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Series: Sin City Outlaws #3
Published by: Self Published
on April 24, 2017
Genres: MC Romance, Romantic Suspense
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Being the Vice President of the Sin City Outlaws Motorcycle Club comes with its perks.
Respect, power, and easy women whenever I want. I have control in everything I do.
Because of that, I wasn’t expecting my president to put me on babysitting duty, and on a female cop of all fucking people. I kill law enforcement, not protect them.
Alessandra pretends to be the good-guy hiding behind that shiny badge. But I see the darkness dancing in her eyes, and it draws me to her in the worst way. I want to devour that act of innocence, pull her over the line of justice, and into my bed.
I just wasn’t expecting the handful of secrets I got behind that badge of honor I ripped from her chest. Because now, we’re retaliating against a common enemy together.
This is book 3 in the Sin City Outlaws MC series. It is recommended you read Reign, and Mercy before Retaliate. Enjoy.
“…here I thought Jillian was the queen of bitches, but I gotta say…you take the crown, Blue Bird.”
The third installment of the sexy and gritty Sin City Outlaws series by M.N. Forgy did NOT disappoint. RETALIATE brings us Felix, the VP of the Sin City Outlaws and Alessandra, a cop whose view on the law is a bit blurred. Together, these two are a match made in Hell, but that doesn’t stop the intense and visceral attraction that pulls them together every which way. The HATE is strong with these two, but so is the passion and the unyielding pull they have towards one another. It’s extremely HOT! It’s definitely DIRTY! And it will FOR SURE leave you on the edge of your seat!
“…she doesn’t have blue blood running through her like she thinks. She’s much darker, and our inner beasts are speaking to one another without us even knowing it.”
Usually, in a romance, you have a hero/heroine being drawn to the lightness in another human being, but M.N. Forgy is switching it up a bit, and gives us two characters that are attracted to each other’s darkness. That is what gives this romantic suspense, the dark, gritty, and raw element that pulled me in from the start.
“If you’re going to be a slut, you’re going to be one with me. Understand?”
With her infuriating, but SEXY anti-heroes and the feisty woman who bring them to their knees, RETALIATE, and the Sin City Outlaws series always gets my motor runnin’. Forgy gives us scorching romances with a touch of danger, and I wouldn’t have it any other way. Felix and Alessandra’s story is rough, laced with hate sex and undeniable passion. I crave more of these characters every time the last page has turned. If you are lookin’ to get your MC Romance fix, look no further, because M.N. Forgy DOES IT RIGHT!
“So, you came here to what, let loose?” I ask suggestively, lust hanging from the tip of my tongue.
She looks up through hooded eyes, her hands fidgeting with the hem of her shirt.
Taking a small step, I invade her space. Using my finger, I tuck it firmly under her chin making her look me in the eyes. God, she’s so fucking soft to touch, my hands itch to take advantage of her body and soul. That’s what I do, I devour innocent women, and scar their souls to the point they’re damaged goods.
“Were you going to fuck one of my men tonight, Alessandra?” I ask hastily.
Her throat bobs as she swallows, fire igniting her eyes as she pulls away. She’s a pistol and not the kind you love and shine every day with care. More like the kind you’re scared to use because it may backfire on you at any minute.
“So what if I was? Why do you care?” She raises a challenging brow, her voice sharp. A burning sensation combusts in my chest thinking about her riding one of my guy’s dicks.
“I forbid you to open your legs to any of my brothers, do you understand?” My rash decision comes from an unknown place. An insatiable hunger beading at the tip of my dick.
Her jaw drops, and her hands curl into fists.
“Who do you think you are to dictate who I screw?” she scowls.
My temples pound with annoyance and anger, done with this back and forth.
Leaning down my lips a hair’s length away from her face, I intimidate her to the point she looks away and purses her lips.
“Maybe you didn’t get the memo, Blue Bird, but now that Zeek is playing daddy… I run this fucking city. Therefore, I say who you fuck, and don’t fuck.”
Her chocolate eyes snap to mine, and I know I have her full attention. Which I want, I want her to look at me, to really see me. All of me.
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