Title: Gypsy’s Lady
Series: Rebel Wayfarers MC, #11.5
Author: MariaLisa deMora
Genre: MC Romance
Release Date: June 11, 2018
lost faith in his fellow man and was drifting through life when he found the
Rebel Wayfarers MC. Having forever been a stranger to love, he was stunned when
it beckoned to him from a darkened room in faraway Oz. The route to hold the
woman of his dreams might be turbulent, but now that he’s found her, he’s
determined to keep her…no matter the cost.
Douglas Tatum was a decorated police officer and considered himself a community
servant loyal to the shield … back before he lost the faith. Betrayed by a man
he considered a brother, he cut all ties with his past existence, drifting
until he found a home with the Rebel Wayfarers MC, and their president, Mason.
With renewed purpose, Gypsy, as he’s now known, threw himself into building a
new life, earning his way into a trusted position in the club.
Dispatched overseas to help fulfill a club debt, Gypsy didn’t expect to find
his destiny under an unfamiliar canopy of stars. It took just a single
trembling glance for the dark-haired, blue-eyed beauty to own his heart.
Kelsey had spent months in captivity, serving men’s sadistic whims. Endless
days of living moment to moment, in darkness and pain, she had given up hope of
escape until Gypsy walked through the door. With one word from him, her heart
settled in her chest, and she knew she was safe. From that moment he had taken
control, dispatching her enemies and her nightmares, giving her a chance to be
fearless for the first time she could remember.
Now fate has thrown them another curve, and they’ll have to partner with an
unlikely crew to help save another girl. In the series timeline, this story
sits alongside ‘Fury’ (book #11).
Story in the Rebel Wayfarers MC book series, timeline matches book #11, Fury.
Gypsy’s Lady #11.5.
*Please note this book is part of the Rebel Wayfarers MC book series, featuring
characters from additional books in the series. If the books are read out of
order, you’ll twig to spoilers for the other books, so going back to read the
skipped titles won’t have the same angsty reveals. I strongly recommend you
read them in order. Available now: Mica (book #1), Slate (book #2), Bear (book
#3), Jase (book #4), Gunny (book #5), Mason (book #6), Hoss (book #7), Duck
(book #8), Watcher (book #9), Bones (book #10), and Fury (book #11). Upcoming
titles in the series include: Cassie (book #12).
What Others are Saying
This book is one of the best I have read in a long while. I loved every word!”
Kat Wes, Goodreads review
“The author’s gift with words is amazing. She put me inside
Gypsy’s head and his heart. I saw her“The way MariaLisa deMora pens her stories, she always manages to provide me so
through his eyes and the journey she took me on was both heartbreaking and
beautiful.” – Rosa, iScream Books Blog
much of the Rebel’s life with each installment to the series. These books are
never just about a romance…but a journey. How each brother finds his way to
the club and how those events ultimately lead him to his soulmate.” – Naughty Mom Story Time
From Chapter 13 in Gypsy’s Lady, book #11.5 in the Rebel
Wayfarers MC book series
“No girl, no cash. You think because I’m American I’m stupid,
Baxter?” Gypsy shook his head in counterfeit distress, pushing to his feet from
the low couch. Everything about the room screamed Baxter’s need to put himself
in a superior position, and that only echoed the self-important details about
the kidnapper’s compound far in the country. His men were strolling the grounds
with visible weapons, but Gypsy could read the men’s unease with having so much
firepower. If it came down to a fight, they wouldn’t be anything near a match
for the Hawks. Now he had to talk Baxter into bringing him the girl so he could
communicate the plan. Stoke and Talon both swore she had a steady head on her
shoulders, and they were confident if he could tell her what was going down,
she’d find a way to help. Fuck, I hope they’re right.
“I’ve got the girl. No worries.” Baxter leaned against the
wall, managing to look prissy doing even that. “I want to see the cash.”
“You’ve already seen it.” Gypsy had opened the case at the
gate as instructed and aimed it to where a camera could see. They’d already
known about the camera, but it was validation for Myron’s info. The Hawks were
able to hear everything he did, thanks to some tech the Hawks’ member Beast had
handed over. They’d claimed it was undetectable, and so far, they’d been proven
right, as Baxter’s man had run a wand over Gypsy, coming up with nothing. “No
need to play show and tell again. You want a deal? Then I want. To see. The
Baxter gestured towards the door and ordered, “Malcolm, go get
No one spoke while they waited for the man to return, Gypsy’s
gaze never leaving Baxter’s face. Filth, he thought, I’m in the presence of
filth. He didn’t know if he’d ever had to fight such a strong an urge to kill a
man. Here sat a wealthy beast, someone who appeared to be any businessman you’d
meet on the street, but his trade was flesh. And not willing flesh, either.
Other than Nary, which was personal, he seemed to specialize in women who
wouldn’t be missed, preying on vulnerable girls for his own, vast profit. Dickweed
needs to die.
The door opened, and it was all Gypsy could do to stay seated
on the couch. The woman, scarcely more than a girl, walked in. She cringed away
at the forced proximity to one of her jailers. Clearly, the man had put his
hands on her in a damaging way, and Gypsy casually marked him for death. Her
face was bruised and scabbed, and she carried a hell of a scar there that
thankfully appeared to predate her abduction. She looked at Gypsy and her chin
lifted even as her eyes blinked rapidly, forcing back tears. A fighter, just
like her father had said.
It was the work of moments to maneuver the girl near enough
for him to lean in, his voice audible only to her as he spoke quickly. Once the
Hawks knew he had her within reach, they’d begin executing the plan for
extraction, and he didn’t have long to prep her. For an instant, he wasn’t
certain his words had registered, but when he pulled back, making another crass
remark to keep the illusion of the callous high-dollar purchase going, in her
eyes was a glint that told him she wasn’t done fighting. Good girl.
Counting down the seconds, he found his trust in the Hawks was
well placed when Talon, Dodge, Stoke, and Vicious came through the door,
exactly on time. His focus was on Nary as she was his primary objective, at
least until she was back in her father’s arms.
Everything was going perfectly, until she told him there was
Copyright © 2018. MariaLisa deMora. All Rights Reserved.
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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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