My Thoughts
I am a huge fan of Joanna's Reapers MC series and couldn't wait to read Painter's story. I really loved that his match was Melanie who we know from previous books as she is Jessica's bestie. I also loved that part of their relationship involved letter writing even though I hated Painter in jail. Things change when he is freed and there's Melanie. He isn't quite sure what to do about her as he believes she deserves better. Then he discovers that he really can't resist her. There's is a simmering love that develops over years and was so worth the wait. I really enjoyed their story and can't wait to read more from Joanna.
I give Reaper's Fall 5 hearts!
I give Reaper's Fall 5 hearts!
About the Book
The New York Times bestselling author of Reaper’s Stand is
back in her “uber-alpha rough world of MCs”* as one woman’s future is rocked by
the man whose hardcore past could destroy her…
He never meant to hurt her.
Levi “Painter” Brooks was nothing before he joined the
Reapers motorcycle club. The day he patched in, they became his brothers and
his life. All they asked in return was a strong arm and unconditional loyalty—a
loyalty that’s tested when he’s caught and sentenced to prison for a crime
committed on their behalf.
Melanie Tucker may have had a rough start, but along the way
she’s learned to fight for her future. She’s escaped from hell and started a
new life, yet every night she dreams of a biker whose touch she can’t forget.
It all started out so innocently—just a series of letters to a lonely man in
prison. Friendly. Harmless. Safe.
Now Painter Brooks is coming home… and Melanie’s about to
learn that there’s no room for innocence in the Reapers MC.
Excerpt
“You want to watch a movie or something?” she asked, nodding
toward the TV. I had a decent one, too. Giant-ass flat-screen—homecoming
present from the club.
“Sure,” I said, reaching for the remote. I didn’t have
cable, but Ruger had set up some kind of box thingie for me so I could stream
shit. “Whatcha in the mood for?”
“Not horror,” she said quickly, and I laughed again,
remembering that first evening I’d spent with her at Pic’s house. She’d been so
young and scared and vulnerable . . . I’d wanted to eat her up.
I still wanted to eat her.
“I can’t believe that you and Puck were supposed to be
watching over me, and then you put in a slasher movie. That’s not how you make
a girl feel safe.”
“No horror,” I agreed, although the thought of holding her
for a couple hours while she was scared shitless appealed way more than it
should. Watch it, asshole. “How about Star Wars?”
“You like Star Wars?”
I shrugged. “Everyone likes Star Wars. You know, I’m pretty
damned sure Han Solo was a biker.”
She giggled. “You mean, like a space biker?”
“See, when you say it like that it sounds stupid.”
“I wanted to be Princess Leia. She’s badass,” she said,
taking a deep drink of her beer. I watched as her lips wrapped around the neck,
her throat swallowing. Oh fuck, that was good. She set the beer down on the
coffee table with a clink, then let loose with the biggest burp I’d ever heard.
“Fucking hell,” I said, stunned. “I didn’t think girls could
burp like that. Shit. Impressive, Mel. Very impressive.”
She grinned at me.
“We’re friends,” she told me. “And friends don’t need to
worry about stuff like that. Let me guess—you’ve never had a female friend
before?”
“Not really,” I admitted. “I’m think I’m a little scared.”
Scared and turned on, which was weird.
“You should be. I can do the whole alphabet.”
Damn. I kinda wanted to see 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.
Giveaway
$50 Amazon Gift Card
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