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Avenger” Cage wants to rise to the top and become a legend in the ring. Though
he keeps his identity well guarded, he’s known on the fighting circuit as the
new kid with a chip on his shoulder and a tattoo on his back that marks him as
trouble. He’s got a personal score to settle with the Underground’s one and
only Remington “Riptide” Tate.
meets a young girl—the only other new person in the town–and sparks fly. When
things get heated between them, he finds out she’s none other than Reese Dumas,
the cousin of Remington Tate’s wife. A girl who’s supposed to root against him
and a girl he’s supposed to stay away from.
fights for the woman in his heart, and the monsters in his blood. The world’s
eyes are on them and the victor will go down in history as the ultimate
fighting champion; the ultimate LEGEND.
6th and final installment of the REAL series, but it can also be read as
standalone or after the three Remington and Brooke books (Real/Mine/Remy.)
line at the Underground registration, might pick up lunch on our way back home.
Don’t wait for us – lunch home w/Diane
Will take Racer to park and meet you home ltr
gym again. Some otherworldly impulse has me walking past the weights section. I
cross the treadmills, bicycles, toward the mats at the end and the boxing bags.
I scan the area where Maverick always works out. There are several guys at the
bags now. None of them are as big, or mysterious. Or hot.
the time. Five minutes to leave for Racer.
you’re acting stupid.
with the stroller and our snacks, then sit Racer inside and push him to the
park. There’s this spot I like under the shadow of a tree. I head there. “How
was day care, Racer?”
hungry. If I tell you an extra story tonight, would you give me one of your
examining my hand thoroughly. I let him open my palm.
blanket and stop in my tracks when I spot the figure doing pull-ups on the
position of his arms, and I can see the concrete-like squares of his abs
a few feet away, not far from the tree. He drops himself to the ground, lithe
as a cat and surprisingly quiet, and as he stretches to his feet from the
crouched position he landed in, his eyes are direct and interested and warm.
No, not warm. More.
little. He ambles over and I have the oddest sensation that he was waiting for
me. But . . . was he?
lift to meet mine.
more like from nerves or something like . . . anticipation.
the Underground terms and rules of engagement, states his coach’s name, and
then his name. A dangerous little chill runs down my spine when I read:
“the Avenger” Cage
this paper, studying my reaction.
“Well . . . wow.”
know why. Maverick Cage. His name is a conundrum. Maverick means “rebel,” and
cage . . . But it looks like this maverick is coming out of his
because I am.
“It wouldn’t be happening if it weren’t for you.”
myself if I didn’t tell my buddy here.” He fist-bumps Racer again and Racer
giggles at the attention.
extra while,” I tell Maverick.
face, but when he smiles, pleasure softens his granitelike features. And he’s
smiling right now. Dear me. “So he’s
not yours,” he says.
naked. As if he knows that I’ve missed him. As if he knows that just looking at
him makes me feel odd. Odd and oddly sensual inside. Responding to him.
ground. Then I realize my butt is sticking out, the Himalayas of butts out
there for him to see. In tight exercise gear. Fuck.
and opens his hand. “Share the blanket with me?”
keep looking at them. I get a gut squeeze of empathy every time I see the
bruises. His hands are huge. He
plants them on the blanket, then shifts to lean back on his arms, stretching
out his legs before him. Other couples are nearby on blankets. It feels
intimate when I set my stuff down, and I feel myself go hot when I sense him
watching me settle down next to it.
the tree, then looks at me in silence.
some . . . kid food? Or I’ve got . . .” I pull out my emergency Snickers
bar, which I’m proud not to have touched yet, and I hand it over. “Plus one
water and a drinking cup with a lid.”
water. He takes it. “I’m good.” He opens the
water bottle and hands it to me.
My stomach feels full of butterflies again and it makes no sense, since I don’t
even know him.
torsal muscles visible through the cotton of his shirt.
yourself kicked out,” I try.
business with him. “Right. I promised we’d feed the ducks today.” I quickly
pack our stuff and then push the stroller toward the lake. He walks beside me.
fill up a cup of duck food.
and don’t let them bite your finger. Do it like this. . . .” I
show him how to cup his hand. “Or throw it in the water and watch them pick at
ducks after the nibbles.
surrounding us as Maverick sits beside me.
me out, only smiling. His face is open, friendly, his smile captivating. But
his eyes are guarded, careful. I try to keep my voice indifferent.
somehow. But a genuinely appreciative smile touches his eyes. “Trust me. It’s
not nothing. It’s something, and I appreciate it.”
meeting the new Reese,” I hear myself blurt out.
spew it out like that?
I’m just totally baring myself to him without his even asking. Thank god he
takes it in stride with an attractive little dance in his eyes.
between us, it leaves me with nothing to do but look up at him. I lift my
lashes, and he’s staring at me with a look of total intrigue in his eyes. Wisps
of hair tease my face, and I push them away, feeling really restless under that
not even. I still owe you.” His eyes grow thoughtful, and he reaches into his
pocket and extracts something. “Open your palm.”
drop something in it. “What’s this?”
of a sudden. “I don’t have a lot right now, but I got this.”
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children and three dogs and spend my time baking, walking, writing, reading,
and taking care of my family. Thank you for spending your time with me and
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I (or let´s say we) started blogging, I always dreamed of taking part
in book tours for authors like Katy Evans. I read the other books of
this series months, probably by now years, ago. At a time when she
herself was a pretty unknown author (and what a talented one….)!
weeks ago we received an ARC for a book by Jodi Ellen Malpas who is on
“this list” as well. Now being able to read “Legend” by Katy Evans in
advance is the best present you could give to our blog. Thank you for
know what Katy Evans can do to you. She is one of these authors that
can rip your chest apart, squeeze your heart until it´s nothing but a
red puddle of blood and swallow it. And this is what she did with this
book to me as well! You rarely see authors that are able to create what
Katy created with this or the other books of the series.
, again, created some of the deepest, most unique characters you can
find while combining it with other characters from previous book.
And those characters she succesfully put into a detailled and
beautifully described setting that makes you feel like you are part of
the story. A story that makes sense. A story that never left me bored. A
story that touched me from the very first until the very last page.
book is so precious. While reading it you want to take your time,
because you don´t want to finish it. But this is what you just have to.
Because you have no other choice.
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