Hammer's Pride by E.C. Land (brene brown rising strong TXT) 📕

Hammer – Prez – Avery – O

Malice – VP

Axe – Sergeant at Arms

Savage – Road Captain

Gunner – Enforcer

Cy – Tech

Bruiser – Treasurer

Dagger – Medic

Rogue – Secretary

Brass – Chaplain

Glock – Member

Rugger – Member

Blade – Member

Colt – Member

Carbine – Member

DRMC Tennessee

O – Ol’ Lady, C – Child

Blow – Prez

Nines –VP

Keys – Tech

Lucky – Sergeant at Arms

Shiner – Enforcer

Griz – Road Captain

Surge – Treasurer

Scorn – Chaplain

Sniper – Member – Rain – O

Nerd (Nick) – C

Storm – C

Flash – Member

Switchblade – Member

Torch – Member

TRIGGER WARNING

This content is intended for mature audiences only. It contains material that may be viewed as offensive to some readers, including graphic language, dangerous and sexual situations, murder, rape, and extreme violence.

Proceed with caution. This book does entail several scenes that may very well be a trigger to some.

Also, tissues are a must with other scenes.

Not for the faint at heart.

If you don’t like violence and cannot handle certain subjects, then this is not a book you’ll want to read.

PLAYLIST

By The Fire – DurtE/Hard Target

I Don’t Open Up – Savannah Dexter

Trust Issues – Wess Nyle & Hard Target

Throw Another Stone – Savannah Dexter

Shootout – Young Gunner & Alston Webb

To The Max – Hosier feat. Big Smo & Austin Michael

One More Shot – Brabo Gator

Savage – Savannah Dexter

Here I Am – Renee Blair

Comfortably Lonely – Struggle Jennings & Jelly Roll

Becoming His Pride

Pride in life

Pride in worth

When shattered, it is no more

Hearts within come undone

There’s a depth to what the soul can take

A broken pride is all the same

You take someone’s pride

You damage it in some way

This cracks through the soul

Hardening the heart to ice

A man’s pride is his life

They say ego, but it’s not

We combined the heart and soul

It shows who they are

Shatter the soul and break the heart

You end it with a broken pride

Hold your head high

Find the one within

They can mend the pieces

But the scars will remain

A memory is worth it all

Though in the end, it’s you and him

And you become that man’s heart and soul

In return, becoming his pride

~ E.C. Land

Prologue

Hammer

18 Years Ago

Nausea churns in my stomach. I swallow the bile back down as I take in the room soaked in blood. My big brother and sister-in-law’s blood coated the floor. Hayden, my nephew, their son is the only one left here. The men who did this took my niece. I know who is responsible for this carnage. The police tried to keep me from seeing, but there was no stopping me from entering the house.

Closing my eyes, I lower my head and try to control the anger flaring up withinside me. My nephew doesn’t need to see that right now. Not after the nightmare he’s survived. I need to think of him at the moment and of trying to find my niece. They’re all I have left now: that and a grandmother who lives in Virginia that I barely speak to.

Fuck.

How am I gonna raise Hayden?

My brother had taken the President patch naming me his VP after our father decided to step down due to him having lung cancer and its progression. Now shit’s changing, and I don’t know what the fuck to do.

I open my eyes and take one last look around and then turn to leave. I step outside, and my gaze immediately lands on Hayden. His clothes are coated in his mother’s blood. I need to get him out of here and clean him up. At seven, he shouldn’t have had to worry about something this horrific. It kills me he has had too.

Making my way to him, I guide him over to my truck. When I got the call asking me to come to my brother’s after one of the cops we have in our pocket told me of their deaths, I didn’t worry about my bike, figuring I’d have both kids with me. Instead, I learned the news of Ally being taken.

“I’m sorry, son, we’ll make things right,” I mutter, lifting Hayden into the passenger seat.

“Can’t make it right when they’re no longer here,” Hayden mumbles. For seven, he’s a smart kid and will tell it like it is.

“You’re right, Hayden. But I swear to you now, I won’t stop until we find your sister and I kill those motherfuckers for taken your parents from you,” I declare, not holding anything back from my nephew. He’s been to the club plenty of times to know we’re not choir boys.

Nodding his head, Hayden closes his eyes. “If you don’t find them before I grow up and join the club, it’ll be my hands they die from.”

His words sear into my brain, and I know without a doubt right then and there my nephew’s heart has solidified. He’s lost everything in one night, leaving him with a feeling of burning rage. And in this very moment, he earns his name, Hades.

At the clubhouse, I call an emergency church meeting. Telling my brothers, the men I’ve been with since I patched in at nineteen, isn’t easy.

It sucked the order of business that we had no choice but to handle, and each of them all voted me into the President’s seat. They said it’s what my brother would have wanted. Fuck, at twenty-five, I didn’t expect to get voted into this seat, but I’m gonna make damn sure I don’t fail my brothers.

Once we finished church, I did the only thing I could do. I make arrangements to send Hayden to my grandmother’s up in Virginia after the funeral and ask Stoney, the Prez of the national charter, watch over him.

Until I get rid of the ‘The Delivers’, I can’t have him here. It’s for his own safety that I do this. If not for his sanity. I keep him here with me; he’ll only harden even more. I say this as I lock down my own emotions. I won’t do as my brother did. He had a weakness, and that was his ol’ lady, the woman he fell in love with