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Making her way through recovery after being with an abusive man, Juliette goes out with her friends for dancing and drinks. They make a pact to live life more than they have been. She doesn't wait to live scared anymore. Then she spots scorching hot biker man Shooter there and decides to leave with him. Shooter is quite smitten with her too. From the beginning I couldn't help but hope these two broken people could find healing and love together. Shooter is just delicious. He's definitely all alpha bossy man ready to protect and love on his lady. Thank goodness because Juliette's ex is a creepy stalker man who has begun to leave threatening messages via flowers. Shooter's got this.
I loved Juliette's group of best friends and would love to read more about them. Same goes for Shooter's MC brother. Especially Moose.
I give The Biker's Librarian 4 hearts!
Recovered from an abusive relationship, Juliette Moore is ready to live life on her own terms. Successful, intelligent, and slightly timid, she makes a pact with her best friends to seize the day. She gets more than she bargained in the tall, dark, and dangerous biker, Shooter.
Drawn to her purity and charm, Shooter, finds himself smitten before he knows what’s happening. With his claim firmly placed, he’s ready to go to war when she’s threatened by a madman from her past. Together they weather life storms and find common ground as they merge their two very different worlds.
Excerpt from The Biker's Librarian © Shyla Colt
“Take a walk with me,” Shooter said
guiding her away from the noisy clusters of people nearby and out onto the
trail. With the rich green of the forest broken up by wildflowers it had the
potential for romance, if only the air between them wasn’t strained by stress
so thick it rivaled taffy. “We choose to live this way and expect to be able to
do so freely. That’s what Moose meant back there. I know it’s a lot to take in,
and I‘d be stupid to not consider that this may not be for you. All I ask is
you keep an open mind and keep your judgments to yourself.”
“Who said I was judging?”
“Aren’t you?”
“I’m trying to wrap my head around
it everything. It’s like I walked into Oz or something. The people I know don’t
live like this.” Confusion shone bright in her eyes.
“You want me to take you home?”
“No, I want you to explain why I’m
here in the first place. I’m not your kind of girl.”
“Maybe that’s why? You’re the kind
of girl I used to go for once upon a time. I thought I was over with that, but
then you come along and fill my mind with what ifs. I’m not a man who believes
in regret, so I took a shot and went for it. I’m not going to treat you like
one of the biker bunnies, if that’s what you’re worried about. I do know how to
treat a woman.”
“I know. That’s the problem.” She
huffed. “You’re like two men in one body. The biker whose large, intimidating,
and most definitely dangerous, but there’s also the man who holds open my door,
puts his hand on the small of my back when we walk and for some God awful reason,
makes me feel safe. It’s been a long time since I felt that way with a man.”
“You can have both parts of me, but
you can’t have one without the other.”
“I know.” She glanced down. “ But
I’m not sure I’m equipped for this lifestyle.”
“That’s for you to decide.” He
placed a finger under her chin and forced her to meet his gaze. “I’m not going
to be strung along so I suggest you figure it out fast. I’m going to ask you
again. Should I take you home?”
Two heart beats passed.
“No, I don’t want you to take me
home. I want to stay.”
He grinned. “Then relax, and enjoy
yourself. I want to show you what life is like when you’re with me.”
“I get the feeling it’s going to be
one hell of a ride with you, biker.” She tilted her head back and flashes an
almost shy smile.
“I think you can learn to love the
walk on the wild side librarian.” She leaned forward and he bent down capturing
her full lips. He thrust his tongue inside her mouth and moaned at the taste of
her. She was lightness, sweetness, and sunshine, a ray of purity in his dark
world. His soul rejoiced. His jeans grew tight. He deepened the kiss, seeking
more of the soul nourishing vibrations she offered freely. He slid his hand
down her back and cupped her thick ass. She gasped. He swallowed the sound greedy
for more of the woman who made him feel. His soul ignited and he knew in his
gut he wouldn’t be able to let her walk away. He wanted to explore the
connection that existed between him. The intensity of her lure was so strong
he’d broken his rule about getting close and hadn’t’ looked back.
She pressed her hips against his,
gripping the edges of his cut. They moved their heads this way and that,
exploring. His dick turned to granite. She rocked her hips and he pulled away,
sucking in air.
“Unless you want me to lay you down
here and now I think we’d better stop.”
Shyla Colt grew up in Cincinnati, Ohio, but has lived a variety of different places thanks to her wanderlust, interesting careers, and marriage to a United States Marine. She’s always loved books and wrote her very first novel at the age of fifteen. She keeps a copy of her first submission letter on her desk for inspiration.
After a lifetime of traveling, she settled down and knew her time had come to write. Diving into her new career like she does everything else, with enthusiasm, research and a lot of prayers, she had her first book published in June of 2011. As a full-time writer, stay at home mother, and wife, there’s never a dull moment in her household.
She weaves her tales in spare moments and the evenings with a cup of coffee or tea at her side and the characters in her head for company. A self-professed rebel with a pen. Her goal is to diversify romance as she continues to genre hop, and offer up strong female characters.
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