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Millie: Venus and I have always clashed. Now she’s hell bent on rescuing our little sister, Katya. Which I agree with. Except I tried to get the bitch to go after Katya when we escaped, four years ago. Before I can kill Venus I get a look at the man standing behind her. Shadow. Talk, dark, and dangerous doesn’t begin to cover him. He’s hella big, with a wicked sense of humor that never seems to waver, no matter how much I insult him. He’s all that keeps Venus and me from tearing each other apart. And I want him. Oh, I pretend it’s just a fling, but Shadow has other plans. He’s also got some anger management issues we need to deal with. That’s OK, though. I have some issues of my own.
Shadow: I’m the rock of my club. The mild mannered one with a quick wit. But there’s a reason they call me Shadow, and it’s not the color of my skin or the way I blend into the night, so no one can see death coming. There’s a darkness in my soul. A rage that sometimes burns out of control. But then I meet my little Millie. She’s fierce in a tiny package. Can probably even take me in a fight. And I want her desperately.
Praise for Shadow (Bones MC 10)
"Be prepared to sit on the edge of your seat wondering what will come next. This is an absolutely invigorating journey to go on with Shadow and Millie. I loved every second of this story."
-- 5 Stars from A. Fernandez, BookBub Review
"Ms. Karland creates a heroine like no other. Millie is such a complex character, I was unable to see how she and Shadow would work. I found the relationship crafted into a meshing of two strong people who learn to give and take in equal measures. I highly recommend the writing of Ms. Karland and the story of Shadow and Millie."
-- 5 Cups from Delane, Coffee Time Romance & More
"Wow! After I finish each one of Marteeka Karland's books, I think "wow! this is my favorite!" and Shadow is no exception. I enjoyed the intelligent, strong, imperfect female protagonist, the dynamic storyline, great character building - especially the steamy relationship building between Shadow & Millie, and then of course the sweet HEA. No cliffhanger here, but there are delightful hints that have me excited for what's next in Bones MC!"
-- 5 Stars from DeeAnna, Amazon Review
"Shadow has met his match in Millie! She's fierce as h*l^ and Shadow seems to love it. The back and forth between these two is about as intense as the chemistry between them. Millie is Venus's sister and together with Shadow they have a job to do IF the sisters don't kill each other first. Lol. Shadow is an excellent fast paced story with lots of excitement, danger and of course plenty of fire."
-- 5 Stars from GKP2460, Amazon Review
"I have been looking forward to Shadow's book. I liked the characters and plot. There were a few good twists and turns plus action."
-- 4 Stars from CRoll, Amazon Review
"This is the 10th Bones MC book and we finally get to meet Shadow's match! I loved it, Millie and Shadow's book is awesome... you feel the chemistry from the start... it’s not hard to finish this book and want more. Marteeka Karland's books just get better and better the more you read them. You're missing out on an excellent author if you don’t read this one and the others in her most excellent MC series."
-- 5 Stars from Alibas, BN.com Review
"I loved this story. It is action-packed and full of steamy love. This is a grittier read but well worth picking up. If you like a great MC Biker story this is the one to pick up."
-- 5 Stars from Redz, Redz World Reviews
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Shadow (Bones MC 10)
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“They call her The Russian,” Venus said as they walked into the underground garage where fights had been set up for the night. “It’s different from the fight Samson fought in with Fury couple years back. This one’s a fight-until-you-lose kind of thing.”
Word was there was a fighter who hadn’t been beaten since she’d started. Venus was convinced this woman was her sister. “Have you seen her fight?” Shadow asked.
“Nyet. But Data said his wife, Zora, made positive ID through Russian hacker friend.” Venus shrugged. “I’ll know soon.”
Shadow just grinned and shook his head, following Venus into the fray. It wasn’t like the woman was inconspicuous or anything. She dressed from head to toe in hot pink. Her hair and nails and lips were pink, as well as her bike. Her fucking eyes were pink. That and her accent, and she stood out something fierce. Shadow didn’t mind, though. Made it easier for him to blend in. He was fucking big but disappearing in a crowd or in the shadows was his specialty. It was how he’d gotten his road name. Not because he was a very dark-skinned African American. Because he could just vanish when he wanted to. Right in plain sight. Having such a flamboyant traveling companion made it that much easier.
The crowd let up a roar in celebration as the announcer called the end of the match. There were angry shouts but not the killing rage like he’d experienced when Fury’s ol’ lady had kicked Shadow’s ass. He smiled remembering that night. Yeah, they’d almost died, but Shadow could just imagine the shocked silence that followed him hitting the mat like a big fucking tree being felled.
As they approached the ring, Shadow scanned the place, looking for the girl in question. He had no idea who he was looking for, but he figured he’d know her when he saw her. The Russian. Right.
“Look,” Venus said, her voice barely above a whisper. Had he not been so close to her, Shadow wasn’t sure he’d have heard her. “There she is.” The woman looked proud as a motherfucker. Her smile was carnivorously, viciously gleeful. Shadow couldn’t blame her. “My little sister, Lyudmila.”
“Handful of a name,” Shadow commented as he sized the girl up.
“Handful of a girl.” Venus grinned. “Always was. I called her Millie just to piss her off, but it stuck.”
The man they carried out of the ring wasn’t as big as Shadow, but he was just as muscular. That wasn’t the issue, though. The woman who’d fought him stood in the corner of the ring, braced on one hand against the turnbuckle, her hip cocked. She had short-cropped hair dyed in several shades of blue from a pale turquoise to nearly black. In her other hand, she had a joint she pulled from occasionally while they cleaned up the mess behind her. And she might have been five feet tall. Maybe. If she were in heels.
Shadow felt his face split into a big grin. “Wee little thing.”
“Don’t let size fool you. She packs punch.” Venus couldn’t sound prouder.
The little thing wore a black vest and black pants. Both looked to be leather. Both were studded with silver spikes at the seams and around her waist. Matching black wristbands accompanied the vest and pants, as well as a studded dog collar. She wore dark makeup over her pale skin so that around her eyes was blackened, and her cheeks were highlighted in a very dark blue that matched her lipstick. Rounding up the outfit were thick black boots. All in all, very Gothic. With that outfit, Shadow expected loads of piercings and tats but saw none. Not even a piercing in her delicate earlobes. The closer he got, the more she appealed to him. He couldn’t help but grin.
“I think I’m in love with your sister, Venus. Just throwing that out there.”