TITLE – Love Ties
SERIES – Club Ties
AUTHOR – Em Petrova
GENRE – contemporary erotic romance
PUBLICATION
DATE – July 3, 2014
LENGTH
(Pages/# Words) - 84000 words
PUBLISHER – Taliesin Publishing
BOOK
SYNOPSIS
You can take the motorcycle chick out of
the club, but she’ll always come back.
When her momma saddled her with a name
like Ever, she didn’t have a prayer of a normal life. Mix in a motorcycle club
and a lot of rough adoptive fathers, and Ever is raised not to take any flack.
Five years ago she battled her way out of the Life, got a degree and a good
job. The only thing that would bring her back to Heller’s Gap and within range
of her ex is revenge.
Jamison’s motorcycle club doesn’t live,
breathe, and ride for drugs and guns, unless they’re fighting to uncover the
roots of the crimes. After years of watching his friends and loved ones die,
Jamison’s only desire is to stop more of the trade from coming into Heller’s
Gap. At least until he gets an eye—and hand—full of the redheaded vixen, Ever.
In spite of the world she hates, Ever
can’t stay away from the god dressed in black leather. When he discovers she’s
practically MC royalty, and that she’s being hunted by her ex and his gang,
Jamison’s instincts to protect rev to new speeds. He’d do just about anything
to keep her, even help her get the revenge she craves…if it doesn’t break him
first.
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EXCERPT
The instant he walked
into The Gearhead bar, she knew it. Chatter stuttered to a stop, and the cover
band seemed to trip on the beat. Without looking over her shoulder, Ever felt
Jamison’s heavy stare.
A shiver raced down
her spine, but she managed to keep from contorting into a strange shape on the
barstool. Jamison Montgomery. Hell, even his name had serious swagger.
Gripping her glass,
she stared at the green contents. Sex with an Alligator was her drink of
choice, which had amused the hell out of Jamison from the very beginning. Ever
hitched her boot heel on the stool rung and tried not to squirm.
From the corner of
her eye she glimpsed the man who stopped every lady—and quite a few men—in
their tracks. Six-foot-two with a chiseled chest that served as a fine pillow.
Not that she’d admit it to anyone.
The pretty bartender
leaned across the polished surface. “Wow, look at him. I bet a girl could ride
him to Sturgis and back.”
As if she didn’t know
exactly who the brunette referred to, Ever glanced around. And instantly
regretted it.
Jamison’s deep hazel
gaze latched onto her like a motorhead attached himself to a restored Harley.
Ever’s skin broke out in goose bumps at the sight of the same five o’clock
shadow that had burned her skin so deliciously not twelve hours ago.
She clenched her
knees together and took a slug of the green drink that tasted like a sour apple
hard candy.
“Do you know who that
is?” the bartender asked.
Barely turning her
head, Ever tried not to let him catch her gaze again, but damn if he wasn’t a
professional at it. She let him consume her with his eyes a heartbeat too long.
Then shaking her head, she dragged her gaze away from his ruggedly beautiful
face and tried to play it cool. “Just some dirtbag.”
Her drawl was Deep
South even to her own ears—something Jamison had commented on. That and her
name. There weren’t a lot of girls named Ever on the big blue ball they called
Earth. When explaining her name, she always claimed her mother had named her
this, because given a choice, she’d never, ever get pregnant again.
Three stools down,
the scrape of metal legs on the dusty wood floor made Ever’s skin prickle.
Anything the man touched or looked at turned her into runny grits. The
bartender smoothed her hands over her perfectly trim hips before bouncing down
to take his order.
“What can I get ya
tonight, loverboy?”
“Double of Jack.”
When he spoke, his gritty tone ignited Ever. Too well she recalled him calling
her baby in the same voice, sounding as if he’d swallowed gaskets and chased
them with moonshine.
Ever’s fists clenched
with fresh need.
She’d regretted
coming back to this Podunk town where she’d spent too many years as someone’s
wife. Then the purdiest man in the state of Alabama had wandered through the
door.
Too bad he was not a
cowboy. Or a banker. A post office worker. Hell, she’d prefer a sewer employee
over another man wearing leather and sporting too much horsepower.
She shifted in her
seat, aware of Jamison’s gaze. She didn’t dare turn her head because her face
would light up like the Fourth of July. With a complexion like hers, she had
little control over her blushes.
Last night Jamison
kissed her heated cheeks and rumbled a laugh. “You match your hair,” he’d said.
“I’ve gotta use the
lady’s room. Save my drink.” Ever’s mutter to the waitress didn’t go unnoticed
by Mr. Tight Jeans. She didn’t get halfway down the corridor leading to the
restrooms when leather and earthy aftershave overwhelmed her.
He grabbed her elbow
and whirled her. Her back struck the wall, but he slid a hand behind her in
time to cushion the impact. As Jamison leaned in, breath minty and lips
inviting as hell, she panted for control.
“Just some dirtbag,
huh?”
He was dressed to
kill in those dark jeans, his motorcycle club T-shirt, and a black leather vest
that fitted to every muscled inch of his torso. Ever’s knees sagged, and he
trapped her more firmly against the wall.
Dipping his head, he
nuzzled her throat. She sucked in a harsh breath and fought the urge to twist
her fingers into his leather cut and yank him down. The memory of those heated
lips gliding over her flesh was almost too much to bear.
“Was I just some
dirtbag to you last night?”
“Y-yes.” Her whisper
was a lie, and they both knew it. God, how was she going to continue to resist
this man? Every nerve ending in her body begged for his callused touch. But no,
she had too much to lose.
Going back to the
Life wasn’t an option. She’d busted her ass to break free of the world of guns,
drugs, and anything on two wheels.
In the background the
band struck a new song, the drummer a little too enthusiastic. Heller’s Gap had
never been known for its musical talent, but someone had to keep couples
revolving on The Gearhead’s dance floor.
What the hell had she
been thinking to even come into a biker bar? Old habits would kill her in the
end.
My Review: 5 stars
I always know going into a book by Em that it's going to be good. This was no different. Em has her own writing style and she definitely does things her own way - and I love it! Em certainly brings her own style to this MC book, and it's just as sexy and dangerous but with a little more creative and open sexual style that's uniquely Em. I loved Jamison, hard, hot and dangerously sexy. More, please! I loved Ever's determination to get revenge, even if it put her in harms way. Jamison and Ever go through a lot to be with each other, even though initially Ever is against seeing Jamison again. But he's like a drug - she just can't get enough. For Jamison, Ever is what he's always looked for in a woman. He just didn't expect the kind of trouble she'd bring along with her in such a small package. This was a really fun, sexy and at times nail biting read. I loved every bit from start to finish!There were so many things that happened in this book, and it was most definitely a great start to what I hope will be a long series.
Author's Playlist
With Love Ties, I needed a grittier
playlist and my happy country tunes I write my cowboys to weren’t cutting it.
Here’s a hint of what I was listening to:
Family – Noah Gundersen
Crash This Train – Joshua James
Come Away to the Water – Maroon 5
Empire – Shakira
Lay Low – Shovels and Rope
My Review: 5 stars
I always know going into a book by Em that it's going to be good. This was no different. Em has her own writing style and she definitely does things her own way - and I love it! Em certainly brings her own style to this MC book, and it's just as sexy and dangerous but with a little more creative and open sexual style that's uniquely Em. I loved Jamison, hard, hot and dangerously sexy. More, please! I loved Ever's determination to get revenge, even if it put her in harms way. Jamison and Ever go through a lot to be with each other, even though initially Ever is against seeing Jamison again. But he's like a drug - she just can't get enough. For Jamison, Ever is what he's always looked for in a woman. He just didn't expect the kind of trouble she'd bring along with her in such a small package. This was a really fun, sexy and at times nail biting read. I loved every bit from start to finish!There were so many things that happened in this book, and it was most definitely a great start to what I hope will be a long series.
AUTHOR
BIO
Em Petrova
lives in Backwoods, Pennsylvania, where she raises 4 kids and a Labradoodle
named Daisy Hasselhoff. Her heroes are hardworking heroes--in bed and out--and
she is known for panty-scorching erotic romance.
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