Walker

Walker (Iron Tzars MC 5) A Bones MC Romance Marteeka Karland All rights reserved.Copyright ©2023 Marteeka Karland BIN: 010795-03510 Formats Available:Adobe PDF, Epub Publisher:Changeling Press LLC315 N. Centre St.Martinsburg, WV 25404www.ChangelingPress.com Editor: Katriena KnightsCover Artist: Marteeka Karland Adult Sexual Content This e-book file contains sexually explicit scenes and adult language which some may find offensive and which is not appropriate for a young audience. Changeling Press E-Books are for sale to adults, only, as defined by the laws of the country in which you made your purchase. Please store your files wisely, where they cannot be accessed by under-aged readers. Legal File Usage -- Your Rights Payment of the download fee for this book grants the purchaser the right to download and read this file, and to maintain private backup copies of the file for the purchaser’s personal use only. 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To fulfill his political aspirations, my stepfather has decided to sell me to a man who can take him to the governor’s seat. He’s always been abusive, demanding I be perfect in public, silent in private, and obey him in all things. After we moved to Evansville, Indiana, I spent months trying to find the perfect protector, looking for the biggest, bravest, meanest man I could find. Then I meet Walker from the motorcycle club, Iron Tzars. He’s everything I need, everything I want, and nothing I can handle. But he’s the one. And I’m determined for him to make me his. Walker -- I’m emotionally unavailable, a mean bastard on the best of days. Serving my country as a Dog Handler for the Army, finding explosives meant to kill my fellow soldiers and innocent people, left me with emotional scars I never thought I’d get over. I lost my fiancée, my partner, and my ability to empathize with anything. Hell, I even refused to name the dog that took up with me and refused to leave, simply calling her Dog. Then this lost little waif worms her way into a compound full of hardasses who never allow outsiders. Of all the men in this club, the little fool sets her sights on me. Time to set her straight. Only, I might have gone too far. If Blossom doesn’t survive this, it’s on me. And I might have accidentally fallen for her. Chapter One Walker Downing the shot of Jack I’d just poured for myself, I did my best to ignore the feminine laughter coming from the other side of the clubhouse common room. Blossom Evergreen was a fucking trial to the most patient of men and a pain in my fucking ass. She was always there. Always right in my line of sight or upwind of me so I had to smell that clean, fresh scent that always clung to her. Reminded me of spring flowers or some fucking shit. A crash followed by a startled yelp had me pouring another drink. The woman was also the biggest klutz known to man. “Sorry!” The lyrical sound of Blossom’s voice shot through me and went straight to my cock. Even knowing she’d likely plowed over some club girl. “Watch where you’re goin’, bitch!” “I’m so sorry, Star! I’ll clean it up.” “Damned straight you will!” “Cut it out, Star!” Another club girl came to Blossom’s aid. I knew better than to look. If I did, I’d be obliged to step in, and if I did, every fucking club girl East of the Mississippi would be all the fuck over me. Any hint of interest in a woman by any of the brothers brought them in droves. They were very territorial of the unattached men in the club. “It’s all right, Didi. I was at fault. I’ll clean it up.” Blossom’s voice was subdued now. Almost subservient. “You cut it out too, Blossom! She plowed around the corner right into you! This ain’t your fault.” “If she hadn’t been making a nuisance of herself, tripping all over herself and everyone else to try and get close to Walker for two fuckin’ months, the club’d be a better fuckin’ place!” “You don’t like it here, say the word, Star.” Atlas, the sergeant at arms for the club, said. “I’ll be happy to take you out.” He didn’t even stop as he passed. Just laid down his edict and kept going. There was no doubt he’d follow through. And the follow-through meant the woman wouldn’t be leaving. No one left Iron Tzars. Member, old lady, prospect, or club whore. They all knew it and respected it. Which was good. Last thing I wanted to do was to have to come to Blossom’s defense and encourage the girl further. Because Star was right. Blossom was making a nuisance of herself. “Don’t listen to her,” Didi encouraged. “Come with me. I’ll take you to the old ladies.” “You don’t have to do that. I don’t want anyone giving you grief, Didi.” Didi laughed. And no. Her laugh didn’t affect me the way fucking Blossom’s did. And who named their kid Blossom Evergreen anyway? The woman was a walking menace, and for some stupid reason my dick had zeroed in on her and was growing