My Thoughts
After reading Steele's story I couldn't wait to read about the rest of the guys. Shock's story was steamy and sexy and full of suspense. When he rescues a woman from an attack, he couldn't have imagined that she would turn out to be someone from his past. There's definitely a story there.
Liv goes to a bar to meet a friend and ends up in danger. Shock comes to her rescue and she is surprised to find that he has left his old life behind. Liv needs money to help her sister who is ill. Just so happens that Shock is loaded, but there is definitely a catch. I can't wait to see what happens next with them.
I give Hard Ride 5 hearts!
Liv goes to a bar to meet a friend and ends up in danger. Shock comes to her rescue and she is surprised to find that he has left his old life behind. Liv needs money to help her sister who is ill. Just so happens that Shock is loaded, but there is definitely a catch. I can't wait to see what happens next with them.
I give Hard Ride 5 hearts!
About the Book
Liv never expected to find herself trapped in a dark alley
facing a band of rough bikers. And she certainly never expected to see him
again. Back in college when they dated, he was heir to his family’s business
empire–and their fortune. She expected him to become a billionaire. Instead,
he’s the heavily muscled, tattooed member of a rough biker gang…and just as
sinfully sexy as ever.
When Shock sees Liv again, he’s ready to pay any price to
have her in his bed and on his bike. Shock has his own scars to deal with, but
he soon learns that Liv is in desperate need of financial help, though she
won’t tell him why. So he offers her a sensual deal: his help for her complete
submission. Can Liv entrust Shock with her secret…and how can she stop herself
from falling for the hard rider?
This is part one of HARD RIDE, a three part novel.
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Excerpt
Once out on the street, which was pretty deserted at this
time of night, Liv started walking down the road. She wanted to grab a cab, but there were no
cars at all on this road right now.
After a few minutes of walking, heading toward a busier street, she
started to get nervous. It was at times
like this she wished she still had her car, but with the drain on her finances,
it was a luxury she could no longer afford.
There were some men hanging out on the corner ahead. Rough-looking men. Maybe she should go back inside and have the
bartender call her a cab.
She turned and started to walk back, but as she got close to
the bar, a few more rough-looking types exited the bar and started walking
toward her. Their gazes locked on her.
Her stomach clenched and a chill quivered through her.
Damn Carl for leaving her stranded here. Ordinarily, she would never come to a place
like this, especially alone, but Carl had insisted the only time he could meet
her was after his shift as a bouncer at a nearby bar.
She turned down an alley beside her. She was pretty sure it led to the next block
and she could probably catch a cab there.
Or at least slip into the all-night diner she’d seen on the way here
this evening.
But as she walked down the dimly lit alleyway, she wondered
if she’d made a grave mistake. She
couldn’t see very far ahead, but shouldn’t she see streetlights from the next
block? Or headlights of cars driving by?
She heard a sound behind her and glanced over her shoulder
as she picked up her pace. Her breath
caught at the shadowy shapes of three men behind her. She lurched forward and ran smack into a big,
solid body. She gasped as she pushed
herself back from a man with a broad, muscular chest and thick, tattooed arms.
Oh, God, the guy from the bar.
She gazed up at him, expecting to see the leering face of
the man called Crow, but her eyes widened.
In the dim light of the alley, she couldn’t make out much of his face,
but this tall stranger wasn’t Crow or any of the men who’d been with him.
He grasped her arms and propelled her backward toward the
building, then she felt the brick wall at her back. All she could see of his face was the steely
glint of his eyes. Her heart pounded.
"Do you really think it's a good idea to be walking
through a dark alley alone at night?"
His words came out low and fierce.
Tears threatened at the dire situation she found herself in,
but something about his voice nagged at her.
There was something about it that was . . . familiar.
He leaned in closer.
"But you always were lacking in common sense."
Shock vaulted through her.
That was it. That voice
unmistakably belonged to—
“Devin?”
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About the Author
Hi. I'm Opal Carew, a New York Times and USA Today
bestselling author. I write erotic romance for St. Martin's Press and Samhain
Publishing, and I self-publish stories. I also write romance as Amber Carew.
So why do I like writing erotic romance? I like being able
to push beyond traditional boundaries. I like dealing with a female character
who is growing and evolving - questioning her sexual boundaries and pushing
past them. My stories usually include menage a trois. It is great fun to write
a heroine choosing between two equally appealing heroes... or more.
These aren't women who just jump into bed with anyone. They
find themselves in an unusual situation - something exciting and erotic - but a
situation where they have to push themselves beyond their comfort level. As a
result, they grow as a person. So often fear holds us back - of what others
will think of us, of what we will think about ourselves - and we don't follow
our hearts. These women push past that fear.
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