Meet Puck
& Becca on April 7th!
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Blurb
First in the new Silver Valley series from the New York Times bestselling author of the
Reapers Motorcycle Club Novels.
Fourteen months. For fourteen months, Puck Redhouse sat in
a cell and kept his mouth shut, protecting the Silver Bastards MC from their
enemies. Then he was free and it was time for his reward--full membership in
the club, along with a party to celebrate. That's when he saw Becca Jones for
the first time and set everything in motion. Before the night ended he'd
violated his parole and stolen her away from everything she knew.
Five years. It was five years ago that Puck destroyed
Becca and saved her all in one night. She's been terrified of him ever since,
but she's even more terrified of the monsters he still protects her from... But
Becca refuses to let fear control her. She's living her life and moving
forward, until she gets a phone call from the past she can't ignore. She has to
go back, and there's only one man she can trust to go with her--the ex-con
biker who rescued her once before.
Puck will help her again, but this time it'll be on his
terms. No more lies, no more tears, and no more holding back what he really
wants...
Review:
While I love Joanna Wylde’s books, I have to say that this
was not one of my favorites. If we begin with the character of Becca, she came
off as annoying and spineless. Having grown up in an abusive home and sold to
the highest bidder by her step father, Becca ultimately became a victim of her environment.
When most authors write the victims as strong, independent minded people, Wylde
decided to take a different route. Becca finds herself reliving her past as she
continuously tries to help her mother. What we want as readers is for this character to be
kick ass. I wanted her to stand up to the ones who hurt her, no fall into their
clutches time and time again. I didn’t like her character. I find that
disliking a main character makes it hard for the reader to connect with the
book. That is the problem I had with this book.
Puck seems to be on a quest to repent for his past mistakes.
His beginnings with Becca were not the best. After everything that went down
with her, he feels drawn to her. It seems that he is trying to make up for what
happened. He spends most of the book chasing a girl who seems to be running
from him.
When you read Wylde's books, the chemistry between the characters is pretty hot. The books should come with a warning that you panties may combust. Silver Bastard needs no such warning. The characters have no real chemistry. If anything, their relationship feels mediocre. You crave the wildness and heat. You barely walkaway with sunburn.
Wylde is an excellent writer. She can create a MC world like
no other. In this book, the writing style is not the same. Instead of pulling
the reader in from the beginning, it takes time for you to really be captured
and start to enjoy the book. I was disappointed. I had hoped that this was
going to be another stellar read but it was not. What makes it hard is that you know the type of work that the author can produce. You love all of her other books. I want to love this book, I really do. Unfortunately I could not connect with it like I did with the others. Even though I am not a fan of
this one, I am still a fan of Joanna Wylde. I still look forward to the Reaper
books.
My Rating:
3 out of 5 Stars!
Excerpt
“What the
fuck happened out here?” Danielle asked, her arm suddenly around my shoulders.
I immediately felt better. Danielle and I balanced each other out perfectly—she
was batshit crazy and insanely optimistic. Make that
dangerously, recklessly optimistic. As
for me, I spent nearly all my time focused on staying sane and getting ahead.
That didn’t leave much time for things like actually living my life.
We’d met
each other our senior year of high school, when she’d offered to drive me back
and forth to town in her shiny new Jeep Wrangler. This spared me from the
horror of sharing a battered school bus with every hormonal teen living in the
greater Callup metropolitan area. After
a particularly harrowing ride home in her car one night (long story short, it
took us six hours to travel thirty miles and by the time we pulled into town,
we had matching tattoos of chipmunks wearing scarves) I decided it was my job
to keep her from accidentally killing herself.
In
return, she pushed me to do fun things, reminding me at least once a week that
I was only twenty-one and perhaps the fate of the universe didn’t literally
rest on whether or not I balanced my checkbook to the penny. Along the way, she
taught me how to do smoky eye makeup, how not
to freak out when a guy asked me to dance, and how to “borrow” music off
the Internet. (When I pointed out that “borrowing” music was stealing, she
agreed and started using iTunes for her downloads. To finance
this, she “borrowed” her dad’s credit card.)
“Well, apparently me and Blake no longer work
here,” I said, leaning my head against her. “I don’t know if you’re fired or
not.”
“Fuck that,” Danielle declared. “Eva can kiss
my ass. If you’re out, I’m out.”
“You
weren’t even part of it,” I protested.
“I don’t
care. You’re a much better waitress
than I am. If she fired you, no way I’d last there anyway. Let’s go get drunk!”
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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