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.
Review
The bad boy and the good girl story is a conventional plot line in romance novels, but the way M.N. Forgy stretches that concept to its breaking point in Reign is definitely different than what readers are used to…because the bad boy is an emotionless killer…a product of his environment…a tortured man who thrives on madness and mayhem. The good girl is most definitely on the right side of the law, but she’s so far right that she has the badge and the sense of justice to go along with it, and in a city where the outlaws rule the law and send out their own form of justice, it doesn’t seem like the side one would want to be on and survive.
But what happens when a line is crossed on both sides of the law, and the bad becomes a little better and the good becomes a little badder? What happens when lives are on the line and your obsession could get you both killed?
Zeek only knows one way to live and it’s the ruthless lifestyle of an outlaw – one that feeds off the smell of violence and terror…one who is incapable of trust, love, and family because those are things he feels he doesn’t deserve or wouldn’t know how to immerse himself in when for most of his life, he’s been nothing more than an animal without feelings.
But there’s more to the president of the Sin City Outlaws even though society’s perception of him has never allowed him to live outside the life of a criminal…of a killer…of a menace to society. But that’s about to change, at least when it comes to a certain rookie deputy because his obsession with her is not something he can let go of regardless of the danger it puts them both in. Because when Zeek and Jillian are together, he’s not the bad guy and she’s not the good girl – they’re just two people who share a connection that they can’t deny.
Zeek and Jillian’s story is absolutely about loyalty, deception, honor, and betrayal, but at its core, it’s about a man and a woman, who may come from two very different worlds with different rules, but regardless of their differences, their hearts and bodies crave the one thing that might just seal their fate – each other.
Be warned, there’s a doozy of a cliffhanger at the end of Reign, but, in my opinion, that only adds to its intrigue because after everything that went down and the insights readers and Jillian have gained, nothing is going to be the same for the outlaw and the deputy and what their new life looks like is still up for interpretation, but there’s one thing for sure, they’re no longer safe and their secret is no longer hidden.
A complimentary copy was provided in exchange for an honest review.
4.5 Poison Apples
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.
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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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