Authors: Jaxson Kidman
OUTLAW KING
OUTLAW KING
JAXSON KIDMAN
CONTENTS
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Outlaw King
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
A Note from Jaxson
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I’m thrilled that we get to do this again. Outlaw King is a really special novel for me. Believe it or not but this was the first idea I had when it came to bringing the Reaper’s Bastards to life. You know how I write by now… there’s pieces of me and my life in this book. It’s an honor to bring this story to life. I hope you enjoy. Please make sure to grab my other novels - Hard Knox and Slam Her.
See you on the other side.
- Jax
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OUTLAW KING
To survive, I’ll have to turn my back on my club – to save her, I’ll have to give my life
By the time Lindsey went from a mouth full of braces to a smiling beauty I was already knee deep in the outlaw world. But that didn’t stop us from exploring everything wild and dangerous we were feeling. I took her to the edge and back, leaving her with an understanding that no man could ever replace me.
Here’s the thing – I get a shot at fixing a part of my past, so I take it. The result puts me behind bars and on death row. Looks like my days are numbered. That is, until I get offered a deal that any man would take. I get a taste of freedom and I go right back right back to only thing I know – Lindsey’s perfect and heavenly curved body. Now I’m stuck between protecting my club, saving my woman, and facing my date with the reaper.
This is what happens when you fall into the outlaw world way too young… not to mention falling in love.
1
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A
LONG
FUCKING
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M
Y BROTHER
T
ITO
sat on the bed holding a guitar with a cigarette hanging from his mouth. He was jamming something, loud, obnoxious, and I stood in the doorway like I had been let backstage at the biggest concert in the world.
When my big bro saw me, he stopped playing. The guitar squealed with feedback as he leaned forward and killed the power to the amplifier. He spun the guitar around and dropped it to his bed.
There was a girl in his bed.
I could see her naked shoulder and back. My eyes were locked to her for a second, cashing in every birthday wish I had collected over the years, wanting her to pop up so I could see her topless.
Tito must have sensed what I was thinking because he reached with his left hand and touched the girl’s back, keeping her down and asleep.
I don’t know what she had been doing to make her sleep that sound. Maybe it was just hanging out with my cool big bro that did it. He always had girls. It was amazing. He rode a motorcycle, got into bar fights, won them all, played guitar, and loved girls. He was everything I wanted to become in life.
Except… I had this one problem.
A girl problem.
“What is it, my man?” Tito asked.
“I got a letter in the mail today,” I said. “From Lindsey.”
“Lindsey? That the girl that’s up in the development?”
“Yeah, her. Her Aunt Jane has that new guy. Well, they’re married. But he bought that house for her, you know? And… he says she can’t be near me. For the entire summer. I got to wait until school starts…”
“Ah, damn, my man,” Tito said. He slid to the edge of the bed. “Aunt Jane, huh? She’s that hot one. I remember her. In her stick shift Jeep. Cruising around with the doors off, that hair of hers blowing all around. Oh, damn, I’m getting all worked up over here.”
“Tito…”
He grabbed my shoulder. “I’m fucking around, man. What do you want from me?”
“What do I do about this?” I asked. “I can’t imagine not seeing her for the summer.”
“You really like her, huh?”
“Do you really like her?” I asked and pointed to the girl in Tito’s bed.
He grinned. Then he whispered, “I liked her this morning. Last night. What do you want from me, little bro? Want me go up to the house and beat that guy up?”