Meet Maverick “The Avenger” Cage in Legend, the newest stand alone in the REAL series releasing February 9th!
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Maverick “the 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.
As Mav trains, he 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.
But Maverick 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.
* LEGEND is the 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.)
At Tate’s corner, outside the ropes, his coach whistles. “You two get some headgear on. Stat.”
Tate’s lips curl rebelliously, and he looks at me with challenge in his eyes.
I smile back, a feral curl of my lips.
We tap gloves.
I jab. He swings his arm, blocks the hit, leaps back, and I jab again, blocked again.
We space apart and jump in place, shaking our shoulders, loosening up. I pull my gloves back up, narrow my eyes, and he asks, “You think you’re the shit because you’re fast and strong? I got news for you. I’m faster, I’m stronger, and I’m disciplined. Your coach isn’t doing you any favors.”
“He’s in my corner, and that’s enough for me.”
He swings, I duck fast and come up behind him. He straightens and faces me again. “If you settle for that, then you should settle for second place.”
“What the fuck. You want me to win?”
“I want a good fight. I like keeping things real. Reminds me I’m a man. Mortal.”
“I want to be a legend. Legends never die. Even if they die alone.”
He swings again, and I duck, come up, and jab three times.
He blocks repeatedly, then hooks with his right; I deflect. He grins and jabs again. I block, then I duck before he puts me up against the ropes, and I head back to center. He follows.
“To be a legend you need to fall seven times, get up eight,” he says.
I remember a final a few years ago when my father kicked Tate to a pulp. “Or not fall at all.”
He backs up his arm and then smacks the smirk right off me. “Before you stop falling, you need to embrace the fact that you’re going to hit the ground.”
I clean the blood from my mouth, glowering.
We take positions again, and he watches me as if waiting for my next move as we start dancing around, jumping, waiting for the other to strike.
“Do you want the headgear now?”
I lunge and start hitting, and he blocks, deflects, blocks. “Fuck you,” I grit out.
“Getting angry doesn’t help. You control the anger, not let it control you.”
I want to prove him wrong; I loop out my arm and aim for his head.
He ducks and hooks, his knuckles cracking into my jaw. I spurt blood and bounce against the ropes.
I shake my head, wipe the blood away, grit my teeth and straighten, narrowing my eyes. “My turn,” I growl, and I swing. My fist connects: a kidney punch.
He blocks my next hit, frowning in thought. “You’re cocky for someone who just lost yesterday.”
I dive my upper body to the side, evading. “You got to play it to become it.”
“I’m the champion, not you.”
“You won’t live forever, champ.”
He jabs three times, then leaps back, flexes his arm and looks at it.
“Muscle memory. You hit enough times, you fight on instinct; part of your brain works on your assault, the other is focused on the other’s assault. Let your muscle memory work for you and consciously stay focused on your opponent’s eyes.”
I laugh mockingly. “I don’t need your pointers.”
“Go back home to daddy, then.”
“When I’m finished with you.” I punch him, then raise my left hook and connect hard enough to stun him.
He raises his head, shakes it to clear it, and wipes blood from his nose. I catch my breath, satisfied I got some blood. At least I won’t be the only one with an ice pack tonight.
He sees the blood on his arm and looks at me, impressed.
“TIME!” his coach yells out from the corner. “You two won’t have shit for the fight if you keep up this nonsense.”
Tate grins at him, then turns back and glowers at me. “You get enough?”
“Barely warming up here.” I squint the blood out of one eye and raise my gloves. “Come get it, Riptide,” I growl.
5 legend worthy stars
I couldn’t wait to start this book when it popped up on my kindle and once I started, I did not want to stop. This book grabbed me from the very start and I fell head over heals for Maverick “The Avenger” Cage and if possible, I think I may even love him a little bit more than Remy – I know, I can’t believe I even said that!!!!!
Abandoned by his father, all Maverick wants is to be a “Legend” and is determined to be an underground fighter despite all the doors that are slammed in his face. The only person not bothered by the thorn in his side (I won’t say anymore than that) is the alcoholic washed up coach, Oz and like too dark and broken souls they come together, they have the same goal – to get Maverick to the final and to beat the undefeated king of the ring, Remy.
Reese, cousin to Remy’s wife Brooke, joins the team to look after their young son Racer during the season. She is shy, reserved and has always felt that she doesn’t fit in but her attraction to the dark haired, steel eyed, hunk of a man that is Maverick is instant and totally electrifying with their chemistry off the charts.
They keep their romance secret to begin with as Maverick is training ultimately with the intention of beating Remy in the final and nothing and nobody is going to stand in his way. I loved how possessive he was of Reese, once she was his, he was never going to let her go.
This story was powerful, sexy and grabbed me by the heart from the outset. I loved their individual characters but I adored the relationship between Maverick and Reese which was sweet and tender but also rough and gritty both helping the other with their demons. Maverick is a complex brute of a man and Reese and her innocence brings out the best in him, making him believe in himself and not just his ability to use his fists
I am sad that this is the last book in the Real Series but Katy has finished it on such a high wrapping things up nicely, almost coming full circle. This is an awesome finish to one of my all time favourite fighter series and if you are a fan of Katy’s books then you are going to love this one.
I wish I could give it more than 5 stars as the combination of Katy’s writing style and her engaging characters, that you can’t help but fall in love with certainly deserves it
Real (Book One) The Real Series
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Mine (Book Two) The Real Series
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Remy (Book Three) The Real Series
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Rogue (Book Four) The Real Series
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Ripped (Book Five) The Real Series
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About the Author:
Hey! I’m Katy Evans and I love family, books, life, and love. I’m married with two 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 picking up my story. I hope you had an amazing time with it, like I did. If you’d like to know more about books in progress, look me up on the Internet, I’d love to hear from you!