or is it they see through me

  When I see m
e

  I don’t see it

  Life is different

  Look beyond the exterior

  Nothing is ever the same

  Just find your wings

  Forget the war within

  Fly away and never look back

  Don’t ever stop fighting

  Your soul will survive

  Long as you stand proud

  Never close your eyes

  Against the battle to come

  Everyone has the flight or fight

  It’s only a matter of whether you stand up or not

  Find the peace within the war

  By spreading your wings

  The time has come and gone

  A new day is on the horizon

  ~ E.C. Land

  Prologue

  Blaze

  Age 19

  “Rissa if you can’t knock the H, then I’m taking Laura and you won’t see her again,” I snarl, looking at the vindictive bitch I’d been stupid enough to marry two years ago when I’d gotten her pregnant. How I allowed myself to be blinded to the drugs she was on is beyond me.

  “Don’t even try that shit with me Liam. You don’t even have a house for Laura,” she sneers, cocking her hip with her arms crossed under her breast. I can’t help but wonder what the fuck was wrong with me to want to sink my dick inside this bitch.

  Oh, wait never mind, I know why I thought I was in love with her when I was seventeen. Ended up knocking her up and marrying her to keep the peace with our families. We’d both come from prestigious families. However, with my family it’s riddled with lies and deceit.

  How I share their blood is unreal. At seventeen I did what I thought was right to not only keep the families happy and was blinded by love for a bitch who hid her true self at the time.

  When everything came to light after Laura was born, I was pissed and immediately filed for divorce. I refused to be stuck to a woman who only wanted to live off her daddy’s money. That wasn’t the worst of it to send me straight to the lawyers. No, it was the day I came home to find her in bed with my own fuckin’ father. Plastic baggies scattered on the floor and a needle was laid on the dresser.

  Laura thankfully had been asleep.

  “Bullshit Rissa, you know I have my own place. Or did you forget? Seems every time it’s my turn to get my daughter you can’t remember this shit. Either get yourself clean or lose Laura. Either way I’m filing for primary custody. And this time I’ll fuckin’ win. Don’t think you can use your daddy’s money or suck my father's dick to win. My lawyer is ready for the fight if need be.” I want nothing more than to just have this woman out of my life.

  “Liam don’t make me laugh.” If she rolled her eyes any further, they’d roll right out of her head.

  “Rissa I’m not playing. Now give me Laura and you can get her back next week when it’s your week. I’m tired of playing this game,” I growl.

  “Well she’s not here right now. Mom has her and I’m picking her up in an hour. It’s not my fault you're always early,” she says, venomously.

  “Court papers say six p.m., no other times listed. I’m here at six Rissa. I’ll just go get her from your mom’s house myself,” I snap.

  “No, you won’t. You do not have my permission to get her from my mother’s house. I said I’d get her now move out of my way and I’ll be on my way,” she demands putting her hands-on my chest to shove her way past me. “Give me fifteen minutes and I’ll be back with her.”

  “Fine,” I grumble, even though in the pit of my stomach I know I should follow behind and grab my daughter from Rissa’s mom.

  Heading back to my truck, I climb in to wait. I pull my phone out to send my best friend, Tracker, a text message letting him know what’s going on.

  Tracker’s not only my best friend, he’s my club brother. I knew when we were kids, I wanted to join the Devil’s Riot MC. So, when I turned eighteen, I started prospecting. I’d already been hanging around the club long enough considering Tracker always brought me around and his father was like the dad I always wanted.

  Tapping my fingers against the steering wheel column, I begin to grow more anxious as I wait for Rissa to get back with my daughter.

  When fifteen minutes came and passed, I knew I should have followed. At least then I would have Laura with me now. Pissed I start the engine and turn the truck in the direction of Rissa’s parents’ house. Right before I get there, I’m stopped by police saying there’s been an accident. He told me to turn around and wait.

  Glancing around, I can see in the distance a car smashed down into a guard rail on the other side of the bridge. If I’m not mistaken there’s a piece of metal going straight through the middle of the windshield. Squinting, I realize whose vehicle it is, and my heart stops beating.

  “Sir, you need to get back in your vehicle,” the officer orders as I get out.

  Ignoring his demand, I raced past officers and emergency personnel. I needed to get to my daughter. I know she’s in that vehicle.

  “Sir you need to get back,” a firefighter says stepping in front of me.

  “That’s my daughter in the car, I'm not going anywhere until I have her in my arms,” I snap, trying to get past him.

  “I’m sorry to be the one to have to tell you this, but neither of the victims survived.” At the fireman’s words my world crashed around me. Glancing around him, what I see will haunt me for the rest of my life.

  Collapsing to the ground, I scream in pain as my heart dies along with my little girl. My baby girl, the only one who has ever truly brought light into my life. And just like that a vindictive bitch stole her from me.

  It’s right then and there that I swear to never let another woman in my heart. At least then I know my heart will be protected from further pain.

  1

  Raven

  Present Day

  No. No. No.

  Please tell me I didn’t do what I think I did. Groaning in my sleep I go to roll out of the bed, but I couldn’t. All thanks to the arm holding me against a solid chest that belongs to the most insufferable man I know.

  Blaze.

  Memories from last night hit me with a force that makes me want to find a cave and crawl inside it. Please tell me we didn’t.

  Squeezing my eyes shut the night plays on repeat.

  “I can’t believe you did that to me. Who do you think you are, asshole?” I scream, pushing against Blaze’s chest. I’d already had several margaritas and maybe two or three shots of tequila. Okay so I’d had four shots of it. What can I say, I have a weakness for my 1800 Tequila.

  I’m going to blame the tequila for my brazen attitude toward Blaze. Sure, I’m a smart ass, a bitch, and full of attitude. I know it and I’ll own it, but when it comes to Blaze something about him always gets to me and I end up usually clamming up because if I speak to him I normally am not this bold.

  Unfortunately for him I’d had just enough to drink to stand up to him. I’m over him constantly running my dates off every time I have one. He’s done this ever since him and I slept together. Only whenever I’ve been at the clubhouse with Vi, he’s constantly got a clubwhore in his lap.

  Damn asshole.

  “Believe it Little Bird. I’m not gonna sit here and watch you prance your tight little ass around a bar in front of me with some other dickhead,” Blaze snaps as he wraps his arm around my waist.

  God, why does being in his arms have to feel so damn good?

  Because you want him to fuck you against the wall and then continue throughout the night.

  Nope, no you don’t. He’s a jerk, stop thinking of him fucking you.

  “Jerk you weren’t even here when my date and I walked in. Besides if you haven’t noticed it’s a free fuckin’ country, I can do whatever the hell I want. Now let me go before I knee you in the balls.” Or drop to my knees and suck your dick all the way to the back of my throat the way I’ve dreamed about.

  Damnit stop thinking about his dick. Stupid tequila, this is what it d
oes to me.

  “Doesn’t matter if I was here first or not. I’m not gonna sit here and watch what’s mine being mauled by some other prick.” I’m fuming at his words now.

  His? I think not.

  How dare he.

  “You're unbelievable. I’m not yours Blaze. Now let go of me and go fuck one of the cumbuckets at the clubhouse,” I say grinding my teeth together.

  “Not happening. I’m good right here. Better yet, let’s get out of here and go somewhere to have more fun in private,” he grins.

  “I’m not going anywhere with you. I’m not your wife nor am I anything else.” I protest as he starts to pull me toward the exit to the bar.

  “We’ll see about that,” he mutters.

  The rest of it’s kind of a blur as it races through my mind. As one part comes forward my eyes pop open. Holding my left hand up, my eyes widen.

  Damnit.

  I’d hoped that didn’t happen.

  I feel like I’m in a fuckin’ Hangover movie where they have to figure out what happened the night before.