Biker Quotes

Authors: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z
Categories: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z
i-love-biker-chicks
im-continuing-to-do-research-into-biker-culture-ron-perlman
biker-chicks-want-bad-boy
here-i-am-this-smart-bookish-girl-i-have-this-biker-chick-name
ive-been-biker-ive-been-convict-ive-been-husband-father-son-duane-chapman
only-biker-knows-why-dog-sticks-his-head-out-car-window-ralph-waldo-emerson
only-a-biker-knows-why-a-dog-sticks-his-head-out-of-a-car-window
first-you-buy-me-mocha-then-you-let-me-help-you-hide-body-now-you-take-me-to-biker-clubhouse-best-day-ever-kelley-armstrong
i-like-to-wear-girlie-things-but-only-if-i-can-rock-them-up-with-biker-boots-jacket
i-look-like-biker-slut-from-hell-meets-soldier-fortune-pinup-laurell-k-hamilton
one-important-things-is-that-lot-people-forget-that-biker-club-is-secret-society-ryan-hurst
i-like-raunchiness-not-like-in-bikerchick-sort-way-but-like-girl-cant-help-it-little-bruises-few-hairs-out-place-little-stain-here-there-anton-szandor-lavey
i-never-went-to-camp-as-kid-i-couldnt-get-into-ivy-league-school-i-wouldnt-join-biker-club-bob-saget
its-not-impressive-to-get-in-fight-but-if-one-does-happen-youve-gotta-be-ready-to-handle-it-every-girl-not-just-biker-chicks-knows-what-kind-guy-can
i-think-theres-stereotype-what-biker-is-i-think-thats-one-reasons-people-are-shocked-when-they-find-out-that-i-ride-ive-been-trying-to-break-down-stereotypes-inspire-new-riders
canada-is-like-nice-family-living-over-biker-bar-they-keep-telling-downstairs-neighbors-to-keep-down-noise-people-are-trying-to-sleep-dustin-hoffman
there-was-something-familiar-but-strange-about-her-snow-white-with-suntan-cinderella-in-biker-boots-tough-delicate-magical-real-all-at-once-allyse-near
the-thing-about-rock-roll-black-leather-biker-jacket-it-automatically-creates-idea-about-what-that-person-might-be-about-about-their-musical-taste-their-attitude
angelina-leaned-forward-as-sara-pulled-miki-back-to-her-you-know-what-they-say-about-curiosity-that-it-stabbed-annoying-biker-girl-over-over-over-again-until-she-spit-up-blood-sh
there-was-this-kind-mildly-annoying-mythology-about-conductor-like-biker-should-riding-harleydavidson-on-lp-cover-wearing-sort-leather-suit-esapekka-salonen
im-menace-to-society-but-girls-in-biker-shorts-are-fly-to-me-after-date-imma-want-to-do-wild-thing-youre-talkin-lobster-im-thinkin-burger-king-ice-cube
i-throw-leather-biker-jacket-over-everything-it-adds-instant-downtown-cool-vibe-stops-look-becoming-too-girlie-bonus-points-if-you-wear-it-like-cape
id-love-to-be-on-glee-id-love-to-play-rebel-be-real-biker-chick-in-leather-covered-in-tattoos-leona-lewis
i-was-little-biker-girl-i-thought-it-was-cool-everyone-else-thought-it-was-really-weird-the-other-little-girls-were-all-in-these-pretty-dresses-my-mum-bought-me-this-black-studde
The moment Jace Calder saw his sister's face, he feared the worst. His heart sank. Emily, his troubled little sister, had been doing so well since she'd gotten the job at the Sarah Hamilton Foundation in Big Timber, Montana. "What's wrong?" he asked as he removed his Stetson, pulled up a chair at the Big Timber Java coffee shop and sat down across from her. Tossing his hat on the seat of an adjacent chair, he braced himself for bad news. Emily blinked her big blue eyes. Even though she was closing in on twenty-five, he often caught glimpses of the girl she'd been. Her pixie cut, once a dark brown like his own hair, was dyed black. From thirteen on, she'd been piercing anything she could. At sixteen she'd begun getting tattoos and drinking. It wasn't until she'd turned seventeen that she'd run away, taken up with a thirty-year-old biker drug-dealer thief and ended up in jail for the first time. But while Emily still had the tattoos and the piercings, she'd changed after the birth of her daughter, and after snagging this job with Bo Hamilton. "What's wrong is Bo, " his sister said. Bo had insisted her employees at the foundation call her by her first name. "Pretty cool for a boss, huh?" his sister had said at the time. He'd been surprised. That didn't sound like the woman he knew. But who knew what was in Bo's head lately. Four months ago her mother, Sarah, who everyone believed dead the past twenty-two years, had suddenly shown up out of nowhere. According to what he'd read in the papers, Sarah had no memory of the past twenty-two years. He'd been worried it would hurt the foundation named for her. Not to mention what a shock it must have been for Bo. Emily leaned toward him and whispered, "Bo's... She's gone.

B.J. Daniels
the-moment-jace-calder-saw-his-sisters-face-he-feared-worst-his-heart-sank-emily-his-troubled-little-sister-had-been-doing-well-since-shed-gotten-job-at-sarah-hamilton-foundation
Finding herself on the way to the village center again, she pulled over, intending to negotiate a three-point turn. The cottage was slightly out of the village, so she needed to get back onto the opposite side of the road and go back up the hill. Glancing over Hannah's instructions again, she swung the car to the right-straight into the path of a motorcyclist. What happened next seemed to happen in slow motion. The rider tried to stop but couldn't do so in time, although he did manage to avoid hitting her car. As he turned his handlebars hard to the right, his tires lost grip on the wet road and he flew off, sliding some way before coming to a halt. Layla sat motionless in her car, paralyzed temporarily by the shock. At last she managed to galvanize herself into action and fumbled for the door handle, her shaking hands making it hard to get a grip. When the door finally opened, another dilemma hit. What if she couldn't stand? Her legs felt like jelly, surely they wouldn't support her. Forcing herself upward, she was relieved to discover they held firm. Once she was sure they would continue to do so, she bolted over to where the biker lay, placed one hand on his soaking leather-clad shoulder and said, 'Are you okay?' 'No, I'm not bloody okay!' he replied, a pair of bright blue eyes meeting hers as he lifted his visor. 'I'm a bit bruised and battered as it goes.' Despite his belligerent words, relief flooded through her: he wasn't dead! 'Oh, I'm so glad, ' she said, letting out a huge sigh. 'Glad?' he said, sitting up now and brushing the mud and leaves off his left arm. 'Charming.' 'Oh, no, no, ' she stuttered, realizing what she'd just said. 'I'm not glad that I knocked you over. I'm glad you're alive.' 'Only just, I think, ' he replied, needing a helping hand to stand up. 'Can I give you a lift somewhere, take you to the nearest hospital?' 'The nearest hospital? That would be in Bodmin, I think, about fifteen miles from here. I don't fancy driving fifteen miles with you behind the wheel.' Feeling a little indignant now, Layla replied, 'I'm actually a very good driver, thank you. You're the first accident I've ever had.' 'Lucky me, ' he replied sarcastically.

Shani Struthers
finding-herself-on-way-to-village-center-again-she-pulled-over-intending-to-negotiate-threepoint-turn-the-cottage-was-slightly-out-village-she-needed-to-get-back-onto-opposite-si
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