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First in the new Silver Valley series from the New York Times bestselling author of the Reapers Motorcycle Club Novels
Fourteen months. For fourteen months, Puck Redhouse sat in a cell and kept his mouth shut, protecting the Silver Bastards MC from their enemies. Then he was free and it was time for his reward–full membership in the club, along with a party to celebrate. That’s when he saw Becca Jones for the first time and set everything in motion. Before the night ended he’d violated his parole and stolen her away from everything she knew.
Five years. It was five years ago that Puck destroyed Becca and saved her all in one night. She’s been terrified of him ever since, but she’s even more terrified of the monsters he still protects her from… But Becca refuses to let fear control her. She’s living her life and moving forward, until she gets a phone call from the past she can’t ignore. She has to go back, and there’s only one man she can trust to go with her–the ex-con biker who rescued her once before.
Puck will help her again, but this time it’ll be on his terms. No more lies, no more tears, and no more holding back what he really wants…
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Captivating. Intense. Seductive.
OH.SO.FREAKING.GOOD! This book came at the perfect time for me. It took me out of my book slump and put a huge smile on my face. It was surprisingly funny, as well as sexy as hell and held a bit of suspense. The writing was lively, fact-paced and full of action. I tried to slow down because I wanted to savor each word, but I still zipped through it in a day.
Puck Redhouse spent the last 14 months in a California prison along with Painter from the Reaper’s MC, on a weapons charge. The day he and Painter were released, was the day his loyalty to the club was rewarded and he received his patch. The two clubs celebrated together along with one of their allies, the Longnecks MC. They were at a house owned by Teeny, a brother of a Longneck member.
Puck had one thing in mind when he got out, he wanted to get laid! Teeny saw the lust in Puck’s eyes and who he was eyeing. Teeny was enthusiastic to accommodate, and introduced Puck to Becca. Becca was a girl Puck had been unable to take his eyes off of. She was pretty and tiny, didn’t wear a lot of make up, didn’t dress to show off her body and she wasn’t forward like the other club whores. She had bewitched him that night. “I felt fireworks were going off in my head.” What the twenty-one year old Puck hadn’t counted on was her predicament. The situation exploded and Puck knew he couldn’t leave her there.
Now, five years later, Becca has moved out of her foster parents house and is making a life for herself. She is going to school to be a hair dresser and works as a waitress in the Idaho town’s diner. She is determined to become classy which means staying focused on her goals and free of men who will bring her down. While the horror of the life she had lived still haunts her, she often thinks of Puck. Even though she sees him occasionally, they don’t speak to each other, but they are inexplicably drawn to one another.
One fateful morning brings them together again. This is where the struggle begins. Puck has wanted her for the last five years. He has stayed away, giving her time and space. But he wants her. He wants his “angel” and will stop at nothing to get her.
The club scene is not what she wants, she wants to stay far away from club whores and club parties and the violence that surrounds them. But the more she is around him, the more she wants him.
“Puck was dangerous in a decadent, indecent, cheesecake-at-midnight kind of way”
I LOVED this book! What could have been cheesy – insta-lust/love (which I HATE in books) was written perfectly here. Their relationship built with a slow intensity, and was based on respect and trust.
I haven’t claimed a book BF lately, but I claim Puck! WOW he’s sexy and thoughtful and just … WOW! (My favorite quote comes at 26%!) Becca was strong and fierce. Their arguing and banter was superb. The two were dynamic and make a power couple. The side characters perfectly rounded out this story. Leaving me dying for more. THAT EPILOGUE? It had me swooning! I read it twice!! I can’t wait to see what Ms. Wylde has in store for us in Fathomless (Silver Valley, #2) I am just sad we have to wait so long to get it.
“You get that I’m keeping you, right?” “We can call it whatever you want, but it’s real. Admit it.“
*ARC graciously provided in exchange for an honest review and as such all quotes above may differ upon publication.*
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“What the fuck happened out here?” Danielle asked, her arm suddenly around my shoulders. I immediately felt better. Danielle and I balanced each other out perfectly—she was batshit crazy and insanely optimistic. Make that dangerously, recklessly optimistic. As for me, I spent nearly all my time focused on staying sane and getting ahead. That didn’t leave much time for things like actually living my life.We’d met each other our senior year of high school, when she’d offered to drive me back and forth to town in her shiny new Jeep Wrangler. This spared me from the horror of sharing a battered school bus with every hormonal teen living in the greater Callup metropolitan area. After a particularly harrowing ride home in her car one night (long story short, it took us six hours to travel thirty miles and by the time we pulled into town, we had matching tattoos of chipmunks wearing scarves) I decided it was my job to keep her from accidentally killing herself.
In return, she pushed me to do fun things, reminding me at least once a week that I was only twenty-one and perhaps the fate of the universe didn’t literally rest on whether or not I balanced my checkbook to the penny. Along the way, she taught me how to do smoky eye makeup, how not to freak out when a guy asked me to dance, and how to “borrow” music off the Internet. (When I pointed out that “borrowing” music was stealing, she agreed and started using iTunes for her downloads. To finance this, she “borrowed” her dad’s credit card.)
“Well, apparently me and Blake no longer work here,” I said, leaning my head against her. “I don’t know if you’re fired or not.”
“Fuck that,” Danielle declared. “Eva can kiss my ass. If you’re out, I’m out.”
“You weren’t even part of it,” I protested.
“I don’t care. You’re a much better waitress than I am. If she fired you, no way I’d last there anyway. Let’s go get drunk!”
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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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