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Series: Sin City Outlaws
Genres: Erotica, Fiction, General, MC
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Also by this author: Relinquish, The Lies Between US
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.
ARC provided by Author/Publisher for honest review.
Reign 1.hold royal office; rule as king or queen.
That is exactly what this story is about. Zeek is king, president of the Sun City Outlaws and his word is law. He had to become president quickly and it wasn’t in the way he wanted to do it which you will find out in the Prologue. You’ll know Zeek as he is Lip’s brother, from the Devil’s Dust series and I am so glad we got his story. He is completely different than what I had imagined. I mean he comes across as a complete and udder pr*ck and I totally get that, when you are in a position of power, that comes with the territory. What he doesn’t expect is Jillian, the new deputy sheriff. There is an immediate attraction but this is a case of bad guy, good cop and it is not allowed. Forbidden. It makes it all the more sweeter to resist and trust me, they try. Their chemistry, banter, and tension is off the freaking charts. I am going to admit. I wasn’t feeling it at first. It took me a bit but hell once it did, I was falling just as much and just as quickly. I like the inter conflict that is happening inside the outlaws with the unfortunate power exchange between Zeek and his Uncle. Its escalated at an all time high and I didn’t expect it to end the way that it did. It has pulled me in and I need the next one like freaking yesterday. Everything comes full circle for both Jillian and Zeek. Will they come out alive? You’ll just have to read and see!
“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.