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  Chaz

  Reapers MC Book Fourteen

  Elizabeth Knox

  Contents

  Playlist

  Acknowledgments

  Reapers MC Clubhouse

  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

  Chapter 19

  Chapter 20

  Chapter 21

  Chapter 22

  Chapter 23

  Chapter 24

  Chapter 25

  Chapter 26

  Author’s Note

  Chaz

  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.

  Chaz. Copyright © 2020 by Elizabeth Knox. 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. Knox.

  Cover design: Clarise Tan, CT Cover Creations

  Editing: Kim Lubbers, Knox Publishing

  Proofreading: Jackie Ziegler, Knox Publishing

  Formatting: E.C. Land, Knox Publishing

  Photographer: James Critchley, James Critchley Photography

  Models: Maria Edelmen & Ash Edelmen

  Created with Vellum

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  Series: Skulls Renegade

  Reign

  Redemption

  Revenge

  Relentless

  Reckoning

  Reclaimed

  Reckless

  Regret

  Reclusive

  Retribution

  First Generation: A Skulls Renegade MC Boxset

  Series: Steele Bros.

  Tough as Steele

  Stripping a Steele

  Protecting a Steele

  Steele her Heart

  Stolen Hearts: The Complete Steele Bros Boxset

  Series: Reapers MC

  Scarred

  Blackjack

  Here Kitty, Kitty

  Booger

  Widow

  Kade

  Hawk

  Bull

  Cobra

  Mouser

  Dixon

  Zane

  Amara

  Grim

  Chaz

  Series: Iron Vex MC

  Enraged

  Series: Royal bastards Mc: Baltimore/Knights of retribution mc

  Bet on Me

  Rely on Me

  Series: The Clans with Iris Sweetwater

  Promised

  The Trade

  Cherished

  Deceit

  Love is War

  Defiant

  Shattered

  Ruthless

  Covert

  Heretic

  Venomous

  Flawed

  Sin City Fets with Linny Lawless & Aubree Valentine

  Switched

  Surrender

  Full Throttle with Erin Trejo

  Against All Odds

  Coming in 2020 From

  Elizabeth Knox

  Demise

  (The Clans #13)

  Frost

  (Reapers MC #15)

  Corrupted Love

  (Mackenzies #2)

  Bossed Up

  (Iron Vex MC #2)

  Zorro

  (Reapers MC #16)

  Consumed

  (An F/F Driven Novel)

  Hate on Me

  (Knights of Retribution MC #1)

  Inc’s Regret

  (Satan’s Raiders MC #1)

  Coming in 2021 From

  Elizabeth Knox

  Filthy Valentine

  Ransom

  (Love Hack #1)

  Twisted Steel: An MC Anthology

  (Second Edition)

  The Elites: A Dark Secret Society Collection

  Do you like Paranormal Romance?

  Check out Elizabeth’s Alternate Pen Name, Liz Knox.

  Available Now From

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  Series: Bloodlines Trilogy

  Fated by Blood (Free Prequel)

  Series: Nightshade

  Blood Oath (A Prequel)

  Series: Lone Wolf MC

  Origins (Free Prequel)

  Coming in 2020 From

  Liz Knox

  Caym’s Fated Mate

  Romanticizing the Gods

  Bitten Magic

  The Elementals

  Playlist

  Playlist

  If I Hated You — FLETCHER

  Cold as Stone — Kascade feat. Charlotte Lawrence

  Crazy — Kiana Lede

  People I Don’t Like — UPSAHL

  Whore — In This Moment

  Unbreakable — New Years Day

  Iris — DIAMANTE & Breaking Benjamin

  I Should Probably Go To Bed — Dan + Shay

  Nobody’s Love — Maroon 5

  Black Sheep — Kailee Morgue

  hate u love u — Olivia O’Brien

  Do Me — Kim Petras

  Rager Teenager — Troye Sivan

  Midnight Sky — Miley Cyrus

  Acknowledgments

  My Alpha Team: Courtnay, Michele, Jai, Janet, Taneesha, Kim, Isabelle, Heidi, Cynthia, Jojo, Vikki, and Lisa— Another one for the books, ladies. Thank you for all you do, but most of all for your invaluable feedback. Your input helps me make these the best books they can be, and I love you all.

  My Beta Team: Heidi, Rebecca, Danaca, Christy, Heather, Kristine, Stephanie, and Emma— You guys are my last line of defense before my books are published, and I’m super grateful for the work you put in. I appreciate all of your input, whether it’s negative or positive. All of your feedback has only helped make the books better before they’re on the market and I’m forever grateful.

  My Blogger Team— Thank you all for continuing to support me, regardless of the road I’m going down. I will say this until the day I die, but, without you I don’t think I’d be a fraction of where I’m at today. From the bottom of my heart, thank you.

  My Editor, Kim and Proofreader, Jackie— And, we’ve done it again. I’ve said this numerous times, but we’re really the dream team over here. I can’t wait for what’s coming your way and I hope you’re both excited too!

  Rae B. Lake, E.C. Land, April Canavan, Jen L. Grey, and Iris Sweetwater— You ladies are my rocks when I need it the most. Thanks for always being here for me through thick and thin. I don’t know what I’d do without you.

  You’re the woman who inspired Chaz’s character, with GG’s pronunciation of your name. I think I owe his creation to both of you, haha.

  You’re not only my personal/virtual assistant, but a dear friend and confidante. I’m so thankful for not only the business relationship we have, but the personal one as well. You’ve been here for me in some of my hardest times and I don’t know what I would’ve done without you.

  Thank you for being here, and thank you for being such an integral part of both my professional and personal life.

  Love you, girl.

  Trigger Warning

  This book is intended for mature audiences only. If darker books are not
for you, please do not move forward. After re-adjusting my trigger warning system, I will not be giving any spoilers. Please understand that this is not your run of the mill romance and tough subjects will be spoken about in this storyline. This story could include things like: rape, kidnapping, abuse, domestic violence, drugs, alcohol abuse, and many other potential triggers.

  Gone But Never Forgotten

  Fist — Former Prez (Deceased)

  Cracker – Former VP (Deceased)

  Saffron – Fist’s woman, Sakura’s sister, Sydney’s mom. (Deceased)

  Billings, Montana Charter

  Zane – Prez – Ol’ Lady – Octavia

  Children: Sydney (adopted), Neo

  Blackjack – VP – Ol’ Lady – Ashley

  Children: Dex (Blackjack’s previous relationship), Noelle & Fist

  Bull – Enforcer – Ol’ Lady – Alexa

  Grim – Sgt. at Arms – Ol’ Lady – Natalie

  Children: Aggie, Davina, Sorcha (Nat’s Kids)

  Tex – Full Patch – Ol’ Lady – Roxy

  Children: Kat

  Dracus – Full Patch – Ol’ Lady – Roxy

  Children: Nova

  Bolt – Full Patch – Ol’ Lady – Roxy

  Children: Jordyn

  Zorro – Full Patch

  Axel – Full Patch

  Hammer – Full Patch

  Frost – Prospect

  Turmoil – Prospect

  Bama – Prospect

  Stiletto – Prospect

  Siren – Prospect

  Doom – Prospect

  Las Vegas, Nevada Charter

  Damon — Prez— Ol’ Lady — Kat

  Children: Luna

  Dixon – VP – Ol’ Lady – Indra

  Children: Jalen (Indra’s previous relationship) & Khloe

  Booger – Enforcer – Ol’ Lady – Camila

  Children: Ransom

  Widow – Sgt. at Arms – Ol’ Lady – Tania (A Jackal)

  Children: Zoe (Widow’s previous relationship) & Talon

  Chaz – Full Patch

  Cobra – Full Patch – Ol’ Lady – Izzy

  Hawk – Full Patch – Ol’ Lady – Raven

  Kade – Full Patch – Ol’ Lady – Ivy

  Children: Orion & Fate

  Mouser – Full Patch – Ol’ Lady – Sakura

  Ripper – Prospect

  Jolt – Prospect

  Spark – Prospect

  Poison – Prospect

  Brick – Prospect

  Doc – Prospect

  Boulder – Prospect

  Rooster – Prospect

  Chihuahua, Mexico Charter

  Amara – Prez – Ol’ Man – Dante

  Reapers MC Clubhouse

  Prologue

  I am a black sheep. I refuse to exist when I can live. I refuse to follow when I can lead. I will seek and embrace my true purpose. I will live life on my own terms. I will leave footprints that change the world. And fingerprints that change history.

  ~ Amanda Louise

  Crina

  Christmas Day . . .

  “What is wrong with you, Crina?” My eldest half-brother, Mircea, snarls at me from across the table while my mother weeps dramatically. Father simply runs his hand across his face, as he always does when he’s displeased with me.

  I can’t believe he has the audacity to ask me this question. Sorin, my other half-brother, glares at Mircea in disgust. “I’m not a piece of meat to be sold to the highest bidder, unlike what you think.” I shift my focus to my father, to the man my mother had the stupidity to sleep with— her boss.

  “You are a Romanian woman of a high bloodline. Mircea will be inducted into the Clans very shortly and you don’t wish to maximize on where our family is headed?” Father speaks, though it’s more like a question.

  I inhale sharply, trying not to lose it. Whenever I do, it only upsets my mother. And even though she’s made poor choices in the past, I do love her. Hell, I even love my brothers. I’d say I love my father, but that would be a stretch. He’s only ever viewed me as less than. He’s a product of the man who raised him, ensuring him the world would always be a man’s world. I bet my dear grandfather never expected women to unite together and get pissed about things like equal pay, being treated fairly, and the plethora of other things we’re realizing in this day and age.

  “You have never once given a damn about me. I’m sorry, brothers, but you’ve never given a damn about me in the way you do for Sorin and Mircea. I’m not jealous in the least bit, so don’t even attempt to spin it that way.”

  “Things are changing, Crina.” My father tells me with a growl.

  “I want no part in the change coming to our family. Don’t you see?” He only wishes to put a collar around my neck and hand my leash to a prominent Romanian man so I can do something positive in his eyes. So, I won’t simply be the product of his affair. I’ve been the black sheep my entire life and I’ll never be anything less than that.

  I rise from the plush cushioned dining room chair and stare into his callous eyes. “What is it you’re doing, Crina?” He questions, still with the same frustration he’s had from a few moments before.

  “Weren’t you listening? I said I wanted no part of this.” I state, pushing the chair under the table.

  “Crina, please don’t leave . . . your—” my mother begs of me.

  “If you leave today, you’d best not ever come back to this table again.” My father sneers, balling his fists.

  As if it would even matter. “You’ve only just invited me here.” I walk over in the direction of the foyer when the sound of glass breaking against the ground causes me to stop right in my tracks.

  “Crina, I mean it. If you walk out of that door, I will never welcome you back into this family.” He goes on with his threats.

  Turning around, I look to my dysfunctional family. Mircea seems just as furious as our father does, while Sorin seems plagued by the events that’re going down. “I’m not a cow you can sell off to another rancher for him to brand and use me as he wants. Things might’ve been done that way hundreds of years ago, but now there’s something called consent, and I sure as hell don’t give it to you.”

  “You are dead to me.” He grumbles.

  I can’t help but allow what he’s said to hit me right in the heart, and the only way I know to hurt him, is to hurt the only person he’s ever given a damn about. My mother. “I don’t know how you ever fell for such a vile man.” It’s the last thing I say before I head to the front door. One of my father’s household staff members already has my duster coat and purse. As my purse is being given to me, heated footsteps come in heavily behind me.

  I slide my hand into my purse to get my keys and just as I’m pulling them out, they’re ripped from my hands. My father glares at me with flaring nostrils in what must be his ten-thousand-dollar suit. “This is mine,” he dangles my keys in front of my face.

  “Oh, really? I thought you gave me the BMW for my birthday.”

  “I own it. My name is on the car.” He completely ignores what I’ve said.

  I see what he’s doing here. “Okay.” Digging into my purse, I take out my wallet and pull the black cards that’re connected to the family accounts, and anything that might have something to do with money he’s given me. I throw them all on the floor. “You’re trying to intimidate me into doing what you want? Fuck that and fuck you.”

  Before my very eyes he rips his hand back and starts to bring it toward me when Sorin comes in the middle and shoves him back a few feet. If it weren’t for him, our father would’ve struck me. “I think I’ve had enough of our typical melodramatic Christmas.” He states, glaring in the direction of our father.

  Though, Mircea . . . he’s probably sitting at the table like the prodigal son he always is.

  “C’mon, you need a ride?”

  “Yes, please.” I state lowly.

  “No problem.” Sorin replies, wrapping his arm around my waist he walks me out
of our father’s Las Vegas mansion.

  We’re to his car and speeding out of the driveway in no time. “Thank you,” I mutter to Sorin, slinking down in the seat beside him.

  “You don’t need to thank me for anything. Dad’s a dick. I think we’re all aware of that fact.”

  “Everyone except Mircea.” I point out.

  “Yeah, well, Mircea has more on the line than any of us.”

  “Why do you always make excuses for him?” I question, watching as Sorin’s dark chocolate eyes land on mine.

  “I’m not excusing his behavior, Crina. I’m only saying things are different for all of us. I’m your frate. It’s my job to defend you both.” He speaks in Roman-lish again, which is my personal slang for Romanian-English. If it weren’t for Sorin, I wouldn’t know a bit of it. Our father never had the patience to explain things to me. “You going to stay with me tonight, considering father has probably disabled your keycodes?”