Friday, August 12

*** BLOG TOUR, EXCERPT & REVIEW *** Reaper's Fire by Joanna Wylde



The smallest spark can start an inferno! 
Gage and Tinker’s story is FINALLY here! 
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Blurb

New York Times bestselling author Joanna Wylde returns to the “wild and raw”* world of the Reapers MC with the story of Gage and Tinker…

The club comes first. 

I’ve lived by those words my whole life—assumed I’d die by them, too, and I never had a problem with that. My Reaper brothers took my back and I took theirs and it was enough. Then I met her. Tinker Garrett. She’s beautiful, she’s loyal, and she works so damned hard it scares me sometimes . . . She deserves a good man—one better than me. I can’t take her yet because the club still needs me. There’s another woman, another job, another fight just ahead. 

Now she’ll learn I’ve been lying to her all along. None of it’s real. Not my name, not my job, not even the clothes I wear. She thinks I’m nice. She pretends we’re just friends, that I’ve still got a soul . . . Mine’s been dead for years. Now I’m on fire for this woman, and a man can only burn for so long before he destroys everything around him.

I’m coming for you, Tinker. 

Soon.


Excerpt

“I can’t believe how late it is,” Tinker said, yawning, and I realized the movie had ended. Now she stretched upward, the blanket falling to her waist as her boobs pushed forward.

God, how much should a man be expected to take?

I should’ve stayed away from her completely—that’d been the plan—but something had snapped when I’d seen her out in the courtyard. Couldn’t remember the last time I’d met a woman like Tinker. She was smart and sexy and funny, and she worked damned hard to take care of her family and business. Sure, I wanted to fuck her—you’d have to be gay not to—but I respected her, too.

“I should probably get going,” she said, offering me a smile so sweet I wanted to bite her lips. “I like to check on Dad before going to sleep, and I’ve got to be up early in the morning. I’ve got to package orders for the courier tomorrow—if they aren’t ready by two p.m., I’m screwed.”

I considered rolling over on top of her. Pushing her down into the couch cushions, shoving my leg between hers, and showing her what a real man feels like.

“Cooper?” she asked, looking confused. I blinked a couple times, forcing myself to focus on her face.

“I’m going to watch another one,” I told her, because I’m a goddamn masochist. “You sure you’re ready to head out?”

She frowned, and I could almost read her thoughts. Yes, she should leave. But she wanted me as much as I wanted her. And yeah, I realize that makes me sound like an egotistical ass, but this wasn’t my first rodeo. I saw the lust in her eyes, and the way she licked her lips and stared at my mouth. This wasn’t a one-way street, not even close.

“I guess I could stay a little longer,” she whispered. Christ, she was so sweet and soft. I wanted to bite her even more now. Suck that pouty lower lip into my mouth and shove a finger up her ass.

Break her.

You’re one sick fuck.

Why yes. Yes, I am. Thanks for noticing.

I managed to control the urge, catching her hand instead, giving it a friendly squeeze like some kind of pathetic tool. Her fingers tightened on mine, then she pulled away and snuggled back down under the blanket, raising her feet to rest on the coffee table. I grabbed the remote and clicked through the menu.

Tomorrow I’d do my job. I’d fuck Talia and spy on Marsh and look for any kind of weakness that might end this situation, the faster the better. Tonight, though . . . Tonight I’d pretend this wasn’t a waste of time.

Goddamn, but my dick hurt.

The next hour was torture.

Tinker sat next to me, all cute and classy and absolutely refusing to make any kind of eye contact. I don’t know how she felt, but to me the sexual tension hanging in the air was thick and heavy. I kept thinking about her hand in mine—small, but strong. The hand of someone who knew how to work hard. So far as I knew, Talia had never held down a job, let alone supported herself.

The couch shifted, and I glanced over to find Tinker sliding deeper into the cushions, drawing the blanket up to her chin. Our legs were maybe six inches apart. She shifted again, and then her hand bumped mine under the blanket. She jerked it back quickly, and I caught the hint of a flush on her cheeks. That was another thing I liked about her—her skin was so pale that I could see every hint of arousal.

Grabbing her hand, I pulled it over to rest on my thigh. This was a really bad idea, so I pointedly refused to think it through. Her hand tensed at first, then relaxed into my strength. My cock swelled against the fabric of my jeans, just inches from her fingers—it’d be so easy to push her hand toward it, wrap it around my painfully swollen dick, and just go to town.

Tinker’s fingers gave a quick squeeze—almost more of a spasm—and I bit back a groan.

Yeah, okay. Really, really bad idea. I should get off the couch and shut this shit down right now, because I couldn’t afford to blow things with Talia just yet. Instead I found myself leaning toward Tinker, bumping shoulders.

God.

I’d grown a pussy. No other explanation, because I couldn’t figure out why the hell else an adult man would sit holding hands under a damned blanket like a kid. 


My Review 

I always get so excited when a new Reaper's book comes out. Joanna Wylde was my first foray into the MC world and I've been forever obsessed since. I love that her books always have a ring of truth to the fiction so that I feel like these people could actually exist. Plus even though she writes each book as a standalone, she seamlessly integrates each story into the next so that the world building is woven throughout each book creating a more comprehensive storyline. And while Reaper's Fire may not have been a perfect example of this, the story nonetheless captured me from the very beginning as I lost myself in the Reaper's MC. 

Reaper's Fire was Tinker and Gage's story. We got a glimpse of them in previous works, but here we delved straight into their story. Tinker left her husband after years of coming second to his job and moved back in with her father after her mother passed away and his health started to deteriorate. Once back home she's not only running her dessert business but trying to manage her parent's store and properties. And she's running out of steam. Gage is on a mission for his MC. With orders from his President, he is to infiltrate another MC group who was once a friendly club but has recently started to worry the Reaper's. To do so, Gage has to put his colors aside and pretend to be someone completely different so that he can use the acting MC's sister as a way in. All is well until he meets Tinker. 

Tinker needs a handyman and Gage needs a place to sleep. As he gets to know her, though, he realizes that loyalty to his club could ruin his chances with Tinker. But the club always comes first and so he has to put aside his wants for want his club needs. But as tension rises and he realizes that the woman he's supposed to be dating is horrible, things get trickier than he ever imagined. 

This addition to the Reaper's MC had a bit of a different feel to it. Since Gage spent most of his time outside Coeur d'Alene, I really missed the interactions with the other club members and their Old Lady's. Of course we got to see a lot of Tinker and her life which was entertaining for sure but I did feel a bit bereft when we only got tiny glimpses of Pic, Horse, Painter and all the others. Ms. Wylde still was able to place this story in the timeline of the previous ones so getting a new viewpoint of those kept me satisfied. And while I was rooting for Gage to kick his "girlfriend" to the curb, I understood why it had to happen that way and loved that we got to see more of the blooming sexual tension between Tinker and Gage than much with the crazy one. 

Up until like 60 I was speed reading just like I normally do with a Reaper's book. The tension was palpable, MC life was starting to unravel and all the juicy details were finally coming to light. At this point I was hoping to get more of Tinker and Gage together than we actually got. There were a lot of conflicts that kept popping up that detracted a bit from the romance. Then the ending seemed a bit rushed before the epilogue. There was one loose end that seemed to be left dangling a bit and I so wished more of the story would have been told that led to the epilogue but I am really glad we at least got what we did. Because THAT is what makes these books so good.

In the end, this may not have been my favorite of the Reaper's story, but it was still so good. Joanna creates a world that I wish I could be a part of and I'm already anxiously waiting to see which Reaper we get next. 

Reviewed by Paige

★★☆ 4 "Loyalty" Stars ☆★★

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Author’s Note: This book was originally released through a small publisher in 2013. This independent edition has been lightly edited, and contains a bonus short, “Sticky Sweet” (originally published on the author’s website) and a Q&A with the author.


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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