Reaper’s Fall Joanna Wylde
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.
This is Painter and Mel’s story. Oh, what a story it is. It’s beautiful and heartbreaking. It’s messed up and at the same time perfection. We start in the present and revert back to the past.
Painter is trying to do what he thinks is best for Melanie, which means keeping her away from his messed up, throw myself head first into danger, persona.
He has another side to him. Painter paints, and boy what sexy paint scene’s Joanna Wylde paints.
Painter stole the show with this one,
“What I want is to fuck you. I want to fuck your pussy, I want to fuck your face and I’ve given serious thought to fucking your ass too. I want to lock you up and play with you…Sometimes I think about owning you, and what I’d do if you tried to get away. Christ, you have no idea.”
Yup that’s hot!
“I was painting flowers. Lots and lots of flowers, a tangled mass of them like something you’d see in the rainforest. Lush and sweet and deadly, just like Melanie. Vines to tie me up and hold me prisoner until I didn’t even care anymore…”
Mmhmm, see Painter rocks!
I liked Mel, for some reason, I normally like her friends, but they drove me a bit batty here, I’m thinking a reread of other books would have solved that, though. I like when Mel is all like, I got my opinion, you have yours now stuff it. “She doesn’t say this, but she kind of does and I liked that about her.
The banter with the men was spot on. It was funny and ball busting, exactly like what bikers are. I got so many little chuckles out of this:)
This is another great read from Joanna Wylde.
Joanna Wylde is the secret identity of an international library spy who has travelled the world in search of exactly the right book to read. Despite her endless efforts, she’s still seeking the Ultimate Story — a story so powerful, so incredible that time itself stops while it’s being read, kittens spontaneously spring forth from rainbows, and unicorns bow their heads in praise. Joanna’s hobbies include manatee wrestling (six time north Idaho champion), arguing about the pros/cons of the Oxford comma and refusing to accept that Chicago style should trump AP. You can learn more about Joanna and her work at www.joannawylde.net