Hopelessly Shattered

Single mother - check.
Dead father - check.
Motherless childhood - check.
Librarian - check.
Black-rimmed glasses to fit the job description - check.
The biggest a-hole in the world for an ex - check check.

When you're born, you never know what life will throw at you. You just make the best of it no matter what happens. That's pretty much been my go-to since infancy. Then, the charming, bald-headed, blue-eyed, Brent came along, and I thought all the suck in life had been flushed down the drain. Ha! That's when my true journey began - motherhood.

This is my story on how I took life by the gonads when I decided I needed closure from my past - my father's sudden death in particular. But what happens next wasn't anything I expected.... It's hopeless...shattering...exciting...scary...joyful...priceless...and I owe it all to one man.... Bear, a chapter president of the Sacred Sinners Motorcycle Club.

Hopeful Whispers

Pregnant - check.
Single mother of two - check.
Biker best friend - check.
Ex that's still a d-bag - check check.

New Years is the time for new beginnings. I thought I'd gotten that when I visited Texas over Thanksgiving. Then again, very little has changed. I'm still a librarian living in the same house. My daughters are growing up fast. Sure, I've acquired a new best friend, who's convinced me it's time to give dating a fair shot. Which isn't exactly easy when I'm pregnant with an asshole's baby.

Does that complicate matters? Sorta. But there's nothing left for me to do except move on. The jagged edges of my shattered heart have been polished, questions answered, and blank holes from my past plugged. Now, I'm ready to take the plunge into uncharted waters to build a happier life...until a bomb comes along and tests my strength like never before. Nobody f--ks with my family and gets away with it. Not even you.

Hopelessly Devoted

Pregnant - check.
Deaths - check.
A baby - ?check.
Stress that could make even the strongest woman crack - check check.

A year ago, if you told me I’d wind up where I am today, I’d have you committed for insanity. Now that I’ve opened Pandora’s box and survived more than most have in their lifetime, Death has knocked on our doorstep and welcomed himself inside. Learning that life isn’t always fair comes at a price.

The question is, how much do I have to pay before I get a real chance at happiness, or am I destined to be alone forever?

Warning: Contains adult sexual content, the excessive use of the f-word, cheating, and whatever else that makes it unsuitable for anyone under the age of 18.

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