Only The Strong (The Devil’s Outlaws #1) Read Online Bethany Dawn

Categories Genre: Romance Tags Authors: Series: The Devil's Outlaws Series by Bethany Dawn
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Total pages in book: 88
Estimated words: 82335 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 412(@200wpm)___ 329(@250wpm)___ 274(@300wpm)
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When I went out with my friends, I never thought I would run into a member of The Devil’s Outlaws MC and practically beg him to take me home with him. I also never thought that I would gain a stalker as well. When my newfound stalker assaults the handsy man from the night before; the Outlaws take me in like a lost puppy. Unfortunately for me, Callum is hard to resist, so we make some rules. Catch my stalker, keep me from being un-alived, and don’t catch any feelings.
I guess we’ll see which rule falls through first.

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PLAYLIST

Positions - Ariana Grande

Into It - Chase Atlantic

The Break Up - Machine Gun Kelly

Moonlight - Chase Atlantic

ROXANNE - Arizona Zervas

Train Wreck - James Arthur

If I Would Have Know - Kyle Hume

NUMB - Chri$tian Gate$

Slide - Chase Atlantic

Grind On Me - Pretty Ricky

Please Don’t Go - Joel Adams

After Hours - Charlieonafriday

F*CK YOU, GOODBYE - Kid LAROI, Machine Gun Kelly

Slow Down - Chase Atlantic

Party Girl - StaySolidRocky

Spotify Playlist

PROLOGUE

REESE

This is my chance, he is happily drunk and in a great mood, and I've had just enough screwdrivers to give me the courage I so desperately need to be this vulnerable.

“Noah, can I ask you something?” I stare at the floor; I can't look him in the eyes.

“Of course, babe.” He's holding onto the door frame of the closet while trying to slip off his shoes.

“Why aren't I good enough?” It comes out so softly I’m not sure if he heard me.

“Oh, Reese.” He stops with one shoe in his hand and finally looks at me. “Please don’t think this has anything to do with you. I just wasn't ready for a relationship when we met. This is all on me, babe.” He drops the shoe and steps over to kneel in front of me where I sit on the edge of the bed.

“How can you say that though? You were comparing our sex with your ex. You told her she felt so much better riding your dick. Why would you do this to me?” All of the questions that have been swimming through my head for the last few days come out in a rush. With tears slowly falling down my face I finally look Noah in the eyes, he doesn't have answers there. He looks down to the floor, avoiding my eyes.

“I’m sorry, Reese,” he whispers.

REESE

NINE MONTHS LATER

Girl’s night was starting to become more about my friends trying to find their next boyfriend and less about actually hanging out with the girls. Except for me, I was still gun-shy. Regardless, the rules were still very strict: dress like you’re going to meet the love of your life. Tonight I curled my long natural copper hair and applied my makeup slightly darker than usual, but not too dramatic. Despite the warm March spring weather in Washington, the rain we had this week has cooled the mountains off considerably. I wonder if the girls would approve of me wearing sweats to the bar, probably not. I choose a black oversized band tee that hits a little below my butt, with a black long-sleeved turtle neck underneath and black thigh-high boots with a chunky heel. No doubt the others would be in skin-tight short dresses or lingerie that they claimed doubled as a top, whereas my curves were hidden under my shirt. Don’t get me wrong, I would have been dressed the same a year ago, but ever since Noah, I just haven’t had the urge to meet anyone. I’ll meet someone when the time is right, it's just not right now.

The drive through The District is short, and I watch the groups of people walking to the restaurants for dinner or the bars for happy hour. Some college students walk into the local bookstore and others are starting games of giant Janga or Cornhole in the outdoor bar, Yardies.

After a short trip in an Uber, we all step into our favorite bar in The District, Mickey’s, it is one of the biggest clubs in Merrill Hill’s downtown strip of bars and restaurants. The main room is dark, only lit with tv screens showing music videos and dance lights, and neon signs hanging on the walls. There are several tables with chairs around them, a long U-shaped bar, and the dance floor to the left of the bar. A door in the back corner leads outside to a patio with tall lights, a fire pit, and chairs, then a set of outdoor stairs goes up to the rooftop bar. The rooftop is a lot quieter with just a few speakers, a couple of tables and chairs, and a small bar; this is usually where I retreat to once my girls have paired off for the night. There's just something about standing up here staring off into the night sky and the mountains. Sophie, Emma, and I are sitting around a table while Allie grabs us the first round.


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