My Thoughts
The Until Series is one of my favorites and I couldn't wait to read July's story. Knowing her parents and how much they loved each other, I expected July to be wonderful and I wasn't wrong.
July meets Wes in the most interesting way. Think motorcycles and tasers. Wes is a delicious alpha biker man who falls for the sweet and sassy July. Aurora does it again by giving us another sexy man who will do anything to love and protect the woman he loves. And damn she does it spectacularly. I absolutely loved their story.
I give Until July 5 hearts!
July meets Wes in the most interesting way. Think motorcycles and tasers. Wes is a delicious alpha biker man who falls for the sweet and sassy July. Aurora does it again by giving us another sexy man who will do anything to love and protect the woman he loves. And damn she does it spectacularly. I absolutely loved their story.
I give Until July 5 hearts!
About the Book
This is a standalone and a spin off of the New York Times
best selling Until Series.
Wes Silver wasn’t looking for love, but when July Mayson
literally knocks him on his ass during their first encounter, his world is
turned upside down by the quirky blonde, and every moment with her makes him
more determined to protect her.
July Mayson doesn’t understand the pull she feels toward the
bad boy biker Wes Silver, but she knows being with him is like nothing she’s
ever felt before. Now all she has to do is tell her overprotective father,
Asher Mayson, that she’s found her boom.
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Excerpt
I sit up when I see a few bikes in the distance. I don’t
recognize their patches, but that doesn’t surprise me. Tennessee has a huge MC
community, and there are always new clubs popping up all over the state. I slow
down as I close the distance between us.
The closer I get, the more details I can make out. The group
of about five bikes in front of me are all Harleys, all ranging in colors from
almost purple to black. None of the men are wearing helmets, which is the
complete opposite of me, who is covered from head to toe in black leather. Even
my helmet is all black, with leather piping.
I take the men in, noticing they are all well-built, their
leather cuts displaying a large eagle, with its wings spread wide like it’s
midflight. The talons of the bird are carrying a long stem rose, with petals
falling off it onto their club name, The Broken Eagles. I begin to speed up and
pass them one by one, thankful for the security of my helmet, the black visor
making it impossible to see me.
I keep my head straight until the last guy, the one who is
at the front of the group, catches my attention. From the back, his hair is the
first thing I notice. It’s slightly long on top and buzzed on the sides. My
eyes move to the expanse of his back, the wide set of his shoulders, and the
tan skin covering his lean muscles. His bike is low to the ground, and the bars
are in front of him in a way that he has to stretch his arms straight out,
causing every muscle to flex and move, making it look like the tattoos are
alive and dancing.
My eyes skim farther down over his chest, which is covered
in a white tank top tucked into a pair of light jeans, and around his waist is
a black belt with a large silver buckle. I continue to pass him, my eyes
shifting from the road to him and back again. This time when I look over, his
head is turned towards me, and if I didn’t know any better, I would have swear
he is looking directly into my soul.
“Holy shit,” I whisper, taking in his hair, the set of his
jaw that is covered in days of stubble, and a pair of light eyes I can’t quite
make out through the tint of my helmet. He is seriously hot, but equally
scary-looking. I look from him back to the road. It must not have been even a
second, but when my eyes go to the asphalt in front of me, I see a bird that is
trying to make its way across the road, its wing hanging in an awkward
position. I swerve to the right just in time to miss the poor animal.
“What the fuck?” I hear roared, and I look over my shoulder
at the man who is now coming up quick on my right side. I yell an apology over
the sound of my engine and his pipes. Do a quick wave and take off, lowering my
body and pulling back the throttle, wanting to get away from them. Dude looks
seriously pissed off, and even though I hate leaving the bird behind without
helping it, I would like to live to see my next birthday.
I think I’m in the clear, but then the sound of pipes fills
my ears, and I don’t even know how it happens, but they all catch up with me,
surrounding my bike. I can’t make out what they’re saying, but my stomach
starts to roll at the sound of their voices. I feel my side to make sure I have
the Taser my dad insisted I carry.
I see a clearing and pull my bike off to the side of the
road. I know this is probably one of the stupidest things I have ever done, but
if they keep chasing me like they have been, we could all end up seriously
hurt. I pull over and don’t even shut down my bike. I just lower my kickstand
as my heart, which was already beating hard, begins to bang violently against
my ribcage as they surround me.
“What the fuck is wrong with you?” the guy who was at the
head of the group asks, stepping in front of my bike.
I shake my head as my words get lodged in my throat.
He pulls me off my bike, and the men who are with him begin
yelling obscenities as well.
“Sorry,” I croak out, and I don’t even know if he hears me
as his hand goes to the collar of my leather jacket, where he shakes me hard.
My hand accidently presses down on the button that ignites the Taser. The loud
crack fills the air, and his eyes go wide then he falls to the ground, and I
fall on my ass and crabwalk backwards. I look up when I hit something, only to
meet the eyes of another man, who looks pissed.
“Get up,” he growls, picking me up. My feet flail under me
as I’m lifted off the ground with my hands restrained behind my back.
“Hold him still,” the guy who I had tasered growls in front
of me as I try to get away from the anger I feel coming off him. His hands go
to my head and he rips my helmet off, causing my hair to float down around me.
Complete silence descends. I swear no one even takes a
breath.
Until November
(Book One)
Until Trevor
(Book Two)
Until Lily
(Book Three)
Until Nico
(Book Four)
About the Author
Aurora Rose Reynolds is a navy brat who's husband served in
the United States Navy. She has lived all over the country but now resides in
New York City with her Husband and pet fish. She's married to an alpha male
that loves her as much as the men in her books love their women. He gives her
over the top inspiration everyday. In her free time she reads, writes and
enjoys going to the movies with her husband and cookie. She also enjoys taking
mini weekend vacations to nowhere, or spends time at home with friends and
family. Last but not least she appreciates everyday and admires it's beauty.
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