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Title: Treading The Traitor's Path: Out Bad
Series: Neither This, Nor That, #2
Author: MariaLisa deMora
Cover Photography: WANDERAGUIAR :: PHOTOGRAPHY
Cover Model: JamesClippinger
Cover Artist: Debera Kuntz
Genre: MC Romance
Release Date: September 18th, 2017
Synopsis
Fate is a
fickle mistress. No matter a man’s desires, she tends to give with one hand,
and take with the other. Good or bad, it doesn’t matter to her, as long as
there’s balance.
Ralph
Lewis, otherwise known as Po’Boy, made one decision that changed the trajectory
of his entire life. On the losing end of a schoolyard fight, he’d been on his
back in the dust, glaring up at the boy who’d flattened him. Had watched
unbelieving as that same boy stretched out his hand, offering to help Ralph to
his feet. Against every instinct, he had accepted.
In that
instant, he went from friendless pariah to having a partner and ally. For the
first time in his life, he was respected ... and feared. Po’Boy spent the next
decade defending his position at his best friend’s side. Life was good. Fate
has a way of taking back the reins, though.
A
long-ago action places him directly in the crosshairs of their enemies, and
circumstances force Po’Boy’s hand. Members of motorcycle clubs, men like him
who live an outlaw’s life don’t treat kindly with traitors, and in their world,
that is what Po’Boy has become.
With
events threatening to pull him away from everything he holds dear, he’s made to
walk a careful line to keep those he loves safe. Bound by silence, for his
brothers’ sake, he’ll suffer through the worst thing that can happen to a man
who lives and breathes the brotherhood. Out Bad.
2 5 STAR REVIEWS
Marialisa deMora is quickly becoming one of my top 5 favorite authors!!! The way she writes is just incredible. The story comes to life right in your hands. I highly recommend reading The Route to Twisted Pain prior to reading this book. It may not be 100% necessary, but I think it would make this story that much better.
Po’Boy is going through a lot in his life. He’s already been through hell in his life and now he is feeling a bit abandoned (maybe). His best friend, who he is attached at the hip to, has found his heart (true love) and now the space Po’Boy once held is taken up by Yousa. (No, the relationship between Po’Boy and Twisted isn’t like that. They have shared women, but not been together). Anyway, besides losing his best friend to love, Po’Boy has a secret his life depends on no one finding out. Enter the drama and the heat!
I’m not great with words so expressing what I mean won’t be easy, but Miss deMora is excellent with words and I LOVE her books. I highly recommend reading anyone of her series. I give this book 5 stars with 5 hands down the pants.
Po’Boy is going through a lot in his life. He’s already been through hell in his life and now he is feeling a bit abandoned (maybe). His best friend, who he is attached at the hip to, has found his heart (true love) and now the space Po’Boy once held is taken up by Yousa. (No, the relationship between Po’Boy and Twisted isn’t like that. They have shared women, but not been together). Anyway, besides losing his best friend to love, Po’Boy has a secret his life depends on no one finding out. Enter the drama and the heat!
I’m not great with words so expressing what I mean won’t be easy, but Miss deMora is excellent with words and I LOVE her books. I highly recommend reading anyone of her series. I give this book 5 stars with 5 hands down the pants.
Wow, this book was amazing. It makes you realise you can't help who you laugh, and don't listen to others who will judge you. I couldn't put this book down. We remeet back up with some of the characters from first book.
I loved Po'Boy, he may be from the bayou but he works hard at what he is, and works hard for the Incohorents. He has a big heart, and he tries and hides it. He likes to keep secrets what could destroy others. He doesn't let many get too close for comfort.
I loved Wrench, he is total opposite. He is kind hearted even with a tough exterior. He is a tough worker and loyal to his club. He may seem a confused a lot, but he is very intelligent.
I loved Crissy, she is shy and innocent but also has a side to her what starts coming out. She can be sassy and feisty when it calls for it. She is a hard worker, and loves to read.
I really can't wait to read more of this series. I recommend both books of this series. WTMO
I loved Po'Boy, he may be from the bayou but he works hard at what he is, and works hard for the Incohorents. He has a big heart, and he tries and hides it. He likes to keep secrets what could destroy others. He doesn't let many get too close for comfort.
I loved Wrench, he is total opposite. He is kind hearted even with a tough exterior. He is a tough worker and loyal to his club. He may seem a confused a lot, but he is very intelligent.
I loved Crissy, she is shy and innocent but also has a side to her what starts coming out. She can be sassy and feisty when it calls for it. She is a hard worker, and loves to read.
I really can't wait to read more of this series. I recommend both books of this series. WTMO
Excerpt One
From
Chapter Five
Po’Boy opened his eyes a slit to see a figure looming over him
in the darkness. The flaring light from the bonfire was barely enough to let
him recognize an ally, Wrench. A CoBo member who had known Penny her entire
life. One who had a thing for her once, giving way when Twisted staked his
claim. Wrench was looking down at Po’Boy, and he was about to sit up and greet
him when the expression on the man’s face caught his attention.
It was avid. Hungry.
Wrench’s gaze was trailing along Po’Boy’s form, pausing at his
chest, then moving down to his crotch. His nostrils flared, and the muscles in
his jaw tensed, jumping as he ground his teeth together.
Aroused.
Po’Boy’s cock twitched, and the movement must have been
visible because he watched as Wrench’s tongue came out in a languorous swipe
across his bottom lip. What the fuck?
A sound from by the bonfire pulled Wrench’s gaze away, and he
took a step backwards, then two, before turning and stalking into the darkness.
What. The. Fuck?
Copyright © 2017. MariaLisa deMora. All Rights Reserved.
Excerpt Two
Chapter
Seventeen
Po’Boy
Po’Boy waited in silence, or as much silence as he could
manage. It was hard and becoming more difficult by the second as the pressure
on his hand increased. Twisting his neck, he looked, even as he told himself
not to, and saw the balloon-like swelling of his fingers, skin stretched taut.
Purple with pooling blood, he didn't know how much more strain his flesh could
take without bursting. For a moment he reconsidered the silent thing, because
while screaming wouldn’t help, it couldn’t hurt.
The trap was simple, and elegant. Noose around his ankle,
tight and secure, positioned where he couldn't reach. It had been laid in a
hallway, rag rug tossed over it to conceal the presence of the rope. All it
took was him creeping through the darkness looking for Deuces, and a step in
the wrong place. Snap, the trap tripped, and he'd been dragged down the hallway
like a rabbit lure at hound races.
The one on his hand was harder to explain, but he remembered
reaching out for something, anything to slow his terrifying rush up the
hallway. Pulled to a jolting stop, his shoulder joint stretched to near
breaking, anchored to a point somewhere along the path. Once the shock wore
off, he'd looked up to see a thin wire wrapped around his hand and wrist. But
the motor pulling on his leg hadn’t stalled. Oh, no. That bitch is quality
machinery. Fuck. Hadn't stopped and was actively pulling, whining as it worked
overtime to continue its job. The wire around his wrist was small, thin, and
looked disturbingly like a cheese slicer against his skin.
Images from text books ran through his mind, of men suspended
from ropes, tied to four horses, one for each appendage. Drawn and quartered,
but in his case he figured it was halved. The sound of the motor changed,
nearly stalling, and he hoped this meant the clutch was giving out. Fucking
finally. Then another sound rattled through the hallway, and he twisted his
head to look towards the front of the building. Standing in the opening was a
man. He wasn’t moving, was just standing there quietly. From the tilt of his
head, Po’Boy knew he was looking down at him. Not moving, not jumping to help,
not saying anything.
Not friend, then. Can’t hurt to ask. It did hurt like a
motherfucker just to lay there, so asking was where he’d head.
“Little help?” Rough and hoarse from holding quiet for so
long, Po’Boy watched as the man’s head swung back and forth, slowly. “Oh, come
on, man. You can’t be fuckin’ serious.”
“As a heart attack,” the man told him, stepping forwards and
into the light shining through a window in a room opening onto the hallway.
Slender, with long red hair pulled low on his neck into a simple queue, the man
looked like anyone you might pass on the street. Nondescript, dressed in
clothes which wouldn’t pull someone’s gaze twice. He was everybody, and nobody.
“You’re in quite the pickle, Po’Boy.”
Well, fuck. If he knows who I am, then I’m screwed. The motor
whined and stuttered, then caught, and at the resulting yank, Po’Boy felt the
cable around his hand break the skin, finally.
Copyright © 2017. MariaLisa deMora. All Rights Reserved.
In The Series
Legends are born from moments like these. Folktales spun around a single point in time so perfect, you can almost hear the click resonating through the universe as things align.
George Bell, aka Twisted, knows the odds are against him. Have been all his life. Born in a Louisiana bordello, raised around the rough and rowdy men of a motorcycle club, he’s never been the lucky type. But he believes luck can change, so when fate gives him a glimpse of breathtaking beauty, he’s more than willing to roll the dice. Chancing upon what could be the woman of his dreams, he’s prepared to push this streak as far as he can.
Penny Dane’s background gives her an edge in the life she’s chosen to lead. Raised in a can-do family, she’s resilient, rolling with life’s punches and landing on her feet. But, when the past holds painful secrets—when a single misstep can turn deadly—can she trust the passion this man stirs in her?
On the surface, Bell and Penny don’t work. Their mismatched worlds are too different. But like a backwater bayou, what you see is not the whole story, there are mysteries buried underneath. Penny is the red-haired beauty caught up in a web of lies. Bell is like no one she’s ever met before. The problem is, he knows it.
18+ due to explicit content.
George Bell, aka Twisted, knows the odds are against him. Have been all his life. Born in a Louisiana bordello, raised around the rough and rowdy men of a motorcycle club, he’s never been the lucky type. But he believes luck can change, so when fate gives him a glimpse of breathtaking beauty, he’s more than willing to roll the dice. Chancing upon what could be the woman of his dreams, he’s prepared to push this streak as far as he can.
Penny Dane’s background gives her an edge in the life she’s chosen to lead. Raised in a can-do family, she’s resilient, rolling with life’s punches and landing on her feet. But, when the past holds painful secrets—when a single misstep can turn deadly—can she trust the passion this man stirs in her?
On the surface, Bell and Penny don’t work. Their mismatched worlds are too different. But like a backwater bayou, what you see is not the whole story, there are mysteries buried underneath. Penny is the red-haired beauty caught up in a web of lies. Bell is like no one she’s ever met before. The problem is, he knows it.
18+ due to explicit content.
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Author Bio
Raised in the south, MariaLisa learned about the magic of books at an early age. Every summer, she would spend hours in the local library, devouring books of every genre. Self-described as a book-a-holic, she says “I’ve always loved to read, but then I discovered writing, and found I adored that, too. For reading … if nothing else is available, I’ve been known to read the back of the cereal box.”
A hockey fan, hiker, gamer, and single mom of a special needs son, she embraces her inner geek and has been working in the tech field for a publishing company for a couple decades.
Music is a driving passion, and she says, “I love music of nearly any genre — jazz, country, rock, alt rock, metal, classical, bluegrass, rap, hip hop … you name it, I listen to it. I can often be seen dancing through the house in the early mornings. But I really, REALLY love live music. My favorite thing with music is seeing bands in small, dive bars [read: small, intimate venues]. If said bar [venue] has a good selection of premium tequila, then that’s a plus!”
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