Synopsis
From the New York Times bestselling author of the Reapers
Motorcycle Club and Silver Valley series comes an anthology of extras and
never-before-released material, including a new short story featuring fan
favorites Horse and Marie.
Charming Bastard: A Novella
I first met Riley Boone when I was four years old. We moved
to Callup, Idaho after my dad blew out his back and had to go on disability.
Boonie’s family lived next to ours. Every afternoon he’d swagger off the school
bus after kindergarten like a conquering king. For the first week he ignored
me, until I impressed him by climbing nearly thirty feet up in the tree behind
his trailer. They had to call the fire department to get me down, but it was
worth it to see the respect in his five-year-old eyes. He gave me a worm in
honor of my accomplishment. I fell in love. The next day he made me eat the
worm and our relationship has been complicated ever since.
(Until now, this novella has been exclusively available in
the paperback edition of Silver Bastard.)
Sticky Sweet: A Short Story
Horse and Marie met for the first time in Reaper’s Property.
Now experience this moment through his eyes. (Originally available on the
author’s website.)
NEW
Skunked: A Short Story
Marie has some BIG news to share with Horse—news that will
change both their lives forever….
NEW
Sugar and Spice: A Short Story
A prequel to Reaper’s Fall, this story features Painter and
Melanie’s first meeting.
PLUS: Becca’s Huckleberry Pie recipe, Marie’s Bread recipe
and Emergency Skunk Cleaning recipe.
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Excerpt
“Marie?”
Nothing.
I passed through the living room and started down the
hallway toward the kitchen.
“Babe, you in here?”
“In the back,” she replied, her voice faint. Entering the
kitchen, I knew something was wrong as soon as I saw her face. Her eyes were
red and puffy, and she seemed out of it—almost dazed.
“What the fuck’s going on?” I asked. She jumped, looking
toward me with something like fear in her expression. Jesus, had someone hurt
her? A burst of adrenaline rushed through me—nobody touched my woman. I’d
fucking kill them. She didn’t say anything, though. “Marie?”
She shook herself, almost as if she needed to wake up.
“Sorry, I was sort of lost in my thoughts.”
“What’s going on?”
She stared at me for several seconds, her mouth tight.
“We need to talk.”
Great—words every man loves to hear. So much for my “welcome
home” blow job.
“About what?” I asked warily.
“Sit down,” she murmured, glancing away from me. “You want a
beer?”
Up to that point, a beer had been damned high on my list of
priorities. Now? Not so much. I pulled out a chair at the big wooden block that
served as our kitchen table and sat down with a thump, leaning back. Then I
crossed my arms over my chest.
“So let’s talk,” I told her, forcing myself to stay patient.
Marie swallowed, then reached for the cup of tea sitting on the block in front
of her, taking a nervous sip.
“Okay, so here goes,” she said quietly, refusing to look at
me. “We’ve got some big changes ahead of us. You need to remember that it just
happened, babe. It’s not like I did it on purpose. Please remember that.”
About the Author
Joanna Wylde is a New York Times bestselling author and
creator of the Reapers Motorcycle Club series. She currently lives in Idaho.
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