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Spring -- The father of my child is pressing for custody. Which is how I ended up dancing at Salvation’s Angels, a strip club owned by the notorious Salvation’s Bane MC. I have to earn enough to pay my attorney, then I’m out of here. I have enough on my plate without having to deal with the sexy-as-sin vice president of Salvation’s Bane. But Havoc, the bastard, wants me to stay. He’s found another way for me to make enough money to pay my bills, but I’m not sure he’s got my best interests in mind.
Havoc -- It’s a pisser of a bad day. My son would have been sixteen today, had he lived. On my way to drown my sorrows I came across Spring, swishing her little ass on stage at our strip club. She’s not naked yet, but with that body and the way she moves, I don’t want other men seeing what she’s got to offer. There’s a loophole in every contract. Three songs. With me. After that? Well, I just hope my indecent proposal doesn’t push her away. At least, not until I’m ready for her to go. One problem. Now I’m addicted to her and the feisty son she’s raising. I know I’ll do whatever it takes to keep them safe. And make them both mine.
WARNING: Explicit violence which could be triggers some readers. Explicit sex as well as spanking and some voyeurism. As always, you can expect a HEA with no cheating.
Praise for Havoc (Salvation's Bane MC 4)
"I am so glad I found Marteeka and the men of Bones and Salvation’s Bane. Havoc and Spring have instant connection and chemistry. Luca is an awesome little man that everyone loves instantly. This book is great if you haven’t read any of these books start today!"
-- 5 Stars from Mbtoner, Goodreads Review
"Marteeka Karland has done a good job with the characters in this story. They were well written and kept you rooting for them from the beginning."
-- 4 Stars from Tbrbr, Barnes & Noble Review
"Short and hot and amazeballs. Havoc is the VP of his MC, he ain't looking for something sweet and gorgeous.........in walks a woman with a Spring in her step! was amazing reading about these 2 and their story! i can't wait for more from all of the MCs!"
-- 5 Stars from Peggy, Bookbub Review
"I thoroughly enjoyed this book!!! I fell in love with the characters and didn't want their story to end. Marteeka's world building leaves you wanting to know so much more and eagerly awaiting the next installment in her MC series! This title is no different."
-- 5 Stars from DeeAnna, Bookbub Review
"Determined single mom meets headstrong biker in this fast-paced, super hot addition to the Salvation’s Bane MC series... and the sparks fly! While Havoc thinks Spring needs him to keep her and Luca safe, he realizes soon enough he needs them too. If you like extra hot sex, alpha bikers, and a quirky kid who will capture your heart, go one-click Havoc!"
-- 5 Stars from Jessica Coulter Smith, Books + Coffee = Happiness
"I am a fan of Havoc and Spring! This story draws you in having you empathizing with Havoc and Spring while cheering them on to a happily ever after!"
-- 4 Stars from Merry, Goodreads Review
"Awesome read and I loved it!!! Havoc and Spring are a great couple. They don't start off the traditional way, but it works for a MC Club. This book has a great plot, relatable character interactions, unique setting and hotness rolled up into a neat package. I highly recommend you adding it to your collection."
-- 5 Stars from Divasoftheserengheti, Goodreads Review
"I enjoyed reading this book. The story was well written and had me hooked
from the first page until the end. The couple had good chemistry. I would recommend this book to others."
-- 5 Stars from Sherry, Goodreads Review
"Good read and romance. Love this series."
-- 5 Stars from Angeljoy, Goodreads Review
"Good read with likeable characters and very uncomplicated."
-- 4 Stars from Book Addiction, Goodreads Review
"Every book that I have read by this author has always been very good and this one is no exception. Great characters along with a good plot, keeps your attention from the start to the end. Very enjoyable."
-- 5 Stars from C.Roll, Goodreads Review
"Miss Karland does not miss a beat! She writes an amazing story encompassing all the best of an MC and knows how to deliver it to the reader spectacularly! This is book 4 for this MC and it is NOT ONE TO BE MISSED! It has a multitude of feels going on and one that will keep you on the edge of your seat throughout the whole story!"
-- 5 Stars from Elsie, Goodreads Review
"A bit on the darker side, fast paced, and sexy, with some surprisingly sweet moments. Havoc and Spring need each other, are immediately connected in a away that they don't understand. These two broken souls fit, heal, and make each other stronger. An MC book with plenty of heart."
-- 4 Stars from Charity Esparza, Goodreads Review
"5 stars plus for a great story which will keep you glued from the start to the finish."
-- 5 Stars from Mozzy, Goodreads Review
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Havoc (Salvation's Bane MC 4)
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Copyright ©2020 Marteeka Karland
“Place is really lit tonight.” Stryker grinned.
Havoc glanced at him over his coffee cup and grunted. Tonight wasn’t the night for this. He knew where Stryker was going.
“Girls are smokin’ hot.”
“I’m not interested in the girls, Stryker. Here to make sure things run smoothly.”
“Yeah. But you got to admit --” As he spoke, a busty waitress brushed her tits against first Stryker then Havoc as she set two cups of coffee on the table in front of them. She winked and bumped Havoc with her hip as she stepped away. “Makin’ things run smoothly should have a few perks with it.”
Stryker was yanking Havoc’s chain. Trying to get a rise out of his brother. Havoc knew it. Appreciated it. The man was his oldest friend, and he knew when Havoc was in one of his moods. On this day, he was always in a bad mood. Today was the seventh anniversary of the day his ex-wife gave him divorce papers. Not exactly noteworthy in itself, but she’d done it deliberately to hurt him. Because she could never stand not being the center of attention.
She’d had him served on the first anniversary of his son’s death.
Yeah. Today was not the day.
“Back off, Stryker.”
“Well, why the fuck not? Get some pussy. Pick out any of the girls. No one will reject you, you know that. Get laid hard. You’ll feel better.”
“I said,” he snarled, finally meeting Stryker’s gaze, “Back the fuck off.”
Stryker put his hands in the air in surrender. “Fine, man. But at least let me take over guard duty. I’ll get Dazz and Beaner to help. They’ve been doing very well keeping the guys under control without being all flashy and pushy. You need something more than that fuckin’ coffee. You’re like a bear with a sore paw.”
“Fuck you too, asshole.”
Stryker just chuckled. “I’ll take that as a yes. Get on up to your office. Or better yet, check out the new girl on tier two. Babe’s a looker.”
Havoc grunted again. Yeah. He’d just get right on that. If he wanted to fuck, he’d go to the Playground, a BDSM club Salvation’s Bane owned, and find a willing sub to scene with. No names. No expectations other than a fucking good time. Best of all, no fucking strings. And no fucking talking if he didn’t want to fucking talk.
No. He wasn’t in the right frame of mind. Even the masochists wouldn’t appreciate him tonight.
The bass from the music pulsed through his body, making him slightly ill whereas he normally enjoyed the rhythmic pulse. Salvation’s Angels boasted the most beautiful girls in the Palm Beach area, due in no small part to the fact that they were paid very well. Thumping bass pounding through the body enhanced the eroticism of the place, adding the sensation of touch mostly denied otherwise. The club might be owned by a biker club, but they served only the best liquor, the best food, in an environment that was more like a dance club than a strip club. While there were girls performing on stage, there was also a dance floor for guests and, if one paid enough, the girls would dance with the patrons. It was difficult to monitor everyone, but Havoc only hired the best security. There were several men tasked only with keeping an eye on the dance floor, and they were fucking good at their jobs.
Angels had two tiers and three levels. The first floor was for the general public. Alcohol was served, and there was a dance floor, but the girls kept their thongs on and didn’t dance with patrons. Lap dances were given in a strictly monitored “private” section, but that floor was more like a standard strip club.
Tier two was for the more “robust” patrons -- meaning men or women who would pay top dollar for food, drink, and women. While sex was still strictly prohibited, these customers were given more leeway in their experiences. The women, while completely nude, still called the shots. They were allowed to pull back if they felt threatened or touched in a way that made them fear they’d crossed the line. Obviously, anything that made them uncomfortable was allowed to be shut down, too. Most had as much fun as the patrons did. The only thing not allowed was penetration of any kind. And not a single thong in sight.
Stryker was right. Havoc could have his pick of beautiful women. More than one of them were club girls of Salvation’s Bane. A couple in particular he knew could take his mind from the harsh memories surrounding this day.
Fuck. Who was he kidding? The rage was too close. Nothing but a good knock-down-drag-out was going to make a dent in his state of mind today.
A deafening round of cheers came from the second tier stage, pulling Havoc out of his dark musings. He’d been on his way to the third floor, where the offices were located. Naturally, his head turned in the direction of the uproar…
And he stopped in his fucking tracks.
On the stage was a vision straight out of his most erotic fantasies. Dressed in an intricately strapped black outfit that left her tits bare while surrounding them with those fucking straps that also crisscrossed her body. Thigh-high boots were garnished in chrome chains, as was the rest of the fucking outfit. Long, long black tresses gleamed blue in the stage lighting with every move she made. Though her outfit covered a good bit, it revealed a healthy portion of gleaming pale skin. She was like some kind of dark angel out of his dreams. She had a deceptively innocent look in her eyes, but her body and that outfit told another story.
And the woman could dance like sin on a stick…