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  Bestselling Author Scarlett Winters.

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  All of these Alpha Males have one thing in common, they all love street racing. They are also the North Side Kings, the Mafia. Illegal street racing and mafia, what more could you want? They all run legit businesses, and are pretty good guys, especially when they find their one and only true love. Follow along as each of the crew’s story gets told. All are HEA and full of heat! All violence is suggested and happens off page.

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  Scarlett

  Copyright 2020 Scarlett Winters

  All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any way or by any means. Including but not limited to recording, photocopying, any electronic methods, without the prior written consent of the publisher. This book is strictly a work of fiction, any references to persons, places or things are all completely fictional.

  Warning: This book is for adult audiences.

  Contents

  Driver

  Chapter 1 - Run Away

  Chapter 2 – Welcome to LA

  Chapter 3 – A New Beginning

  Chapter 4 – The first shift

  Chapter 5- The drive

  Chapter 6 – The race

  Chapter 7 – Late Night Drive

  Chapter 8 – The Night Club

  Chapter 9 – Rivals

  Chapter 10 – Danger

  Chapter 11 – A Fresh Start

  Racer

  Chapter 1 – The Race

  Chapter 2 – Celebration

  Chapter 3 – The Rescue

  Chapter 4 – Dreams

  Chapter 5 – Interrogation

  Chapter 6 – The Crew

  Chapter 7 – The Audition

  Chapter 8 – Open Mic

  Chapter 9 – Overcoming fear

  Jumper

  Chapter 1 – Quiet Sunday

  Chapter 2 – The Setup

  Chapter 3 – Blind date

  Chapter 4 – Saturday night race

  Chapter 5 – Visiting Hours

  Chapter 6 – The Tale of the Accident

  Chapter 7 – The Word Is Out

  Chapter 8 – The Artist

  Chapter 9 – Evening Visit

  Chapter 10 – Overcoming fears

  Surfer

  Chapter 1- In the hospital

  Chapter 2- Taboo Feelings

  Chapter 3- Discharged

  Chapter 4- Message sent

  Chapter 5- Given a chance

  Chapter 6 – Date night

  Chapter 7 – Falling in love

  Chapter 8- The Race

  Chapter 9 – Nightcap

  Chapter 10 – Overthinking

  Chapter 11- The rescue

  Chapter 12- My hero

  Fighter

  Chapter 1 – Thief

  Chapter 2 – The Statement

  Chapter 3 – Roof top drinks

  Chapter 4 – The audition

  Chapter 5 – The Fight

  Chapter 6 – The After Party

  Chapter 7 – Private Dance

  Chapter 8 – Two months later

  Chapter 9 – The Race

  Chapter 10 – International Superstar

  Chapter 11 – The next fight

  Chapter 12 – For the gold

  Chapter 13 – Welcome Home

  Family

  Chapter One ~Angelica~

  Chapter Two ~Vinny~

  Chapter 3 ~Angelica~

  Chapter 4 ~Vinny~

  Chapter 5 ~Angelica~

  Chapter 6 ~Vinny~

  Chapter 7 ~Angelica~

  Chapter 8 ~Vinny~

  Chapter 9 ~Angelica~

  Chapter 10 ~Vinny~

  Chapter 11 ~Angelica~

  Chapter 12 ~Vinny~

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  Scarlett Winters

  Driver

  Chapter 1 - Run Away

  “Ticket for one to Los Angeles please.” Said Octavia to the clerk behind the counter.

  She looked over her shoulder as she waited for the clerk to enter the information in the computer. Octavia had been looking over her shoulder far too much lately. She had broken it off with her boyfriend almost a year ago and he was not about to let her go so easily.

  He had shown up to her apartment uninvited, stopped by her work with flowers, none stop phone calls and text messages. It was a barrage of none stop harassment. If she changed her number, he’d figure out her new number shortly after. He had made it crystal clear that she would never be rid of him. He was going to follow her every move every day for the rest of her life.

  “That will be 249 dollars please.” Said the clerk.

  Octavia gave the clerk her credit card and looked over her shoulder again. It was almost midnight and the last bus to Los Angeles left in 15 minutes.

  She had worn a hoodie and dark sunglasses. Her bedtime was usually 9 PM so she figured sneaking out the back door of her apartment complex and taking a cab to the bus depot should be inconspicuous enough. If he was watching he would not see her escape.

  She took the ticket from the clerk and walked outside to the bus. She walked to the very back so she could watch everyone. The last month of her life had been nothing short of hell. He had blown up her phone with over a thousand messages in one day.

  Even when she changed to a new phone number within 24 hours he had it again and was blowing up her phone again. Because of the non-stop calling, she went to the police, but he hadn’t actually broken the law. He never texted anything violent or hateful, just how much he loved her and missed her. It was creepy.

  She couldn’t sleep properly as she was always wondering if he would somehow get into her apartment. She had the locks changed when he refused to give the keys to her apartment back.

  She felt the bus move as it pulled away from the depot slowly. It had moved all but ten feet before it came to an abrupt stop. Her heart skipped a beat as the front door opened. An elderly man walked onto the bus and Octavia realized she was holding her breath in anticipation of who the next passenger would be.

  Octavia let out a big sigh. She was a nervous wreck. She pulled out her phone and looked at it. 347 unread messages, 126 unread emails, and 54 missed calls. She knew they were all from him. Closing the book on her life in Virginia and going as far away as she could to start a brand new chapter. She didn’t want to look back. In fact, she would do anything to erase the last two years of her life. Forget her over-controlling and narcissistic boyfriend and all the emotional pain he had inflicted on her.

  The bus pulled away as she stared blankly out the window. The lights of the city fading as the bus found the highway. Darkness filled her window. She closed her eyes and prepared for a long three-day journey on the bus.

  Chapter 2 – Welcome to LA

  It was 9 PM when Octavia walked off the bus and grabbed her suitcase. She walked to the street curb where she was going to try and hail a cab when a car raced passed her. For a split second she locked eyes with the driver.

  “Holy smokes!” she said, a bit shaken.

  A couple of seconds later another car raced by, followed by two more cars. They raced by her so fast that all she could recognize of the cars were their colors. And even that she wasn’t sure of.

  She saw a cab approaching as she waved her arm in the air to grab its attention. The cab pulled over and she got in.

  “Where to ma’am?” asked the driver.

  “The closest motel, please.” as she replied softly while looking out the window.

  The driver started the meter and pulled away. There was a Travelodge not far from the bus depot. The driver pulled into the front driveway.

  “That will be 12.50.” He said.

  Octavia reached into her purse and pulled out 15 dollars.

  “Thank you! Keep the change.” she said as she grabbed her suitcase and stepped out of the cab.

  She stood in the driveway and looked at the front doors for a moment. She then looked over her shoulders and surveyed her surroundings before walking into the Motel.

  “I’d like a single room, please.” Octavia said to the front counter clerk.

  “Certainly!” was the reply.

  Octavia handed over her driver’s license and credit card and waited while the clerk entered the details into the computer.

  “Will you be staying in the room alone?” She asked.

  Her mind flashed to her ex. Her heart skipped a beat and causing her to look over her shoulder one more time.

  “Y-Yes,” she stuttered.

  “Very well. That will be 89 dollars for the night. We will put a 200 dollar hold on your credit card until you check out. This is a non-smoking and no pet room.” Explained the clerk.

  She handed a one-page form to Octavia.

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; “Please sign here and, if you are driving, enter the plate number below.” She added, pointing to the paper.

  “I don’t have a car,” Octavia said as she signed the form.

  “Excellent. Here is your card for room 117. If you walk down that hall there it will be about halfway down on your right-hand side.” She said pointing to the hall on Octavia’s left.

  “Thank you!” said Octavia as she took the key.

  She picked up her suitcase and walked down the hall. She slid the card into the door and the light on the door turned green, she quickly went inside and dropped her suitcase. Octavia flopped down on the bed.

  She lay there for a few minutes trying to relax, but she knew true relaxation would not come for a very long time.

  Octavia got up, placed the inside door chain on the door and walked into the bathroom. She hadn’t had a shower in three days and desperately needed one.

  The water felt so good and refreshing as she stood under the water and let it to beat down on her exhausted body. Her eyes closed as she stood motionless, allowing the water to be her masseuse.

  She grabbed her phone and checked it. Unread messages were well over 1000, hundreds of missed calls and over 300 unread emails. She put her phone on the side of her bed and closed her eyes.

  Chapter 3 – A New Beginning

  Octavia woke up feeling refreshed. She got dressed and walked to the continental breakfast. She grabbed a bagel and a coffee.

  “What’s the easiest way to get downtown from here?” She asked the front desk clerk.

  “Cab or bus,” replied the clerk. “If you are taking the bus, there is a bus stop up the road about 100 feet. Anyone of those buses will take you to downtown.” He added as he pointed the direction out.

  “Thank you!” she said as she took a bite of her bagel and exited the hotel.

  Octavia walked to the bus stop and waited. She finished her bagel and had a sip of her coffee. The bus arrived and she hopped on. She surveyed the bus, looking for him. She knew he couldn’t be on the bus, but she looked at every single person on the bus to be sure.

  It was a 20-minute ride to downtown. She got off when she saw a shopping mall out the window. She entered the mall and found a Sprint store.

  “Can I help you, ma’am?” asked the clerk.

  “Yes, please. I need a new phone number.” she explained.

  “I can help you with that. There will be a $40 charge to change your number.” He explained.

  “That’s fine.” she said calmly.

  She had changed her number a few times over the last year and was more than familiar with the charge.

  Octavia told the clerk her phone number and he typed on his computer for several minutes.

  “Oh, I see this has a Virginia area code? Do you want a new Virginia number or a Los Angeles area code?” he asked.

  “Los Angeles, please!” she replied, thinking it will make it much harder for him to find her.

  He continued typing into his computer while Octavia looked around the store and over her shoulders.

  “All set, and how will you be paying?” he asked.

  “Visa please.” She replied.

  She paid her bill and the clerk handed her a full page receipt.

  “Here is your bill, and here is your new phone number.” He said as he circled the new number on the receipt.

  “Thank you!” She said.

  Octavia left the store and went to the closest bench and sat down. She pulled out her phone and deleted all the unread messages, emails and cleared her call history. Then let out a sigh of relief. She thought for a moment that the harassment, the stalking, nightmare was over.

  Now all she needed was a job. She had a couple grand saved up and that was her lifeline to get out to LA and find a job. She figured that she could last maybe 2 months if she was extremely frugal. Octavia spotted a newspaper stand and grabbed today’s paper to find an apartment for rent. The cheapest she could find was 800 bucks a month. She called and booked an appointment later that day to see it.

  It might be a dive, but she didn’t care. It was a month to month place to stay and she knew it was short-term until she could secure a job and get back on her feet.

  Now back on the bus and headed towards the apartment. Also keeping an eye out for any businesses that might be hiring nearby.

  Walking towards the apartment, she spotted a café just a few blocks from the apartment with a sign in the window advertising “help wanted.”

  She walked in and had a seat at the counter and waited. The café was almost empty except for one man sitting in a booth reading a paper.

  A large overweight man approached her.

  “What will it be a miss?” he asked in his loud husky voice.

  “I saw your sign in the window for help wanted. I would like to apply for the job.” she said nervously.

  “Do you have any experience?” he said.

  “Not as a waitress.” She answered. “But I’m a fast learner, a hard worker, and to be honest, I am desperate. I just moved here from LA to escape my psycho ex-boyfriend and I am begging. Please, I need this!” she said spilling far too much information to the large man.

  He looked at her and saw the desperation in her face. He could see she was fighting back tears. He had a hard time keeping staff here as it was not the best part of town, and the female staff could not handle much of his hands-on customers. He thought her desperation might actually keep her here longer than a week, like most of his other hires.

  “What’s your name?” He asked slowly.

  “Octavia.” She said softly.

  “I’m Joe! I own this dump! You can start tomorrow at 6 PM until midnight. I will warn you now that the customers are rough and rude, so you will need a thick skin to survive just one day.” He warned as he extended his hand to shake hers.

  She shook his hand. Her hand got lost in his large hand.

  “Thank you! Trust me, after what I have been through, you have no worries. I can handle it. Thank you! You won’t be disappointed. I promise! Oh my God! Thanks! You are a lifesaver.” She said realizing just then that she had thanked him numerous times and was still shaking his hand.

  She pulled her hand back and stood up.

  “I’ll be here early!” She said as she got off the counter stool.

  She walked outside and once a few feet away from the entrance jumped up into the air and screamed “YES!”

  For the first time in a very long time, she felt alive. She felt renewed. Things were lining up perfectly. She looked at the time. She still had just enough time to get to the apartment and hopefully line that up too.

  She buzzed the caretaker suite on the entrance board.

  “Ya!” came through the speaker.

  “It’s Octavia, I’m here to look at the apartment.” She said.

  “Come to apartment 101,” he said as the front door buzzed.

  Octavia walked into the apartment building. It was not better homes and gardens ready. More like worst homes and weeds if she was, to be honest. It was dirty, dimly lit and not very welcoming.

  She made her way to apartment 101. She knocked on the door and a few seconds later it opened. A man in his 50’s opened the door, wearing a white stained tank top and jeans that look like they had never seen a washing machine. The man looked at her, and then had an obvious look at her tits as he smiled.

  “Come with me,” he said as he closed and locked his door to his apartment.

  He walked up the stairs to the second floor and opened the apartment to suite 201.

  “You’ll be directly on top of me!” He said as he smiled at her and looked her body up and down one more time.

  His sexual innuendo was more than clear. She was very uncomfortable around him. He was creepy, but she hoped harmless.

  They walked into the apartment and she looked around. The blinds were bent, twisted and broken. The floor was dirty and looked like it had not been mopped in a very long time. The bedroom light was broken, she had to rely on the window lighting to see the cracks in the drywall, the dirt on the wall, the closet with the missing door and the broken window.

  The bathroom was disgusting. The toilet had a filthy ring in it, the sink and tub were black and the linoleum on the floor was chewed up and torn.