Blog Tour: Gunny by MariaLisa deMora

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Shattered following a devastating betrayal that results in the death of his friends, Lane Robinson finds himself in Fort Wayne, Indiana, a world away from his previous life as a Marine. Robinson is trying to forget the past, but healing from the deadly deceit that cut blood deep is hard, and memories of that treachery taint every interaction in his life. He misses the comradery and bond he had with his brothers in arms, and now can’t help but view everyone around him with mistrust and suspicion.
Robinson meets a member of the Rebel Wayfarers motorcycle club, and with an introduction into the biker’s circle of friends, he finds that elusive sense of home that has been missing from his life for too long. Initiated into the club and now called Gunny, Robinson buries himself in his new life as a Rebel member.
 
Secure within his newfound family, Gunny fills his days with solitary work and finds he possesses a gift for motorcycle restoration, forming a career out of this exacting passion. Trying to leave behind the man he was before the club, unfortunately his feelings of cynicism aren’t so easy to set aside. Even within the club, surrounded by members he readily calls brother, he grants his trust to only a few. One of those is Davis Mason, national president, and a man he is proud to call friend.
Into this meticulously constructed life dances Sharon Elkins, the one woman who seems to possess the ability to tear down the walls he has spent so long building. She is the first person who sees beyond his surface façade, the first he’s let get close in so long…can he trust the emotions she stirs in his soul?
As she becomes an ever more important part of his world, darkness from their former lives collides in a dangerous cascade of conspiracy and schemes. Can he protect the woman he has come to love, and will they be able to fight their way clear of the chaos that threatens to entrap them?

Reviews by:

Theresa Martin: 4.5 Stars

Lane Robinson, former Marine has been kind of wandering through life.  After a mission that ends in lost lives, he’s discharged from the Marines, and looking for somewhere to call home.  He finds that home with the Rebel Wayfarers.  He has the close knit family unit he had when he was in the Marines, but he’s dealing with some demons from the time of his service.  He’s been suffering from PTSD, and not many people in his MC are aware of his past.

Sharon Elkins is running from something, but no one knows what.  While working at a strip club owned by the Rebels, Gunny sees her dance, and his transfixed by her beauty and grace.  He doesn’t know what it is about Sharon, but Gunny feels so protective of her.  He sees pain in her, and somehow he thinks she sees the same in him.  When Sharon is put in danger, Gunny will do anything to keep her safe.

As they get closer to one another, they both feel as if they’ve met their other half, who they should be with.  They seem to understand each other, and with that close bond, they help heal one another.  Through both of them becoming part of the Rebels, Gunny and Sharon are shown they have a family that will always have their back.  Something they both want and need.

This was such a beautiful and touching book in this series.  You get more insight into Mason, Slate, Bear, Jase, and some of their ties that weren’t known and/or clarified in previous books.

Lots of action from the beginning, I really enjoyed this story. This book really pulled at my heart, and was rooting for Gunny all the way.  He is a true hero, and he selflessly gives to his woman, and his brothers.

Gunny is the fifth book in the Rebel Wayfarer’s MC series.  This is definitely my favorite of the series so far.

I received this ARC for an honest review, and I give it 4.5 stars.

Tanya Rae’s Review: 5.0 Stars

MariaLisa de Mora has a beautiful dedication at the beginning of Gunny that needs to be read for Veterans everywhere!  I loved it!  I feel that MariaLisa did a great job and honoring our Veterans with this terrible disorder of PTSD (Post Traumatic Stress Disorder).

Gunny is the 5th book in the Wayfarers MC. And this is Lane Robinson aka Gunny & Sharon Elkin’s Story.  I fell in love with Gunny.  He is a war veteran and he is the lone survivor of his last mission.  Gunny suffers from PTSD.  I fell in love with Gunny and his story!  Sharon is Jase’s sister.  We found a little about Sharon in Jase’s book 4.  Sharon has been on the run from a previously bad relationship and is still married to her abuser.  Her husband finds her and beats her.  Gunny becomes her protector and forms a bond with Sharon.  Sharon becomes his “Rose of Sharon” The story continues and you need to read the rest so you can learn the rest of their story.

Gunny is my favorite of all the books in this series.  The reading order is Mica, Slate, Bear,  Jase &  Gunny.  It looks like Mason (the Prez) of Wayfarers MC will finally get his own story in October 2015.  I have been waiting to find out more about Mason!  So I am looking forward to reading it!  Come on October!

I was gifted a copy of Gunny for an honest review and I give Gunny 5 stars.

Lita Thomas’s Review: 3.5 Stars

Gunny (Rebel Wayfarers MC, #5) by MariaLisa deMora is the next installment on one of the brothers of the club. This is Gunny and Sharon’s story. We met Gunny and Sharon in Jase’s story. Sharon is Jase’s sister and is recovering from her beating from her ex husband and Gunny is the brother who no one really knows. He keeps to himself and very few people know his story. The story begins with Gunnery sergeant Lane Robinson being the lone survivor of an ambush and walking for 3 weeks before he is back on base. After recovering from his injuries he is no longer fit for duty. He has lost his best friend, the only family he has and has PTSD. He finds himself working for Deke a brother of the Rebel Wayfarers. Deke sees something in Lane and brings him into the brotherhood of the MC. As with previous books we still see another point of view of a set of events that have previously happened. We do see other events as they happen to Lane who is now Gunny a name given to him by Mason.  We also get to see what has been happening to Sharon up into the point she begins dancing at the strip club. Not only do we get to learn Gunny and Sharon’s story of love but we also learn more about Mason and his past. Once again I am really looking forward to Mason’s story so all lose ends will be tied up and we can know the full story of why so many people are out for the club. Hopefully Gunny’s HEA will be told and I get to see how he is as a father plus all the other previous characters from the other books. I give Gunny 3 ½ O’s     (O’s for Orgasms)

Chapter 2, Brotherhood
She curled into a tight ball on the floor, trying not to shiver at the chill in the air. Cold for Florida, the temperature would dip below forty tonight, but she knew better than to close the bedroom window, open to capture the breeze off the orange groves as it threaded through the metal rods stretching across the opening. Her heart beat faster when the crunching of gravel came from outside, small pieces of rock grinding against each other, fracturing and fragmenting by minute amounts as they were placed under pressure. The deep rumble of a car’s engine abruptly shut off, leaving stillness in its wake.
Counting slowly, she measured time as she waited for him to come in from outside. In her mind, she imagined watching as he opened the driver’s door, mentally seeing him stand and stretch out his back before turning to pull a bag from the passenger’s seat. Rewarded with the quiet crumping concussion of the car door closing, she imagined him walking around the front of the vehicle, approaching the dark house.
When she came to the bedroom at precisely eight o’clock, there were no lights left burning behind her. That quiet clicking of switches plunging the house into darkness had stirred the fresh memory, striped into her back, of a howled, “You think I’m made of money?” She heard the clunk of the key in the lock, which opened only from outside, heard the knob twist and turn in the wood, the tongue of the solid latch scraping along the edge of the doorframe.
“Place?” he called the inquiry, and she immediately responded, letting him know she was where she was supposed to be; she was, as so often instructed, waiting. “Dinner?” That was the next question, and in a struggling voice, she indicated where his plate had been stored. She knew she had a fifty-fifty chance of picking wrong. Some nights, selecting the refrigerator over the warm stove was all it took to tip him to violence.
Violence, she thought with a silent laugh. Raised around the controlled violence of hockey, attending her brothers’ games, she remembered thinking at the time that slashing and tripping, hooking and boarding were the worst things in the world. They were the wickedest her teenage self could imagine. Now she knew differently, having learned the lesson time and again.
Slowly counting again, she waited for him to say something, anything to give her an idea of how the evening would go. Seventeen, eighteen, nineteen… Maybe tonight will be one of the sweet ones, she thought. Twenty-two, twenty-three, twenty-four… Maybe tonight he’ll ask, ‘Baby, why are you on the floor?’ Twenty-eight, twenty-nine, thirty… Or he’ll say, ‘I’m so sorry.’
Precisely at thirty-five, the crash of crockery sounded, and she recognized the sound of a plate dropping to the kitchen floor. Over the sounds of breaking dishes came his voice, barely audible to her ears, but wounding as if it were the lashing of the sound barrier, a clap of thunder, or the tearing sound of metal peeling back from a car’s frame. Not her name, not this time, no more than the hated single word uttered in a tone that caused a terror so visceral it manifested physically as all the hair on her body raised in a futile defense. Clasping her hands together at the back of her head, she tucked her bent elbows tightly against her temples, leaving her ears uncovered so she could hear her fate approaching.

Raised in the south, MariaLisa learned about the magic of books at an early age. Every summer, she would spend hours in the local library, devouring books of every genre. Self-described as a book-a-holic, she says “I’ve always loved to read, but then I discovered writing, and found I adored that, too. For reading … if nothing else is available, I’ve been known to read the back of the cereal box.” She still reads voraciously, and always has a few books going in paperback, hardback, on devices, on napkins! 

Oatmeal is her comfort food. She hates gardening but loves flowers; not cut arrangements, but in the wild, outside. She has a deep and abiding respect for our military. Her dad was career Air Force, and flew during the Cuban Missile Crisis, Korean Conflict and Vietnam War. Parades make her cry. Walking Dead is about the only TV she watches anymore, don’t bother her on Walking Dead night, when she’s been known to shout, “Go Team Darryl!” Yes, she’s still sad about Firefly.

She’s a hockey fan, like … a serious hockey fan. She’s loyal to the Edmonton Oilers, but asks that we don’t judge her about that. She also likes the Nashville Predators and Ottawa Senators. The local ECHL team, the Fort Wayne Komets, are a fav of hers, and she has season tickets. She’ll also generally try to hit the road games within a hundred-mile radius.

She’s a wanna-be hiker, working on a “bucket list” of hikes like Knobstone (completed in four days mid-April 2014 – whoooo!), sectioning parts of the AT (51 miles in Georgia in early-May 2014), and now and then looking west towards PCT.

She embraces her inner geek; MariaLisa has been working in the tech field for a couple decades. A sometime PC gamer, she still plays EverQuest after all these years. She says, “What can I say, I’m loyal (see above, I’m an Oilers fan LOL). Yes, I’ve heard of WoW, and have a coupla toons there, too.”

On music, she says, “I love music of nearly any kind—jazz, country, rock, alt rock, metal, classical, bluegrass, rap, gangstergrass, hip hop—you name the type, I probably listen to it. I can often be seen dancing through the house in the early mornings. But what I really, REALLY love is live music. My favorite way to experience live music is seeing bands in small, dive bars [read: small, intimate venues]. If said bar [venue] has a good selection of premium tequila, then that’s a definite plus!”

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