Forged: A Devil's Spawn MC Novel - Plot & Excerpts
Nice to meet you…I’m the coach.” - Rotten eCard “Dakota, you got your bag, baby?” I ask my seven-year old daughter while juggling the phone that’s cradled to my ear. I don’t know how women do it some days. All this multitasking shit is for the birds. Looking over at my daughter has me sighing. Sometimes it hurts to look my girls. Like taking a kick to the gut, hurts. It doesn’t help that all three of my baby girls look exactly like their mother, the woman I’ve fucked over more times than I can count either. My girls are tiny little things. Petite, all long, silky blonde hair with big brown eyes that when they’re sad can make me do just about anything. Yeah, I’m a sucker for their crocodile tears and pouts. It also hurts because I know their beauty that could be taken away from me any minute. I’ve took it for granted that they’d always be here, and albeit I was the one who fucked up and caused myself this pain, it doesn’t change the fact that deep down I’m terrified of losing the people who mean the most to me.
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