As the president of the Sin City Outlaw

Motorcycle Club, I fuck as hard as I ride

and rarely go to bed alone.

The women are fast and the violence is

intense.

I excel in both.

People either respect me or fear me. I’m not

arrogant. It’s just the truth.

I was a king, reigning over Vegas without

complication, until one gorgeous sheriff

made everything fall apart.

When I saw her, I became a Neanderthal,

wanting nothing more than to be between

those legs.

I guess that’s where I went wrong, because

my reality was shot to hell real fucking

fast.

One kiss caused her to step over that blue

line.

One night in her bed made me a traitor.

And now… we’re both screwed.

  

YES THAT WOULD BE ME

This book has everything you want in a book.

–          Action packed with an original story line

–          M.N. Forgy knows her shite and how to write it.

–          In-depth characters who you want to hate but you just can’t.

–          Engaging story with edgy moments and a man/woman who live without consequences.

With all these great points and this is where I’m stumped because it didn’t make me a happy bunny I thought it was just ok hence the 2 stars.

Why it didn’t work for me.

–          Rule # 2 in life. If you can’t say anything nice then don’t say anything at all. Yeah fuck that.

–          Way over the top, subtlety be thy name

–          The plot didn’t appeal to me whatsoever the story dragged. So don’t high five me with a chair now.

–          There is necessary drama and then there is unnecessary drama this book was filled with the latter.

–      It probably doesn’t help that I have the attention span of a hamster sometimes. Okay hamster is being unkind to the little fella, let’s say a gnat.

 

YES THAT WOULD BE ME