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Melina -- Men have never given me a reason to trust them. The Bratva taught me men are brutal. Selfish. And take what they want. Death would be better than tying myself to one ever again. Then a Russian biker swoops in to save me. As much as I want to believe everything he says, how can I? I’ve only known pain at the hands of men. I want him to be different… but any hope I had died long ago.
Stripes -- She thinks she’s broken. I see a survivor. A strong woman who’s still standing despite what’s been done to her. It will take time, but I’ll help her heal. Prove not all men are evil. I’ll give her a reason to keep living. Never again will someone cause her pain. If they do, they’ll answer to me. My hands are already stained with blood. What’s a little more?
WARNING: Recommended for readers 18+ due to language, violence, and adult situations. Stripes is part of the Devil’s Boneyard MC series and contains darker content some readers may find objectionable. Stripes can be read as a stand-alone story, even though it’s part of a series.
Praise for Stripes (Devil's Boneyard MC 12)
"This was a tough, emotional read and it did bring tears to my eyes. But it was everything that I would expect from Melina's story. Harley did a wonderful job at bringing us this emotional, tragic and beautiful story."
-- 5 Stars from Dawn Greaves, Goodreads Review
"Oh my heart! This is an emotionally captivating, heartbreaking but oh so beautiful story. The patience, understanding and loving way Stripes takes care of Melina melted my heart. This story is not all rainbows and sunshine, this is a poignant story about healing, overcoming and finding happiness. I absolutely adored, loved and enjoyed everything about this book."
-- 5 Stars from DreaFernandez, BookBub Review
"Reading Stripes and Melina's story is hard and very sad. For what she went through, you'd think she'd want to give up. But Stripes wouldn't let her give up, he's her rock, her strength, he shows her what love is really like. Author Harley Wylde truly did amazing, I am definitely ready for the next book."
-- 5 Stars from Fabiola Cadet-Destil, Amazon Review
"I loved this story in all its broken and battered glory. Their road isn't easy but when you walk it with the right person, its paradise. I was on emotional overload by the time I came up for air. Melina grows into a fighter and with Stripes at her back, I know they will have a beautiful life together, 6 stars!"
-- 5 Stars from Leslee Nevill, Amazon Review
"I've loved Stripes since we met in Jackal. Melina's whole life has been hell on earth with the exception of her daughters when punished for the sins of her husband. When Stripes comes for her he promises no one will hurt her ever again. God I love these men!"
-- 5 Stars from Melissa Toner, Amazon Review
"Once again Harley delivered a story that makes you hurt,make you cry makes you smile and make you laugh while following the adventure of a hunky biker and a strong beautiful woman. I highly suggest all of her books for they are fantastic from the characters and their stories. I am going to be selfish and say I can't wait to see what she has in store for us in the future hopefully near future."
-- 5 Stars from Ina, Amazon Review
"I really enjoy reading Harley's books... she never disappoints... hot alpha bikers falling in love with woman who need help and who treat women the right way."
-- 5 Stars from Carole Fiore, Amazon Review
"As usual, this author does not disappoint. Another winner in this series of books. Good characters and plot with some some good twists and turns. Lots of emotional ups and downs, but still a very enjoyable book."
-- 5 Stars from CRoll, Amazon Review
"Stripes was amazing with his love, kindness and patience that he shared with Melina. He was her strength when she needed it most. Melina gave him a peace he's always wanted. This was truly a beautiful story of healing and love!"
-- 5 Stars from Shelby, Amazon Review
"Stripes was a treat! Action yes, hotness yes, but what I loved about this book was the character development and the connection I felt to them. It was raw and honest in dealing with some very dark issues and that made our Stripes stand out! He was tough, steady, over the top protective and loving…. all the biker cinnamon roll goodness that gets me! Fantastic book!"
-- 5 Stars from Laura C., Amazon Review
"This touching story is one emotional rollercoaster that touched my heart and had me in Melina’s corner. This is a well written story that is descriptive along with dynamic characters that inspire and makes this story come alive..."
-- 5 Stars from Merry Jelks-Emmanuel, Amazon Review
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Stripes (Devil's Boneyard MC 12)
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“What intel did Wire send us?” I asked.
Gator shrugged, which meant he’d been as pissed as I was and hadn’t paid close attention. We’d parked about a block away and observed the place from a distance. I leaned against a building, smoking a cigarette, in the hopes people wouldn’t be suspicious. So far, we’d seen a few customers go in and come out not too long afterward. I highly doubted they were getting their money’s worth.
“I wish Specter would show the fuck up,” I grumbled.
“We’ll be lucky if he does.” Gator scanned the area. “Can I ask you something?”
“If I say no, will it stop you?”
He snorted and shook his head. As I figured. I motioned for him to go ahead.
“Why did you agree to this? Breaking the woman out of there, I understand. But letting them marry the two of you? Why the fuck would you take a whore as your wife?”
I fought for control, knowing he was genuinely curious and didn’t mean it the way it sounded. Otherwise, I’d have already put my fist through his face. I took my time, trying to figure out how I could word it.
“The woman in there didn’t agree to become a whore. They beat her. Raped her. Forced her into that way of life. If we don’t get her out, she’ll only suffer more. Grimm and the Dixie Reapers are concerned the Bratva will try to take her back. Marriage is the only way to protect her.”
Gator stared a moment before giving a slight nod. “Fine. As long as they didn’t coerce you into this shit. I know how big your heart is, Stripes, even if others don’t always realize it.”
I grinned and put out my cigarette. “Let’s get this out of the way. If Specter shows, great. If not, we’ll handle it.”
Breaking into a brothel wasn’t exactly difficult. I’d expected security, but I hadn’t seen a single man watching over the place. If they’d had electronic surveillance, I knew one of the hackers would have disabled it by now. We walked through the front doors and a woman, most likely the madam, smiled at us broadly.
“Gentlemen, what’s your pleasure today? We can cater to any and all of your needs.”
I curled my fingers into a fist, fighting to maintain control. I wanted to rip this place to pieces with my bare hands. Instead, I took in my surroundings. At a quick glance, I saw the frightened women nearby. A few of them looked completely destroyed. They no longer cared what happened to them, and the woman in front of me was the deadest of them all. Despite her smile, her eyes were vacant. She was little more than a puppet. I doubted she had any real control. The Bratva owned her, same as the other women here. Her greeting us only meant she’d been here the longest. They’d broken her long ago and had no reason to doubt she’d do exactly as they commanded.
I didn’t think any of these women came here voluntarily. Someone had possibly trafficked them. At the very least, they were being disciplined like Melina. I didn’t want them to get hurt, which meant I needed to be careful. And yet, I’d have to get my point across. The thought of scaring them soured my stomach. But fear and pain would be the only way to get their attention. At first, anyway.
“Do you want easy way or hard way?” I folded my arms. I didn’t need them to know I was a pushover when it came to a damsel in distress. With my accent, they might even think I had Bratva ties. And I knew it was thicker than usual right now. Even I could hear the difference. “I want Melina Romanov.”