Blade: Dark Falcons MC, #5

By Em Petrova

Blade dropped out of high school.
He drinks too much.
He's the son of a killer.
And he's in love with a woman so sweet that even looking at her too long will taint her.

Yet Titus, aka Blade, can't seem to stay away from the clubhouse, where his best friend's little sister has been hanging out lately. Laying a hand on her would mean strained ties with his buddy…and besides, Juliette is far too good for a man like him.

When Juliette isn't teaching kindergarten during the day, she is sitting at the Dark Falcons clubhouse. She also can't keep her eyes off a man named Blade. The scar he sports on his hand doesn't come close to the ones she sees in his eyes. Trouble is, he won't make a move toward her.

Then Blade turns to her for help, and Juliette will never be the same. Except bald desire isn't enough to last for more than one night…or is it?

• Language: English
• Publisher: Em Petrova
• Release date: Dec 22, 2023
• ISBN: 9798223791546

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Blade

Dark Falcons Book 5

Copyright Em Petrova 2021

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DIXON

TANK

PATRIOT

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BLADE

Blade dropped out of high school.

He drinks too much.

He’s the son of a killer.

And he’s in love with a woman so sweet that even looking at her too long will taint her.

Yet Titus, aka Blade, can’t seem to stay away from the clubhouse, where his best friend’s little sister has been hanging out lately. Laying a hand on her would mean strained ties with his buddy...and besides, Juliette is far too good for a man like him.

When Juliette isn’t teaching kindergarten during the day, she is sitting at the Dark Falcons clubhouse. She also can’t keep her eyes off a man named Blade. The scar he sports on his hand doesn’t come close to the ones she sees in his eyes. Trouble is, he won’t make a move toward her.

Then Blade turns to her for help, and Juliette will never be the same. Except bald desire isn’t enough to last for more than one night...or is it?

Table of Contents

CHAPTER ONE

CHAPTER TWO

CHAPTER THREE

CHAPTER FOUR

CHAPTER FIVE

CHAPTER SIX

CHAPTER SEVEN

CHAPTER EIGHT

EPILOGUE

SNEAK PEEK OF HITTING XTREMES

Blade

by

Em Petrova

Chapter One

Some people deserved what they got.

Blade earned his nickname because he deserved to be sliced by a thug he picked a fight with one night in a bar.

His father deserved a life sentence in prison for murder.

Question was...when would he start deserving anything good in his life?

He didn’t slow to go into the tight curve circling the base of the Smoky Mountains. He was already cutting it close. Whether or not he reached his cousin’s place before the organized crime family did remained to be seen.

The phone call with his cousin would put the fear of God into any man. Everyone in Tennessee knew to steer clear of the Enger family unless you either wanted in their group for life or to jump into an early grave.

Well, almost everyone knew that—his father hadn’t. After he murdered the Enger patriarch following a sordid affair with the man’s wife, the remaining family members didn’t stop at putting him behind bars. In their world, they believed dirty blood ran deep in families.

Maybe they were right. Blade asked himself daily—sometimes hourly—if he was any better than the good-for-nothing who sired him. But something inside him made him scramble up again and again, searching for a better way to live than what he was taught.

He came out of the tight curve at speeds of sixty, and by the time he straightened his Harley Davidson, he reached for seventy.

What if he didn’t make it before things turned bad? His cousin would die. All Creed said was to hurry, and then he’d gone into a coughing fit that sounded far too wet to end well.

And why didn’t he call 9-1-1? Blade only had to ask himself once to know the answer.

To do so would bring their family out into the open. Acknowledging that the crime family was after the Bancrofts would put a bullet in all of their heads.

Blade wouldn’t let his cousin die because of his old man. Nor his sister, her children, aunts, uncles or countless distant cousins who’d be under fire sooner or later just for sharing his father’s blood.

What his father started, Blade would end. One way or another, he’d stop the Engers and set them all free.

First, he had to stay upright on the road and not lay down his bike and end up in a crumpled twist of metal and road rash.

He slowed for the next switchback curve, trying to clear his mind enough to focus on his drive. Casting about for something that was good in his miserable world proved difficult.

Except there was one thing...Juliette.

Sweet, perfect, innocent Juliette. His best friend Rio’s little sister—off-limits to a man like Blade. Though damn if anyone could rip away his dreams of her.

A kindergarten teacher and a biker had no life together, and he wouldn’t delude himself that anything more than a brief nod of hello would be acceptable. She taught kids and volunteered at the school fundraisers and bake sales, while he went after people who threatened his family.

He vowed to never lay a hand on her. To do so would taint her perfect soul. Though she’d been hanging out at the Dark Falcons Motorcycle Club lately, he couldn’t figure out why. While the guys in the club were good to the core, they were a rough bunch—some more than others, and he came in dead last on the list when it came to worth.

Yet, she stuck around. When he looked up at the table in the corner where she often sat talking to some of the women, he’d catch sight of her and his heart would lift.

For that shimmering moment, he believed that good things existed in the world...in the silk of her straight blonde hair or the richness of her creamy skin, so delicate that even the spattering of freckles appeared fragile enough that a callused fingertip such as his could wipe them away.

Truth be told, he lived for the glimpses he got of her in the clubhouse. That rosy-lipped smile haunted his dreams and fantasies and tormented all at once.

He wasn’t so blind that he didn’t see her looking back. He looked up, she glanced down. When they passed each other, one of them would slow as if battling the magnetism between them.

No good thinking of things he could never touch let alone call his own. Rio would smash in his face if he found out Blade was toying with his sister. And he refused to bring her into his dark world.

Not even the Dark Falcons knew how the flames licked at his heels. He planned to keep it that way too. While he trusted the brothers with his life, he refused to drag them any deeper than simply knowing him did.

The final curve and the blue evening light, nearly purple, cloaked his cousin’s home, along with the thick fog that came off the Smokies and seemed to fill every corner of Mersey and the surrounding areas.

Dragging in a deep breath, he smelled the mountains he loved so much. He couldn’t imagine living anywhere else, but if his leaving meant his friends and family were safer, he’d pack his shit tonight and leave town.

The Engers would follow him, he had no doubt.

In front of his cousin’s, he quickly parked his bike and jogged to the front. Bending, he swiped the key from beneath a garden statue of a gargoyle and let himself in.

Creed? he