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Published by: Evil Eye Concepts
on March 14, 2017
Genres: MC Romance
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New York Times bestselling author Joanna Wylde returns to the world of the Reapers Motorcycle Club…
Looking back, none of this would’ve happened if I hadn’t dropped my phone in the toilet. I mean, I could’ve walked away from him if I’d had it with me.
Or maybe not.
Maybe it was all over the first time he saw me, and he would’ve found another way. Probably—if there’s one thing I’ve learned, it’s that Shade always gets what he wants, and apparently he wanted me.
Right from the first.
I didn’t realize HOW MUCH I missed Joanna Wylde’s MC men until I DEVOURED Shade’s story!
“I’m out, Shade. I don’t want to be part of your world.”
Badass bikers, feisty females, raw and unadulterated passion around every corner? Yep, this MUST BE a Joanna Wylde MC Romance. This fast-paced biker-filled piece of goodness has EVERYTHING to get your motor runnin’. Filled with drama, suspense, and overprotective alpha-deliciousness, SHADE’S LADY pulled me in from the very beginning and wouldn’t let me go. Even though this is a novella, it’s packed full of steamy sex scenes, sexy shenanigans, and entertaining banter.
“No more games, Mandy.”
“No more games,” I agreed.
I know some people aren’t big fans of novellas because of their length and rushed storyline, but I think Ms. Wylde did a great job of enticing, entertaining, and completely immersing us in this MC world of hers. Sure, I was left wanting more, but isn’t that the goal? If you are new to Joanna Wylde’s work, SHADE’S LADY is the perfect starting off point to help start your addiction. You will have a blast getting your feet wet and familiarizing yourself with Wylde’s brand of gritty and raw, emotion-filled romances. Fans of the popular MC series will be falling for Shade and Mandy right off the gate. It will be like coming HOME for them.
To be honest, diving into SHADE’S LADY, and being back into Reaper territory, I wanted to start the series all over again. But even more so, I want to know what’s next and what Ms. Wylde has in store for us. I love being back in this world, and I definitely will be wanting MORE!
“You’re full of sh*t!” I said, waving my hand grandly. My drink sloshed and I licked the side of the cup, because this whiskey was way too good to waste even a single drop. “Wonder Woman is better than Batman. She’s got real power, not just fancy toys. Although she has those, too, which means anything Batman can do, she can do better.”
“Nope,” Shade said, shaking his head seriously. “She’s hot, I’ll give her that, but he’d take her in a fair fight.”
I held up a hand for him to wait as I polished off my booze.
“No way. She’s a goddess of war and she’s one of the best hand-to-hand fighters in history. She’s got an invisible jet, for God’s sake. How can you compete with that? All he has is a bunch of money and the stupid Batmobile.”
“Hand over the cup,” Shade said, narrowing his eyes.
“Why?” I asked, narrowing mine right back. I was good and drunk now, and I wasn’t sure I was ready to be done for the night.
“Demonstration,” he replied. “C’mon. Or are you chicken?”
“What are we, kindergartners?”
“You’re the one insisting Wonder Woman can take Batman,” he replied. “Chicken.”
Then he leaned toward me, raising a single finger to poke me in the center of my chest. Not copping a feel or anything remotely sexual, either. This was pure taunt. I handed him the cup and he tossed it on the floor, nearly falling off the bed in the process. I smirked—guess I wasn’t the only drunk one. Then he started listing to the side and I lunged for him, grabbing his shirt to keep him from going over.
Shade caught my arm, using the momentum to pull me onto his body with sudden force. My hands hit his chest and I raised my head to stare at him, stunned.
“What the hell are you doing?” I asked. Shade wrapped his arms around my waist, holding me tight to his body.