Tuesday, November 10, 2015

Blog Tour ARC Review + Giveaway: Reaper's Fall by Joanna Wylde

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.

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When I heard about Painter's book, I'm not jumping up and down. Well, he didn't actually leave me a good impression with the way he handle his friendship with Em. I still give him the benefit of the doubt, maybe he got his own story to tell.

For the first quarter of the book, I find it was pretty great. I love the way they build up the friendship between Painter and Melwhen they both started writing to each other while he was in prison with Puck. And when he was released on parole, things got heated between them. The sexual tension was delicious and quickly escalating to sexual frustration because Painter had a Madonna-whore complex. He seems to think that he should stay away from good girl Mel to avoid polluting her. He is sweet, but also crazy. No wonder Em gave up on waiting for him.

I don't have much to say about Mel. She is a college girl smitten with the bad boy, Painter. She see the sweet side of him that is protective of her instead of the criminal that he might be. I like both of them as a character, and when they are together, things are explosive. 

But when something happened between them and Painter was thrown back into jail, they then simply spend too much time at odds with each other and bickering about the same thing over and over again. I don't mind that poor girl suffered some culture shock about the whole club business and your boyfriend being a constant visitor to the prison, but I would appreciate that she will at least grow out of it and be supportive. Painter was also an asshole, but I'm just gonna sweep it under the rug for now.

The last quarter of the book was filled with a lot of time jumped. I find it hard to stay emotionally connected with them, while I'm trying to grasp what happened during all these gaps. I feel that Painter and Mel was not given enough chance to showcase their love in a romantic kind of way. Is like 'this is harsh reality, deal with it' kind of thing. I know is this a MC series, but still... can't a girl wish for more?

Although from the romance POV, I don't find that Painter and Mel's relationship is that swoon inducing, but from the MC front, Joanna Wylde never failed to create some drama for the tough bikers. I always find myself engrossed with their politics and war with the enemy. Whenever there are mentioned of Horse and Hunter, I'm all over it. They are still both my favorite Reapers MC heroes to date.

You want to watch a movie or something?” she asked, nodding toward the TV. I had a decent one, too. Giant-ass flat-screen—homecoming present from the club.
“Sure,” I said, reaching for the remote. I didn’t have cable, but Ruger had set up some kind of box thingie for me so I could stream shit. “Whatcha in the mood for?”
“Not horror,” she said quickly, and I laughed again, remembering that first evening I’d spent with her at Pic’s house. She’d been so young and scared and vulnerable . . . I’d wanted to eat her up.
I still wanted to eat her.
“I can’t believe that you and Puck were supposed to be watching over me, and then you put in a slasher movie. That’s not how you make a girl feel safe.”
“No horror,” I agreed, although the thought of holding her for a couple hours while she was scared shitless appealed way more than it should. Watch it, asshole. “How about Star Wars?”
“You like Star Wars?”
I shrugged. “Everyone likes Star Wars. You know, I’m pretty damned sure Han Solo was a biker.”
She giggled. “You mean, like a space biker?”
“See, when you say it like that it sounds stupid.”
“I wanted to be Princess Leia. She’s badass,” she said, taking a deep drink of her beer. I watched as her lips wrapped around the neck, her throat swallowing. Oh fuck, that was good. She set the beer down on the coffee table with a clink, then let loose with the biggest burp I’d ever heard.
“Fucking hell,” I said, stunned. “I didn’t think girls could burp like that. Shit. Impressive, Mel. Very impressive.”
She grinned at me.
“We’re friends,” she told me. “And friends don’t need to worry about stuff like that. Let me guess—you’ve never had a female friend before?”
“Not really,” I admitted. “I’m think I’m a little scared.”
Scared and turned on, which was weird.
“You should be. I can do the whole alphabet.”
Damn. I kinda wanted to see that.

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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