One bad biker. One gorgeous sheriff.
One intense biker romance.
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Blurb
As the president of the Sin City Outlaw Motorcycle Club, l fuck as hard as I ride and rarely go to bed alone.
The women are fast and the violence is intense.
I excel in both.
People either respect me or fear me. I'm not arrogant. It’s just the truth.
I was a king, reigning over Vegas without complication, until one gorgeous sheriff made everything fall apart.
When I saw her, I became a Neanderthal, wanting nothing more than to be between those legs.
I guess that’s where I went wrong, because my reality was shot to hell real
fucking fast.
One kiss caused her to step over that blue line.
One night in her bed made me a traitor.
And now… we’re both screwed.
EXCERPT
“Really? You got me donuts?” I arch a brow, dropping the lid.
He turns, a mischievous smile fitting his face.
“Don’t all cops like donuts?” he jeers. I roll my eyes, placing my hand on my hip.
“That’s so stereotypical,” I huff.
“Oh, really?” he replies, grabbing the box off the table, a smug smile still on his face.
“I’ll get rid of them then.”
“No, wait!” I nearly trip over my feet trying to grab the box of donuts. He holds them higher than me and smiles so big I think I see two dimples. Really, he’s pulling the notorious bully move holding them just above my reach? Why am I attracted to him again?
“I thought you didn’t like them,” he taunts.
“I do like them. A lot, actually.” I cross my arms, my cheeks flushing. My dad used to always take me to the local bakery to get donuts on the weekends. I would get whatever I wanted—usually anything with sprinkles—and we would drop the rest off at the department. What can I say, embrace your stereotypes.
“So, it’s true. Cops love donuts,” he states arrogantly, sitting the box back down.
He turns, a mischievous smile fitting his face.
“Don’t all cops like donuts?” he jeers. I roll my eyes, placing my hand on my hip.
“That’s so stereotypical,” I huff.
“Oh, really?” he replies, grabbing the box off the table, a smug smile still on his face.
“I’ll get rid of them then.”
“No, wait!” I nearly trip over my feet trying to grab the box of donuts. He holds them higher than me and smiles so big I think I see two dimples. Really, he’s pulling the notorious bully move holding them just above my reach? Why am I attracted to him again?
“I thought you didn’t like them,” he taunts.
“I do like them. A lot, actually.” I cross my arms, my cheeks flushing. My dad used to always take me to the local bakery to get donuts on the weekends. I would get whatever I wanted—usually anything with sprinkles—and we would drop the rest off at the department. What can I say, embrace your stereotypes.
“So, it’s true. Cops love donuts,” he states arrogantly, sitting the box back down.
About the Author
M.N. Forgy was raised in Missouri where she still lives with her family. She's a soccer mom by day and a saucy writer by night. M.N. Forgy started writing at a young age but never took it seriously until years later, as a stay-at-home mom, she opened her laptop and started writing again. As a role model for her children, she felt she couldn't live with the "what if" anymore and finally took a chance on her character's story. So, with her glass of wine in hand and a stray Barbie sharing her seat, she continues to create and please her fans.
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Genre: Adult MC Romance
Part 1 in a new series
My Reign Review . . .
This is my first M.N. Forgy book (insert gasp here). After reading the synopsis I signed up for this opportunity, but lately every MC book as been a bit disappointing, which has been sad for me as I'm a bit of a junkie with this genre. Thankfully this book was a pleasant surprise.
Zeek is the president of his MC but to get there he had to make many sacrifices. Jillian is a rookie sheriff with something to prove. An MC outlaw and a sheriff seem like the most unlikely duo but they seem to work.
At first it's just attraction because it would be a death sentence for either to give in . . . but that attraction was more powerful than logic.
"A Cock-A-Saurus Rex." She hakes her head. "You lucky bitch."
It starts out quick and dirty for these two, but ends up heavy and real soon after.
"You're the first light in my life after ling a lifetime of darkness."
As both start to realize that not all is what it seems to be in their worlds, they're forced with many truths and consequences that they're now forced to deal with.
"You don't realize the savage acts you're capable of until you are backed into a corner. You just have to broaden your outlook on what's right and wrong to find your place."
By the end I was getting into this book and looking forward to the resolution or solution for Zeek and Jillian then . . . the dreaded cliff hanger happened and now we are left waiting to find out what is in store for them. PLUS, now I have to read the first series Devil's Dust to really get the whole story, which won't be a real hardship to do, lets be honest. :)
Did I enjoy it? Yes, for the most part. Will I continue with the series? Yes. Will I read more from this author? Yes. Did I like Zeek and Jillian together? Yes, even though they shouldn't work they do. Did I find this MC more to my liking? Yes, this MC was dark, dirty and raw. No MC lite for this book.
4 Cock-A-Saurus Rex thumbs up!
Lauren
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