Published By : Ellora's Cave
Released : Available Now
Details: Kindle, 264 Pages
RATING: 4.5 HORSE STARS!
Blurb: Goodreads
Marie doesn’t need a complication like Horse. The massive, tattooed, badass biker who shows up at her brother’s house one afternoon doesn’t agree. He wants Marie on his bike and in his bed. Now.
But Marie just left her abusive jerk of an ex-husband and she’s not looking for a new man. Especially one like Horse—she doesn’t know his real name or where he lives, she’s ninety percent certain he’s a criminal and that the “business” he talks with her brother isn’t website design. She needs him out of her life, which would be a snap if he’d just stop giving her mind-blowing orgasms.
Horse is part of the Reapers Motorcycle Club, and when he wants something, he takes it. What he wants is Marie, but she’s not interested in becoming “property of”.
Then her brother steals from the club. Marie can save him by giving Horse what he wants—at home, in public, on his bike… If she’s a very, very good girl, she’ll get lots more of those orgasms only he can offer, and he’ll let her brother live.
Maybe.
A Romantica® contemporary erotic romance from Ellora’s Cave.
BOOK REVIEW by Michelle:
I’ve been wanting to start this series ever since I read Bella Jewel’s, MC Sinner’s series. I am relatively new to the MC genre and what it all entails.
An MC life is a very different life to having yourself a Harley and calling yourself a biker.
An MC life is hard, they break the law, they are governed by their own rules. The women I am beginning to understand the more I read.
It is not a life for me.
It seems like a life that has you watching your back, a lot.
Our main characters, in Joanna’s tale are Horse and Marie.
With a name like Horse, one can pretty much assume why he got that name.
*waggles eyebrows*
Horse, is a rather well endowed guy. Ex marine now running with the Reaper’s.
Tall, built, with shoulder-length hair he kept pulled back in a ponytail, and thick black stubble on his face. Stark, tribal cuffs ringed his wrists and upper arms. And what a face... Horse was handsome, like a movie star handsome.
Horse kept surprising me. He was a tough, take no shit biker, who knows how to use a gun, but I got glimpses of a guy that was maybe showing us a little of his pre Afghan days.
Our main characters, in Joanna’s tale are Horse and Marie.
With a name like Horse, one can pretty much assume why he got that name.
*waggles eyebrows*
Horse, is a rather well endowed guy. Ex marine now running with the Reaper’s.
Tall, built, with shoulder-length hair he kept pulled back in a ponytail, and thick black stubble on his face. Stark, tribal cuffs ringed his wrists and upper arms. And what a face... Horse was handsome, like a movie star handsome.
Horse kept surprising me. He was a tough, take no shit biker, who knows how to use a gun, but I got glimpses of a guy that was maybe showing us a little of his pre Afghan days.
Horse is a very likable, smexi character. He brings it.
For Marie’s age, she is a decidedly clueless and naive, woman. I am not sure how I feel about Marie aka sweet butt. Horse can't keep his eyes off her.
“You don’t know much about the Reaper’s, do you? Or motorcycle clubs in general?”
“I don’t know anything about them,” I said.
“Well, biker-bikers like us, part of a club for life -- are a different culture,” he said after a short pause. “We’re not regular citizens, we’re more like a tribe that shares territory with citizens but only answers to our own kind. Everyone who’s part of the tribe has their place.”
“Okay,” I replied, wondering where this was going.
“Fuck, this is gonna piss you off and then you aren’t gonna let me stick my dick in you,” he muttered.
“Do you have to be so crude?” I snapped.
“Have you met me?”
“Who says I’d let you do it anyway?”
“Babe,” he replied in a low, rough voice, raising his eyebrow at me. I blushed. Okay, yes, I’d planned on it.
I did sympathize with her, sometimes.
“You there, sweet butt?” he called. I opened the door and his eyes went straight to my chest.
“Don’t call me sweet butt,” I snapped at him and he grinned, reaching out a finger to poke my nose.
“Bitchy, aren’t we?”
“Rude, aren’t we?”
“Always.”
Jeff, Marie’s brother who has taken it upon himself to tango financially with this biker gang, which never ends well, is the reason Marie is forced to leave with Horse.
She needs to keep him alive.
But can she?
Horse has his gentle side and he has his rough side. He is loyal to the Reaper’s, but, he has a thing for Marie.
“I’ve never ridden a bike before.”
Horse leaned over and gave me a quick kiss on the mouth.
“Lookin’ forward to being your first, babe.”
What I really liked in this read was Joanna took the time to let her character explain a biker club.
“You don’t know much about the Reaper’s, do you? Or motorcycle clubs in general?”
“I don’t know anything about them,” I said.
“Well, biker-bikers like us, part of a club for life -- are a different culture,” he said after a short pause. “We’re not regular citizens, we’re more like a tribe that shares territory with citizens but only answers to our own kind. Everyone who’s part of the tribe has their place.”
“Okay,” I replied, wondering where this was going.
“Fuck, this is gonna piss you off and then you aren’t gonna let me stick my dick in you,” he muttered.
“Do you have to be so crude?” I snapped.
“Have you met me?”
“Who says I’d let you do it anyway?”
“Babe,” he replied in a low, rough voice, raising his eyebrow at me. I blushed. Okay, yes, I’d planned on it.
I did sympathize with her, sometimes.
“You there, sweet butt?” he called. I opened the door and his eyes went straight to my chest.
“Don’t call me sweet butt,” I snapped at him and he grinned, reaching out a finger to poke my nose.
“Bitchy, aren’t we?”
“Rude, aren’t we?”
“Always.”
She needs to keep him alive.
But can she?
Horse has his gentle side and he has his rough side. He is loyal to the Reaper’s, but, he has a thing for Marie.
“I’ve never ridden a bike before.”
Horse leaned over and gave me a quick kiss on the mouth.
“Lookin’ forward to being your first, babe.”
What I really liked in this read was Joanna took the time to let her character explain a biker club.
“Well, there’s two kinds of people, those who are in the club and those who aren’t,” he said. “If you’re in the club, you’re family, and we’ve got each other’s backs. You got a cut and three patches, you’re a member and you vote. We got prospects too, who aren’t full members yet, but if they don’t punk out, they will be eventually.”
“What about women?”
“No women in the club,” he said, shaking his head. “Women hang around the club, but they aren’t part of it.”
“Sounds pretty sexist.”
“It is what it is,” he replied with a shrug. “Don’t have to like it, but that’s the reality in the MC world. Remember, we don’t live in your world, we live in ours and the rules are different. Some clubs let women ride, ours doesn’t. We’re old school. Seriously old school. But that doesn’t mean women aren’t important to us.”
“A man takes a woman, means to keep her, she becomes his property,” Horse continued. “We covered that before- it’s a sign of commitment, of respect. It means he’ll protect her and everyone else better keep their fucking hands off her or be ready to fight him and all his brothers. You do not want to fuck with a man’s old lady.”
“Sounds messed up, Horse.”
He shook his head, clearly frustrated.
“You’re judging it by citizen standards, but we’re not like you,” he said. “Remember, we’re a tribe. We live together, we die together and what’s ours is ours. When times are good, we’re all good. Bad times, we may eat shit but we eat it together. Most people can’t handle that level of commitment. It’s like when you are in combat and taking fire-- you have to trust that your brothers would rather die than let you down. You feel that kind of brotherhood during war but when you come back home people expect you to sit down and work in an office like it never happened. Men-- at least men like me -- don’t work like that. I turned into something else in Afghanistan and I can’t just pretend it didin’t happen. In the club, they don’t ask me to.”
“That’s intense,” I murmured.
“No shit,” he said. “I know this is hard for you, but I want you to understand...”
Now, I know that was a long quote I snatched from Reaper’s Property, but I felt like Horse was talking to me. I have that little bit more understanding of why the guys are in a biker club and how they look at themselves.
The drug running and businesses keep them afloat.
I still have trouble with the female side of it, the whores and how they are treated. Reaper’s club is no exception with the sweet butts and life these girls put upon themselves, but each to their own.
I still have trouble with the female side of it, the whores and how they are treated. Reaper’s club is no exception with the sweet butts and life these girls put upon themselves, but each to their own.
This is what a motorcycle club comes with.
Whores! Whores who get shared. Whores who get shared with a line up of doodles waiting for entry.
If ya don't like it. Don't read it.
I liked Joanna explained what ‘old lady’, really means.
Now I understand, ‘old lady’ is a term of respect. Before it used to bug the shiz out of me. I think I took offence to the word 'old'.
Now I understand, ‘old lady’ is a term of respect. Before it used to bug the shiz out of me. I think I took offence to the word 'old'.
I am a Curious George about this genre. I think Joanna did a really great job of this first book in the series. Marie is still a bit of a question mark for me, but I enjoyed Joanna's tale.
This is a story with sex, violence, beefy lads with MC names, old ladies, whores, drugs.
It is a motorcycle club. We must not forget that.
I am looking forward to reading Reaper's Legacy next.
Michelle
Fantastic review, Michelle! This is a series I've been wanting to start as well. I read UnDeniable by Madeline Sheehan, oh, about 2 years ago now and I LOVED it. No, the MC lifestyle isn't for me but I did enjoy reading about it. Anyway, I will have to hurry up and get this one read. I haven't read Bella Jewel's MC series yet either. Ugh! Soo many books, too little time.
ReplyDeleteHi Brandee, I have Madeline Sheehan's first book, just not cracked it open. I know it is very good and at times challenging to understand Deuce. I am looking forward to reading that series soon. There are too many books and so little time, but we give it a crack :D
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