by Nancy Haviland
Steel Jackals MC #2
Publication Date: February 28, 2017
Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Erotic, Romance, MC
After years of solitude, Tish O’Malley made the mistake of assuming happiness was finally hers. But before she can relax her guard and enjoy her protective—albeit secretive—Sergeant at Arms, another selfish choice made by her unconscionable drug-addict mother brings about deadly consequences. With Rachel conveniently tucked away behind bars, her massive debt is laid at Tish’s feet.
Josh “The Guardian” Sylvan knew when he claimed his young queen, her well-being would become his life’s purpose. When her mother’s senseless idiocy brings his estranged father’s notorious club to town, to protect Tish, Josh must consider taking out a member of the Obsidian Devils MC. Can he risk it all? Jeopardize his brothers and their families as they stand at his back, preparing to fight this personal battle?
Everything changes when Josh discovers his and Tish’s love has produced the one thing that will bind her to his side forever. Only then does indecision flee, and possessive rage takes over.
They entered the club ten strong, but didn’t head to the bar or start searching through the crowd. Nah. They went straight to the DJ booth being manned by two people; a guy and girl. Neither of them did anything more than take a couple of steps back when Josh and the boys approached.
“How do I cut the music?” Josh shouted over one annoying techno beat.
The guy came back and grabbed a mic that he handed over. “You let me know when you’re ready and I’ll set you up, bro.”
A couple of switches were flicked, a dial or two was spun, and the music died. As the crowd got pissed, Josh puffed into the mic to make sure it was on. It was.
“Listen up, assholes.” His voice easily carried across the packed floor to reach the booths lining the outer walls. The bar that took up a good chunk of real estate didn’t have a seat available. A lot of heads had turned his way, but the noise continued.
“Hey! Shut the fuck up!”
As more people looked their way and noticed the group of cuts, mouths closed and pretty soon someone would have had no trouble putting their kid to sleep in the corner.
“Aw, for chrissake’s. We’re fucked.”
A smattering of laughter followed the curse. Josh’s gaze went right. That had been Nina’s voice. If he’d been unsure, Nick’s chuckle would have proved it.
He brought the mic back to his mouth. “Tish O’Malley? Get your fuckin’ ass up and visible.”
He scanned the sea of heads, waiting to see his blonde appear. And waited.
“You do not want me coming out there to get you, little girl.” His growl rumbled through the club and brought about a round of catcalls and whistles. A few female voices asked if they could take Trish’s place. He’d always hated when people got her name wrong.
A movement had his eyes darting…
Well, fuck him with a dry boner.
Tish came into view, but she wasn’t his Tish. She was hers. The expression in her heavily made-up eyes was icy, she wore no welcoming smile, and rather than come to heel, she walked her sweet ass down two steps then paused. Presumably to give him a clear view of her painted on black pants and four-inch stillies. The goddamn silver thing she wore on her upper half was so sheer he could see her black bra through it without even squinting. She held his stare for a brief moment, then the nervy bugger gave him her back and walked away, hair swaying in time with her lush hips.
Nina’s smirk was a mix of pride and apology as she dutifully followed her friend. She was wearing a white shirt that was cropped to the bottom of her ribs and had one word on it. No. Her jeans sat so low on her hips the waistline had to be even with her pubic bone.
As oohs and aahs sounded, Josh dropped the mic and stepped off the stage. His pursuit of his rebellious brat wasn’t even a consideration.
He moved faster when he saw Nina look back before shoving at Tish to get her going; they ran in that way girls did when wearing unsuitable footwear for running. And because the crowd had lost their focus, they got in the fuckin’ way, stealing precious time from Josh. Finally, too pissed to care, he started tossing bodies. Some complained. Others enjoyed the ride.
They made it outside in time to watch Nina’s Camaro tear an impressive streak down the street. Josh waited to see which way they’d go when they reached the lights. He cursed when the car went right instead of left.
“She’s taking Tish home,” he said to Nick as he gave the others a nod. “Thanks for the company boys.” Nick had called the reinforcement in case they’d needed crowd control.
“Don’t be too rough on her, Guardian.”
“Bet she only does that once.”
“The young ones always need extra training.”
“Look who her uncle is, brother. What did you expect?”
Josh reacted to the good-natured taunts with a perfectly visible middle finger as he got on his bike. The laughter faded as most of them went back into the club.
“Should I bring Ted in to deal with Nina?” Nick put his helmet on.
“You gonna deal with Tish or do you want me to?”
Best friend, VP, brother…none of the titles mattered at that moment as Josh turned serious eyes on Nick. “Tish isn’t yours to deal with anymore, Irish. She’s mine. From her stubborn head to her dainty little feet, she belongs to me. And I can tell you this; the lesson I teach her tonight will guarantee she never goes rogue again. As for the public scene? Yeah, this is the last she’ll ever make. You have my word.”
DON’T MISS WHERE IT ALL STARTED! GRAB YOUR COPY OF BLIND DEVOTION, BOOK #1 IN THE STEEL JACKALS MC SERIES!
Nineteen-year-old Tish O’Malley has loved Josh “The Guardian” Sylvan since she was a child. When her reticent hero returns to Queen Creek after serving a three-year prison term meant for her mother, Tish is through pretending this man nearly twice her age isn’t the only happiness she’s ever known.
Will the viciously loyal Sergeant at Arms stand by his instant and brutal rejection of the woman Tish has become? Or will he give in and claim her as his young queen despite his best efforts to resist the one female who should never have made it on his radar?
*PLEASE BE AWARE: Blind Devotion was formerly released in November 2015 as HIS YOUNG QUEEN by TIFF P. RAINE. It has been revised, given a new title and cover, but it hasn’t been altered enough for any information to be missed if you don’t re-read before continuing with the books that will follow. This is the intro to the STEEL JACKALS MC series, and it’s in Tish O’Malley’s POV only. Hers and Josh’s story will continue in dual POV in BLIND FAITH, which is scheduled for release at the end of February 2017.
**WARNING: Contains drug use, profanity, and explicit sexual situations. If you’re not comfortable with frequent use of the C-words or a demanding alpha biker fresh out of prison, please skip reading this book. +18
ABOUT NANCY HAVILAND
Nancy Haviland is an award-winning, bestselling romance (suspense, erotic, contemporary) author who writes about her possessive alpha males and their obsessively loved women from her home in Southwestern Ontario. Her greatest loves are her family and that ever-present cooling cup of coffee at her elbow.