Author: K. Renee
Publisher: Self Published
Cover Artist: Unknown
Rating: 0 of 5 Stars
Publication Date: 12/01/2016
Length: Novel (~ 50K-100K)
Growing up, I idolized my father. I wanted to be the same type of man he was, but I wasn’t. I didn’t function the same way he did. I had my own vices that kept me isolated from the rest of my brothers and the club. I felt like I was living a lie until I met Spencer. Spencer never judged me for being a biker, but he also didn’t know I was part of the Wayward Saints.
I kept my life a secret from him, a secret from pretty much everyone. Secrets never stay hidden for long and soon I have to choose. Choose between the family I love more than anything and the one I’ve fallen for in a short period of time.
Being part of the special crimes unit is something I have worked my ass off to achieve. One night can change all of that, and can cause me to lose everything I’ve worked so hard for. Elijah is worth that, even if I don’t tell him that. He didn’t know how I felt about him when I watched him walk out the door.
One case can take our perfect arrangement to utter devastation. When truths come out, I am ordered to get information from him – have him rat on his own family, something I know he would never do. One wrong move and one of us can be killed.
Is love worth a death sentence? I know I would die for Elijah, I just hope he will be there to save me in time.
I don’t like writing negative reviews and I definitely don’t like enjoy writing up a review for a book I didn’t finish. It takes a lot for me to do something like this.
I’m always on the lookout for authors I haven’t read before plus I love seeing writers known for straight romances trying their hand in M/M. Plus I loved Sons of Anarchy so this book looked really good, even if the cover left a little to be desired.
Right away I began to wonder if I’d made a mistake. Literally the very first sentence annoyed me.
Growing up I’ve always known that I was different than my brothers. They always wanted to play cops and robbers, while I rather spend time baking with my mom.
Ignoring the mistake in the sentence (I vs I’d) it plays right into the stereotype that straight boys play manly activities while the gay boy likes to bake. Rather outdated thinking, if you ask me.
The first several pages was a pure info dump with Elijah giving an abbreviated history of his life in a motorcycle club ran by family members. This information could’ve been presented in so many better ways even in dialogue with someone.
The next scene is the meeting of the main couple of the series—Elijah and Spencer. Their initial attraction happens at a bar and right away they can’t wait to fuck. That’s when I was treated to the following purple prose.
My hands run up his back and I claim his mouth with mine again. My tongue slips into his mouth and I massage his tongue until his hands are digging into my back.
First, the repetition of the word mouth in those two sentences isn’t a onetime thing either. There are many, many words used very close together either in consecutive sentences or paragraphs.
Second, how does one tongue massage another? The word had me imagining Elijah reaching into Spencer’s mouth with his hands to massage the tongue. It’s never good when word usage pulls the reader out of the story.
Another repetitive thing the author did was having several sentences either in a row or close by with ing-words.
Running my tongue along his skin, I hear his moan. Undoing the button on his jeans, I start to slide down his zipper. Reaching a hand inside of them, I grip his dick, stroking him slowly. His back arches off the bike and I have to steady us. Leaning my body over his, I run my lips over his skin again and pull his dick out of his jeans. Making my way back down his abs and towards his dick, I hear his intake of breath.
Again, things like that pull me out of the story and make it hard to concentrate on the plot.
The final thing from an editorial that not only annoyed me but also drove me nuts was not using a comma after a dialogue and before the tag.
“Nice bike.” He says as I kill the engine.
The first couple times I saw it I thought it was a simple mistakes. But it occurs every time. I’m a bit surprised that an author can write several books (this is book seven in a series) and not know how to use proper punctuation. Plus, a professional editing company is credited at Amazon.
Even if all this wasn’t enough to make me want to throw my iPad across the room the plot didn’t help. To be fair, I didn’t get very far into the book, less than 10 percent, but there was far more telling than showing and the sex wasn’t exactly mindblowing. The aforementioned repetition and use of purple prose did nothing to endear me or make me care enough to continue.
I would like to thank the publisher for providing me with the eARC of this title in exchange for my honest opinion.
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