Blog Tour ~Reapers Fall @joannawylde @TRSOR

Reaper’s Fall is the newest standalone in the Reaper’s MC Series. Painter & Melanie’s story is FINALLY here!

Available at the following retailers:

Amazon US: http://amzn.to/1DsDyRt
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Blurb
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.

NIKKI K’s 4.5 Star Review

Reapers Fall is the story of two people that couldn’t be more wrong for each other yet fit together so perfectly. If like me you have been a fan of the Reapers series then you will be excited to learn what makes Painter tick.

Doing a Nickel in the pen was a little easier every time he opened his mail. Letters from Melanie kept him going, even though he knew he had no right to keep her on the hook, he couldn’t help himself. She was different, she was the one who could win his heart.

Melanie knew it was crazy falling for a man in prison. After all, there is no future with a man behind bars. But damn if that didn’t stop her from wanting him. From wanting run from him. From needing to be with him.

When Melanie drops a bomb on Painter his reaction is exactly what she expects. What she was not prepared for was Painter taking a risk that cost him precious time with her. He misses out on so much because of his inability to accept their love, their fate.

Reapers Fall lives up to the expectations of the followers of the series. Painter and Melanie’s relationship is full of fire and heartache. From the first letter that Painter wrote (but never mailed) to the moment he realized he wanted what only Mel could provide I fell in love with the bad ass biker.

As with the previous books in the series, I found myself finding ways to conquer the sexual desire burning in me while reading. Ms. Wylde certainly knows how to turn up the heat in her books. If you are a fan of The Reapers series, MC books or just hot frantic sex scenes then Reapers Fall is a must. I can’t wait to read the next book in the series.

I rate this book 4.5 stars

**I was s gifted a complimentary copy in exchange for an honest review.

Excerpt

“You’re not going back to the party.”

She cocked her head, and I saw the confusion in her alcohol- glazed eyes as she wrinkled her nose at me. All cute, like a rabbit.

“You look like a bunny.”

“You look like an ax murder,” she said, frowning. “And I thought London was looking for me. Aren’t we going the wrong way?”

“I lied. I do that a lot,” I told her, staring at her lips. I reached out, catching her chin in my hand, running my thumb across her lips. Our eyes locked, and I don’t know if her pulse started to rise but mine sure as fuck did. What the hell had I been thinking, writing to this girl? She was so pretty and perfect and had this amazing, magical life just waiting for her and all I could think about was dragging her down into the dirt and shoving my cock into every hole she had.

She’d scream while I did it, too, the same sweet screams that played in my head every night while I jacked off.

I hated myself.

“Why did you lie?” she asked, her voice a whisper.

“To get you away from Taz. It’s not safe with him.”

Mel’s forehead creased in confusion, her brain moving so slowly I could practically see the wheels turning behind her eyes. She might be smart as fuck most of the time, but she’d transitioned to drunker than fuck tonight. Kit. Kit and Em. They’d done this to her.

I leaned in closer, catching her scent. For an instant I swayed, so tempted . . .

“They told me all about you,” she whispered.

“Who?”

“The other girls. Kit, Em. Jessica. I know how you operate,” she continued. One of her hands rose, touching my chest. Fire burst through me, because if I’d wanted her before I was desperate for her now. She was so soft, so sweet . . . so perfect.

Then her words sank in.

“What did you just say?”

“They told me all about you,” she said, eyes dropping to stare at my lips. “They told me you have a Madonna-whore complex.” I froze.

“A what?”

“A Madonna-whore complex,” she repeated, her voice earnest. “You like to screw dirty girls and you put clean girls on pedestals, where they can stay perfect and pure. That’s pretty messed up, Painter. There’s no such thing as Madonnas and whores. We’re all just people.”

The words stunned me. What the hell was she talking about? Just because I didn’t want her dragged down in the drama and bullshit of this life didn’t mean I had some sort of fucking complex. And who the hell were the Hayes sisters to have an opinion? I couldn’t tell what pissed me off more—the fact that they’d talked to Mel about me or that they hadn’t done a better job of scaring her off.

She wasn’t supposed to be here.

“Kit and Em are crazy, and that friend of yours—Jessica? She’s like a car crash. You don’t belong here, Mel.”

“And where do I belong?”

“With some nice kid who’ll treat you like a queen and work his ass off to give you everything perfect for the rest of your life.” The words were practically a growl.

Her eyes widened.

“What if I don’t want perfect?”

“Too fucking bad, because that’s what you’re getting.”