My Thoughts
Mindy's story just tore my heart up. From what she went through at the hands of monsters to her finding herself and healing afterwards. I loved that Ian was there for her and was so patient. More patient that she could be for herself. His issue is more about traumatizing her more because of his need to give pain in those steamier moments. I wanted to give Mindy a shake or two when she asks him to do something that hurts him deep. I know that was part of her journey and was so glad to see them come out on the other side of it closer and stronger. I so wanted Mindy to find her happily ever after with all that she went through. I hated that most didn't really know how to deal with her. Ian did and did so well. I really heart him big. And talk about romantic. Best wedding vows. I so loved their story.
I give Burn 5 hearts!
I give Burn 5 hearts!
About the Book
Tragedy cuts deep. Revenge burns deeper.
The blood of their enemies coats the leather of their cuts
and a trail of bodies lie in their wake, but the Forsaken Motorcycle Club isn't
done yet. Carlo Mancuso still needs to pay for his sins. Nobody knows that more
than Ian Buckley, the Treasurer for Forsaken.
Ian prefers his pleasure mixed with pain and he's only ever
at peace when he's doling out justice. Convinced that he's too unstable and
sadistic to take an old lady, he keeps his trysts, like all of his
relationships, brief and anonymous. But with his club at war, and the stakes
being so personal, Ian's feeling the events around him more deeply than he
expects.
Mindy Mercer is the sweet daughter of Fort Bragg’s most
respectable cop. At least that’s how the town sees her. Very few people know
the Mindy who hides her tracks and battles her cravings by lying to everyone
around her. She thinks she has control of her addiction until she suffers an
attack that leaves her searching for a way out of her own personal hell.
Mindy has never been more desperately in need of a savior
and Ian has never seen a more beautifully destroyed creature in his life. Their
attraction is intense, but their damage is extreme. Some scars never heal, and
some people never get better.
Love is never more painful than when it can kill you.
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Excerpt
“You ride?”
I shake my head. He turns his face toward mine and waits as
though I haven’t answered him. Maybe he thinks I haven’t. I guess I’ve been
silent too long because he squeezes my hand and continues to stare at me with
searching eyes. I shake my head again and this time he sees it and nods his
head in return. He drops my hand and climbs on his bike. He nudges the
kickstand up and holds the bike upright. He has a helmet in his outstretched
hand.
“Wear this, then climb on like I did and place your feet
here,” he says and points to a cylindrical black peg that juts out of the bike.
“Don’t drop your feet and let your body lean into the turns.”
He’s patient with me as I stand here and psych myself up.
I’ve had maybe a fantasy or two about a sexy man on a motorcycle, but until Ian
it was just that—a passing fantasy that went as quickly as it came.
With his pointer finger, he summons me forward and sets the
helmet on the tank between his legs. His eyes aren’t kind exactly and they’re
not dark and sexy. They’re something else that I’m desperate to place, but
can’t. I close the distance between us and stand before him. Slowly, he reaches
out and brushes a lock of hair from my face and tucks it behind my ear.
“Tell me where you’re at,” he says quietly. He tucks my hair
behind my other ear as well. I let out a soft, unintentional sigh. I barely
hear the question—or order rather—and instead have all my attention focused on
his touch. Being able, and even wanting, to be touched is such a wonder. “Tell
me I help.”
There’s such a vulnerability about him in this moment as his
fingers lightly weave through my messy hair and he’s asking for reassurance. My
breath halts in my lungs. I both loathe and love the sound of his plea. I
didn’t even know he was capable of this. Ian is always so strong for me that I
think I sometimes forget that he’s human.
“I need you.”
Ride
Death comes in Armani. Salvation comes in leather.
Principessa to the Mancuso crime family, Alexandra knows a thing or two about living outside the bounds of the law. Suffocated by the future her father has laid out for her, she makes a choice she can't take back, changing the entire trajectory of her life.
Thrust into the dark and dangerous world of the Forsaken Motorcycle Club for her own protection, Alex finds herself faced with the last thing she needs right now: the man of her dreams. He’s sex in leather, the devil incarnate, and one hell of a kisser. But he’s also off-limits. Ryan Stone can be her friend, but he’s forbidden to be her lover.
Third-generation Forsaken, Ryan knows nothing other than life on two wheels, and he wouldn’t have it any other way. He enjoys the many privileges that come with the patch, and the only laws he recognizes are the ones set-forth by his club. That is, until who he wants more than anything isn’t allowed on the back of his bike —or in his bed. Balancing his desire for her body, and need to keep her safe, Ryan tries to keep Alex at a distance. Finally having made a choice for herself, she’s done hearing the word “no” and will push boundaries even Ryan himself doesn’t dare cross.
Love is never more tempting than when it’s forbidden.
Thrash
Loneliness suffocates the heart. Acceptance breaks down walls.
As a Lost Girl to the Forsaken Motorcycle Club, Nicole Whelan knows how to party. She’s not cut-out for relationships and her life is way too complicated for anything more than casual encounters. But one night when she falls into Duke’s bed at the clubhouse, he sees something in her that he can’t let go of—no matter how many times she tries to run.
Having been left to raise her teenage brother, Jeremy, she’s already got her hands full and isn’t looking for anymore complications. But Duke’s just watched his best friend fall for the only girl he couldn’t have, and then almost lose her so shortly after, shaking him to his core. Faced with his own loneliness, he’s more determined than ever to break down Nic’s walls and show her that he can be good for her; but he’s got a bad track record and she’s got a bad temper. Changing his ways isn’t easy when he’s not sure what he’s even changing for.
The violence and turmoil are at an all-time high, and Forsaken is in a vulnerable place when a twist of fate breathes new life into the club. It’s a much-needed beacon of hope for the embattled biker family, even if everyone’s not exactly on board. With Duke and Nic’s relationship already on shaky ground, and something even more important at stake, the Forsaken Motorcycle Club will fight like hell to keep their family together and whole.
Love is never more precious than when it’s new.
Rev
With the looming threat from the Mancuso Crime Family, the Forsaken Motorcycle Club is preparing for a war that could destroy them. Grady, the club’s Sergeant-at-Arms, knows that love makes you weak, and he has zero interest in adding to his liabilities– especially now. He’s already got his teenage daughter who keeps him on his toes and a beef within the club that could fracture his relationship with a fellow brother for good.
For Holly Mercer, her life is finally getting on track and the last thing she wants is trouble from her hometown’s resident outlaws. Keeping her nose clean is easier said than done, when suddenly she finds herself embroiled in club business. Holly might like the idea of being with a real-life bad boy, but even being in the same room with tough-as-nails Grady flusters her.
When Holly inadvertently finds herself on Mancuso’s radar, she has two choices: trust that Grady will protect her, or continue to refuse the club’s help. Both roads are dangerous, but only one has the chance to damage her beyond repair.
Love is never more dangerous than when it can destroy you.
Crush
Young love is always perfect. Until it's not.
Cheyenne Grady is a total daddy's girl to her bad-ass father, the Sergeant-at-Arms of the Forsaken Motorcycle Club. She's funny, and kind, and she just wants that deep, earth-shattering love like her dad has with her school secretary, Holly. But Cheyenne's been looking in the wrong direction, because the only good that can come from the way she looks at Jeremy Whelan is a lesson in heartbreak.
Jeremy always wanted to prospect for the Forsaken Motorcycle Club and wear the same patch as his father. When a life-long dream becomes reality, Jeremy realizes that the outlaw lifestyle is not for the faint of heart. Nor is it easy on relationships. He wants to be a good man, but temptation is everywhere.
Cheyenne is beautiful, and strong, and exactly what Jeremy could have forever. As long as he doesn't screw it up.
Love is never more powerful than the first time.
About the Author
As a child, JC was fascinated by things that went bump in
the night. As they say, some things never change. Now, as an adult, she divides
her time between the sexy law men, mythical creatures, and kick-ass heroines
that live inside her head and pursuing her bachelor's degree in English. JC is
a San Francisco Bay Area native, but has also called both Texas and Louisiana
home. These days she rocks her flip flops year round in Northern California and
can't imagine a climate more beautiful.
JC writes adult, new adult, and young adult fiction. She
dabbles in many different genres including science fiction, horror, chick lit,
and murder mysteries, yet she is most enthralled by supernatural stories-- and
everything has at least a splash of romance.
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