One bad biker. One gorgeous sheriff.
One intense biker romance.
REIGN
IS NOW AVAILABLE
BLURB
As the president of the Sin City Outlaw Motorcycle Club,
l 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.
REVIEW - 4.5 Stars!
He is a murder and walks on
the wrong side of the law. She is a sheriff who doesn't break the rules. Their
paths crossing sparks an epically magnetic and dangerous love affair.
I was held captive to the
world that M.N. Forgy created almost immediately. Zeek earned the title of
President of his MC club after doing the unthinkable. He has the Las Vegas
police in his pocket and he rules the city. He is feared by many and loved by
few. He lives by his own rules and breaks the rest. If you cross him then you
die. He is ice cold and heartless. He has everything that he ever wanted, and
nothing will get in his way. Except for rookie sheriff that has a temper that
is only rivaled by her beauty.
Jillian grew up surrounded
by police. Some of her fondest childhood memories are riding around in patrol
cars. She has always wanted to be a sheriff. She knows all of the laws and she
lives by them. She has finally reached her dream, but she learns on her first
shift that there is someone who thinks that he is above the law. He is
dangerous, and has a small army of men that wouldn't hesitate to kill her if
she tries to exert her authority. He is everything that she is against. The
only problem is that the more run ins that they have, the more that she desires
him. Even worse is that he knows just how much she wants him and he is intent
on getting her to admit it.
"You think I asked for this? You think it's easier
for me? You think I haven't thought about your sweet mouth since that night?
'Cause I have and just fucking thinking about you can get me killed!"
When you’re in a
relationship that will only end with heartbreak of fatality, what do you do
when you can't let it go?
If anyone on the police
force finds out about Jillians relationship with Zeek she will lose everything
that she has worked for. If anyone in the Sin City Outlaws find out that Zeek
is in bed with a cop then both he and Jillian will be killed. They both know
the risk, but neither of them can stay away.
Once feelings become
involved things become even trickier as they try to navigate through
relationship issues. Will she be able to ignore the fact that he is a cold
blooded killer? Can she live with the fact that his love for her fuels his urge
to kill even more?
"Why did you kill him?" she cries, those tears
making me want to taste them again. "Because he touched you. I'll plow a
field of dead men before I let any motherfucker in this world lay a finger on
you. I did it for you."
Women drop to their knees to
please Zeek. He can have any women that he wants. They do what he says without
argument. However the one woman that he wants is different. She wants to get to
know him, but he was raised not to talk to cops. She has questions that he
can't answer, but she's going to have to deal with it. Her time to run has
passed. Jillian is his now and he has no intentions of letting her go, and he
will kill anyone who tries to tear them apart.
Lies, betrayal, revenge,
danger, and corruption threaten to break them apart. Will they make it through
all of the challenges? Or will things spin in a direction that leaves them with
no hope of a future together?
The end of Reign left me
yearning for more and I will be the first in line to read part two.
*4.5 Sheriff and Outlaw
Stars!*
EXCERPT
“Really? You got me donuts?” I arch a brow, dropping the
lid.
He turns, a mischievous smile fitting his face.
“Don’t all cops like donuts?” he jeers. I roll my eyes, placing my hand on my hip.
“That’s so stereotypical,” I huff.
“Oh, really?” he replies, grabbing the box off the table, a smug smile still on his face.
“I’ll get rid of them then.”
“No, wait!” I nearly trip over my feet trying to grab the box of donuts. He holds them higher than me and smiles so big I think I see two dimples. Really, he’s pulling the notorious bully move holding them just above my reach? Why am I attracted to him again?
“I thought you didn’t like them,” he taunts.
“I do like them. A lot, actually.” I cross my arms, my cheeks flushing. My dad used to always take me to the local bakery to get donuts on the weekends. I would get whatever I wanted—usually anything with sprinkles—and we would drop the rest off at the department. What can I say, embrace your stereotypes.
“So, it’s true. Cops love donuts,” he states arrogantly, sitting the box back down.
He turns, a mischievous smile fitting his face.
“Don’t all cops like donuts?” he jeers. I roll my eyes, placing my hand on my hip.
“That’s so stereotypical,” I huff.
“Oh, really?” he replies, grabbing the box off the table, a smug smile still on his face.
“I’ll get rid of them then.”
“No, wait!” I nearly trip over my feet trying to grab the box of donuts. He holds them higher than me and smiles so big I think I see two dimples. Really, he’s pulling the notorious bully move holding them just above my reach? Why am I attracted to him again?
“I thought you didn’t like them,” he taunts.
“I do like them. A lot, actually.” I cross my arms, my cheeks flushing. My dad used to always take me to the local bakery to get donuts on the weekends. I would get whatever I wanted—usually anything with sprinkles—and we would drop the rest off at the department. What can I say, embrace your stereotypes.
“So, it’s true. Cops love donuts,” he states arrogantly, sitting the box back down.
ABOUT
THE AUTHOR
M.N. Forgy was raised in Missouri where she still lives
with her family. She's a soccer mom by day and a saucy writer by night. M.N.
Forgy started writing at a young age but never took it seriously until years
later, as a stay-at-home mom, she opened her laptop and started writing again.
As a role model for her children, she felt she couldn't live with the
"what if" anymore and finally took a chance on her character's story.
So, with her glass of wine in hand and a stray Barbie sharing her seat, she
continues to create and please her fans.
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