 American
Motorcycle Co. 1902 welcomes you to the world of Nick Red Cloud,
REBEL KNIGHT.
Set in 2010, Rebel Knight is an on-going adventure story. Join us
every two-three months for a new installment in this series. Nick
Red Cloud is a private investigator with a haunted past, hunting
down the people/person responsible for the loss of several hundred
lives, including his wife. Red Cloud Investigations is a division
of the Sky-Hawke Group, a conglomerate owned by Nick’s cousin,
Robert Sky-Hawke. It was in one of the corporate buildings, targeted
by industrial espionage, that Nick lost his wife, and ended up hospitalized
for many weeks. Nick’s office is in San Francisco, but the
base of his real operations since his wife’s death is a high-tech
fortress near Death Valley. He is able to move around the country
at will, usually with the aid of the Sky-Hawke corporate jet, and
his preferred mode of transportation: a motorcycle, the American
Motorcycle Co. 1902 “Apache Bagger”.
The story begins now… |
Going
back to where it all began
For anyone who’s been reading the on-going story of
Nick Red Cloud via the AMC1902 site, I am very pleased to
announce that with the rights returned to me, I can now
share the backstory with everyone. So, this is where it
all began, how Nick met and fell in love with the woman
who haunts his heart and never quite leaves him, his beloved
wife, Francesca “Frankie” Daniels. The story
contains erotic elements, and some sexually explicit material,
so if that’s not your thing, you have been warned.
Now… back to the beginning…
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 | REBEL KNIGHT 5: Diplomatic Relations
Wednesday, Oct 17th, 2007
© Denysé Bridger & Branscombe Richmond
Nick watched Robert Sky-Hawke in silence, waiting out the flare of anger he could sense as much as he could see in his cousin’s dark eyes. Bobby was dressed as he always was, in fashionable, casual comfort that cost more than most people made in a month. His jet black hair gleamed under the lights of his penthouse office as he paced.
“So what are you accusing me of, Nick? Exactly?”
“I don’t know, exactly. What did Harper Swane mean when he said ...
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|  | REBEL KNIGHT 4: Hunted
Tuesday, Jun 5th, 2007
The heat of the road was starting to blind Nick, despite his glasses, and the rumble in the pit of his stomach was ample testimony that it was past time to take a break. He was only a few miles away from the Nevada-California border, and decided he’d pull into the next town he came to, at least long enough to refuel the bike and eat. If memory served him correctly, there should be a small town less than five miles ahead of him.
Less than twenty minutes later, a roadside sign heralded Mille...
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|  | REBEL KNIGHT 3: Spirit’s Edge
Tuesday, Nov 21st, 2006
© Denysé Bridger & Branscombe Richmond
The town of Indian Wells was much like any other small town that appeared seemingly in the middle of nowhere. Nick Red Cloud had been heading in the general direction of west ever since leaving Silver Springs a few days earlier. His pace was casual, there was no need for urgency. Drake was already long gone from immediate range, and Nick knew it. He was heading home for awhile. Every part of him was tired and out of synch with his surroundings, and th...
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|  | REBEL KNIGHT 2: Silver Springs
Friday, Jul 14th, 2006
© Denysé Bridger & Branscombe Richmond
The fiery orb glowing in the western sky blazed brilliant hues of gold, orange and red as the inferno of the sunset began to drop below the horizon stretched out before him. Nick Red Cloud stood, enthralled by the radiance, and the eternal majesty of Nature. He loved this time of day, when the shadows of night were just beginning to threaten the dominance of light. He often came to this spot, this perfect untouched corner of nature, and while ...
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|  | REBEL KNIGHT 1: Naissance
Tuesday, Apr 11th, 2006
© Denysé M. Bridger/Branscombe Richmond
San Diego 2010
Francesca Red Cloud gazed at her husband in contemplative silence, and thoroughly enjoyed the peaceful sense of relaxation that she felt in him. Nick rarely allowed himself that simple luxury, which had been one of the reasons for this impromptu visit to San Diego, and the Sky-Hawke branch of his family tree. They’d chosen to stay in a luxurious hotel, with a private beach for guests, and most of the morning had been spent indulgi...
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