The Last of the Barons — Volume 03 by Baron Edward Bulwer Lytton Lytton (suggested reading TXT) 📕

Taming Blade

Kings Reapers MC Book 5

Nicola Jane

Contents

Spelling Note

Warning

Acknowledgments

Social Media

Playlist

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

Chapter 14

Chapter 15

Chapter 16

Chapter 17

Chapter 18

Chapter 19

Chapter 20

Chapter 21

Chapter 22

Chapter 23

COMING SOON

Taming Blade

This book is a work of fiction. The names, characters, places, and incidents are all products of the author’s imagination and are not to be construed as real. Any similarities are entirely coincidental.

Taming Blade Copyright © 2021 by Nicola Jane. All rights are reserved. No part of this

book may be used or reproduced in any manner without written permission from the author,

except in the case of brief quotations used in articles or reviews. For information, contact Nicola Jane.

Cover Designer: Charli Childs, Cosmic Letterz Design

Editor: Rebecca Vazquez, Knox Publishing

Proofreader: Jackie Ziegler, Knox Publishing

Publisher: Knox Publishing

Taming Blade can be read as a standalone, but it does follow on from the fourth book in the series, Saving Blu.

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Please note, this author resides in the United Kingdom and is using British English. Therefore, some words may be viewed as incorrect or spelled incorrectly, however, they are not.

Trigger Warning

The material in this book may be viewed as offensive to some readers, including graphic

language, sexual situations, murder, and violence.

Acknowledgments

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Check out what music Nicola Jane played while working on Taming Blade!

Some Guys Have All The Luck - Maxi Priest

Consequences - Camila Cabello

No Hard Feelings - Melii

Can’t Rely on You - Paloma Faith

Before He Cheats - Carrie Underwood

Perfect - Ed Sheeran

Take Care - Drake ft. Rihanna

Maybe Don’t - Maisie Peters ft. JP Saxe

all the good girls go to hell - Billie Eilish

Another Love - Tom Odell

Go Tell Her Now - Tom Odell

Loving You - Jonathan Roy (Cover Version)

Breathe Me - Jonathan Roy (Cover Version)

Breaking The Rules - Jack Savoretti

Hold On - Chord Overstreet

Headlights - Eminem ft. Nate Ruess

Bad Things - Machine Gun Kelly ft. Camila Cabello

Sunshine - Gabrielle

Chapter One

TILLIE

I stare idlily out the shop window while scribbling patterns on a white paper bag. I love to doodle. I sometimes do it automatically without thinking. Sara, my friend and colleague, nudges me, causing me to draw a line across the paper. “Your stalker is coming,” she whispers excitedly.

I roll my eyes. She’s referring to the hot guy who comes into the shop every other day to buy red liquorice twists. He’s harmless and loves a flirt, and it doesn’t hurt that he’s easy on the eyes. “You’re blushing,” she adds.

“Because you’re being silly,” I hiss, nudging her back.

He enters the shop and I stare down at my scribble, pretending not to notice the hot, well-built, tattoo-covered stallion with a serious addiction to sweet treats. He clears his throat and I look up into steely grey eyes. “Sunshine,” he says and I shiver. His deep rumbling voice has that effect on me. He’s called me ‘Sunshine’ from the very first day he came into my grandmother’s sweet shop. He said it’s because I brighten his day. Swoon.

“Mr. X,” I say, reaching for the jar of liquorice he always asks for. He never tells me his name and I’ve given up asking.

“How’s tricks?” he asks, leaning his hands on the glass top counter. His muscles flex and I swallow hard. Just that one masculine move has me clenching my thighs.

“Good. It’s been a steady week. What about you?” I ask, taking a paper bag and sticking ten liquorice sticks into it.

The door opens and another guy pops his head in. He’s wearing a similar leather jacket to Mr. X, with a skeleton sewn onto the front. “Blade, we gotta run, brother. Riggs needs us at the Windsor,” he says, sounding rushed.

“Um,” I say, smiling as I hand him his bag of goodies. “Blade.”

Blade grins. His fingers touch mine as I hand the bag over, and I tingle all over when he hooks his little finger around my own. “I prefer Mr. X,” he says, winking before turning to leave.

Once he’s gone, Sara fans her face with her hand. “Dear lord, that man is HOT. Seriously, how have you not thrown yourself against him and stuffed your tongue down his throat? How is it possible that he walks around like a god and streams of females are not chasing him down the street, screaming out how much they love him and want to lick his—”

“Do not finish that sentence, you horny cow,” I smirk.

“It’s given me an idea, though,” she says, pulling herself to sit on the counter.

I groan. “Your ideas always end in trouble.”

“His friend mentioned the Windsor. It’s a bar,” she says. “Why don’t we go there tonight for a few drinks?”

“No!” I say firmly, shaking my head. “Absolutely not. No way.”

“You’re always saying we should try new places. You complain when we go to the same wine bars every weekend.”

“Because I need a bank loan just to pay for one glass of wine in those places,” I say. “Anyway, I think the Windsor is on the corner of Queens Road and those bars are at the complete opposite end of the scale to what you’re used to,” I point out. “You’ll ruin your fake designer shoes.”

Sara sniggers. It’s a known fact she owns nothing fake in her wardrobe and probably owns more designer brands than all the Kardashians put together. “I don’t mind slumming it for one night if