It was temptation that broke the sinner.

People say I have everything. They’re wrong. I may have looks, money, and privilege, but I don’t have the one thing that really matters, the one thing I crave: a woman with eyes only for me. I’m searching for my woman—one who will fall to her knees because I’m her king. She’ll wear the crown of my tarnished name, and long for me when I’m not near. And when I am close, she’ll be naked across my lap, feeling the sting of my palm across her milky skin. You could say I’m a sinner because I’d do anything to have the perfect woman—compliant to my every need and whim—and I’m envious of every couple who walks around naive to the luxury they have.

That’s why I joined The Elite, the most prestigious brotherhood in the south. It’s the one place that will give me what I cannot have. Only…the task assigned to me is too much for my jealous eyes. Accept your sin wisely, for the tasks given to earn your place are not for the weak…they’re for The Elite. Those who envy have no peace. My name is Sabastian Westbrook. I am Envy.

Since 1942, The Elite Seven Society have created and guided influential leaders, molding the country into something better. This society was birthed by Malcolm Benedict, II who wanted more for Americans. More wealth. More influence. More power. Some leaders have the skills, but not the influence, and that simply wasn’t fair according to Mr. Benedict. He invested his own money and time to construct a society that bred the best of the best, year after year.

But to be the best, you must be ruthless.

Good leaders make sacrifices. Sometimes the sacrifices are hard, but the rewards are plentiful. Mr. Benedict made sure to indulge these leaders with their utmost desires. A devout Catholic himself, he designed a society that rewarded his leaders with the sins that were frowned upon. If they were giving up love and happiness and joy for the betterment of the country, they deserved something in its stead.

Pride, Envy, Wrath, Sloth, Greed, Gluttony, and Lust.

Choosing leaders for this society means that it takes intense focus. Only seven are to be selected, and the investments and time are showered upon the new seven chosen every four years. The predecessors of each group of seven choose people who fit the sin that will mold them into who they are needed to be in the future—what America needs them to be. This is after a detailed study of many potential candidates. The university’s acting dean behaves as a liaison for the society bringing the college applicants to the predecessors so that the selection may begin. The society members who are going out will bring forth a candidate that the society votes on and approves.

After they are chosen, the initiates are given a token and an invitation to initiation. The initiation will be a test to their character and ability to do what’s right for the betterment of the society. Once the initiates pass their test, they are discreetly branded with the mark of the society and are groomed through challenges during the course of their elite education to breed them into the influential people they were meant to be.

Once in The Elite Seven, there is no getting out. The money and power are their rewards. Should they choose to stray or break the rules, the society strips them of everything. Anything they once had will be removed. Opportunities will never arise. They will no longer have the support of the society. To this day, there have been no known occurrences of anyone from the society having to be banished. This elite group of people is what every young man and woman aspire to be a part of. While the group is a secret society, they are whispered about amongst the privileged folks in the country. Anyone who is anyone knows of the group and secretly hopes it’s their son or daughter who is selected, for good fortune is showered on the family for decades to come.

Lust: NOW LIVE

I was born with wealth, athletic ability, and looks that could melt the panties off a nun. I had a clear path to success. Until fate dealt me a cruel blow, leaving me empty and in need of purpose. My only focus now is to become part of The Elite—a secret society in one of the most prestigious colleges in the world. But everything comes at a price, and with The Elite, you have to earn your place. Lucky for me, being sinful is in my DNA. The only obstacle to full initiation is my task: seduce the un-seducible, the forbidden, and lure her with the sins of the flesh. Easy for a man like me…in theory. She started as my task, but what happens when the lines between lust and love blur, and the need for power rages war with the need for her? Accept your sin wisely, for the tasks given to earn your place are not for the weak—they’re for The Elite. This is my life, my chance, my legacy. I am Rhett Masters. I am Lust.

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Pride: NOW LIVE!

The greatest trick the devil ever pulled was convincing the world he didn’t exist.

But who said the devil was a he?

In my world, she was out to cause havoc on all our lives.

She’ll use the one thing I care most about to control me—force me into her Elite world, filled with sin, deceit, and power. And under her spell, I’ll lead a sinister brotherhood of seven at one of the most prestigious universities in New Orleans.

Seven tasks set forth by the devil herself, promising nothing less than the forbidden fruit of power. What they don’t understand is it will all end in bloodshed and regret.

They call me the alpha. The one in charge. The one with pride bigger than any task I could be given. And my pride won’t let me be anywhere but at the top of the food chain until she gives me what I truly want.

My task is Meghan Thorne.

She’s too pure for me to touch, too good for me to ruin—and the only thing standing in my way to freedom.

Accept your sin wisely, for the tasks given to earn your place are not for the weak…they’re for The Elite.

As they say, pride comes before the fall.

I am Mason Blackwell.

I am Pride.

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Wrath: NOW LIVE

I’m a motherless son to a father who hates me. Fury has lived and breathed in my black heart for so long, it’s a part of my soul now. The only thing that’s ever mattered to me is protecting my twin sister, Sabella, from my father’s temper.

So when the chance to join a secret society presents itself, there’s no question I’ll do whatever it takes to become a member and earn my place in the ranks of only the most Elite.

With a taste for the deviant, I’m drawn to the darkest of desires, and no one ever leaves my bed unscathed. My task: seduce Patience Noelle, St. Augustine’s sweetheart and the mayor’s beloved daughter—then break her heart.

Sinning is what I live for, and deviance is my passion. Failing has never been an option.

But what happens when my sin becomes my curse—when destroying the only woman I’ve ever wanted is my key to protecting my sister? Accept your sin wisely, for the tasks given to earn your place are not for the weak…they’re for The Elite.

This isn’t just my chance, it’s my legacy and reckoning. I am Samuel Gunner. I am WRATH

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Envy: NOW LIVE

It was temptation that broke the sinner.

People say I have everything. They’re wrong. I may have looks, money, and privilege, but I don’t have the one thing that really matters, the one thing I crave: a woman with eyes only for me. I’m searching for my woman—one who will fall to her knees because I’m her king. She’ll wear the crown of my tarnished name, and long for me when I’m not near. And when I am close, she’ll be naked across my lap, feeling the sting of my palm across her milky skin. You could say I’m a sinner because I’d do anything to have the perfect woman—compliant to my every need and whim—and I’m envious of every couple who walks around naive to the luxury they have.

That’s why I joined The Elite, the most prestigious brotherhood in the south. It’s the one place that will give me what I cannot have. Only…the task assigned to me is too much for my jealous eyes. Accept your sin wisely, for the tasks given to earn your place are not for the weak…they’re for The Elite. Those who envy have no peace. My name is Sabastian Westbrook. I am Envy.

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Greed: Releasing April 8th

I was born into a world of darkness—one that never touched me when I was around my brother, Mason Blackwell. Leader of The Elite Seven. The thing about darkness, though, is it’s persistent. Eventually, it pushes itself into my life, penetrating my soul and leaving its stench latched to every vein, rooted inside every bone, and sunken into every pore. I thought I reached rock bottom when I fell in love with my brother’s best friend. My very own brand of drug with no comedown. My own nightmare I never woke from. But I was wrong. So very wrong. When I returned to New Orleans, I arrived as a shell of the girl they once knew. Put on a smile. Be the sweet innocent girl they remember.

I’m Evie Blackwell, hostage to my demons. Can the damned be saved?

I’ve done some unforgivable acts in my years, but I never asked for forgiveness. Nothing beats the feeling of wrapping my hand around someone’s throat and watching as their life bleeds down their cheeks. She was everything I should have stayed away from. The first night I saw her, I knew I was doomed—a slave to the girl with the pretty eyes and soft smile. The girl who turned out to be my best friend’s baby sister. I couldn’t stay away. I had to be near her, even if it meant ruining her in the process. I wanted to wreck her, so I could piece her back together—a puzzle only I knew how to solve.

I’m Micah Dixon. Greed. I come for everything and get everything I come for—and I want all of her. But she’s changed, and so have I. I’m much, much worse now…

GREED By Amo Jones

Gluttony: Releasing April 22nd

My life has been served to me on a gold platter to be devoured by my silver spoon.

Money, money, and more money. It’s the backbone of the Goddard name. I’m the only son, so it’s all mine for the taking.

But sometimes money isn’t enough. I always want more, yet nothing seems to satisfy me.

My father has made sure I become a part of The Elite Seven. Where most candidates are chosen, I was given my place. Everything comes at a price, though. Luckily, I can afford any price—no one has more money than God.

The Elite Seven have their initiations. My assignment is personal and beneath me: steal a car and send a warning. It’ll hurt my best friend in the process, but we both made a pact going into this. There’s no line we won’t cross.

My task makes an ugly turn and I nearly take a life. Such a small, unimportant person—someone no one would even notice was gone. She’s a problem my money and power can easily sweep under the rug.

It’s what my father wants. It’s what my brothers want. But when she finally opens those big, innocent brown eyes, I realize I’ve found what I’ve been searching for my entire life. I don’t want my little problem to disappear…I want to keep her.

Accept your sin wisely, for the tasks given to earn your place are not for the weak—they’re for The Elite.

Money is my legacy, but I want something money can’t buy. I am Baxter Samuel Goddard V. I am Gluttony.

GLUTTONY by K. Webster

Sloth: Releasing May 13th

I don’t give a fuck. Not about money or fame, beauty or power. I’ve had all those things since birth, and trust me, they’re a fucking snooze. I don’t give a fuck about anyone, not even myself. Until my father proves evil can exist in the most holy of places. For the first time ever, something like interest stirs in my soul. He wants me to enroll at St. Augustine. Join The Elite. Court the virginal daughter of Archbishop Savoie. Prove to him I’m worth the family name. I’ll do it all. And I’ll do it so well, no one will know what’s coming. People are so quick to underestimate the wicked and lazy. They forget idle hands are the best tools for the devil’s work. I am Rush Dempsey. I am Sloth.

SLOTH By Giana Darling

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Since 1942, The Elite Seven Society have created and guided influential leaders, molding the country into something better. This society was birthed by Malcom Benedict, II who wanted more for Americans. More wealth. More influence. More power. Some leaders have the skills, but not the influence, and that simply wasn’t fair according to Mr. Benedict. He invested his own money and time to construct a society that bred the best of the best, year after year.

But to be the best, you must be ruthless.

Good leaders make sacrifices. Sometimes the sacrifices are hard, but the rewards are plentiful. Mr. Benedict made sure to indulge these leaders with their utmost desires. A devout Catholic himself, he designed a society that rewarded his leaders with the sins that were frowned upon. If they were giving up love and happiness and joy for the betterment of the country, they deserved something in its stead.

Pride, Envy, Wrath, Sloth, Greed, Gluttony, and Lust.

Choosing leaders for this society means that it takes intense focus. Only seven are to be selected, and the investments and time are showered upon the new seven chosen every four years. The predecessors of each group of seven choose people who fit the sin that will mold them into who they are needed to be in the future—what America needs them to be. This is after a detailed study of many potential candidates. The university’s acting dean behaves as a liaison for the society bringing the college applicants to the predecessors so that the selection may begin. The society members who are going out will bring forth a candidate that the society votes on and approves.

After they are chosen, the initiates are given a token and an invitation to initiation. The initiation will be a test to their character and ability to do what’s right for the betterment of the society. Once the initiates pass their test, they are discreetly branded with the mark of the society, and are groomed through challenges during the course of their elite education to breed them into the influential people they were meant to be.

Once in The Elite Seven, there is no getting out. The money and power are their reward. Should they choose to stray or break the rules, the society strips them of everything. Anything they once had will be removed. Opportunities will never arise. They will no longer have the support of the society. To this day, there have been no known occurrences of anyone from the society having to be banished. This elite group of people are what every young man and woman aspire to be a part of. While the group is a secret society, they are whispered about amongst the privileged folks in the country. Anyone who is anyone knows of the group and secretly hopes it’s their son or daughter who are selected, for good fortune is showered on the family for decades to come.

I was born with wealth, athletic ability, and looks that could melt the panties off a nun. I had a clear path to success. Until fate dealt me a cruel blow, leaving me empty and in need of purpose. My only focus now is to become part of The Elite—a secret society in one of the most prestigious colleges in the world. But everything comes at a price, and with The Elite, you have to earn your place. Lucky for me, being sinful is in my DNA. The only obstacle to full initiation is my task: seduce the un-seducible, the forbidden, and lure her with the sins of the flesh. Easy for a man like me…in theory. She started as my task, but what happens when the lines between lust and love blur, and the need for power rages war with the need for her? Accept your sin wisely, for the tasks given to earn your place are not for the weak—they’re for The Elite. This is my life, my chance, my legacy. I am Rhett Masters. I am Lust.

LUST by Ker Dukey Releasing February 11th

The greatest trick the devil ever pulled was convincing the world he didn’t exist.

But who said the devil was a he?

In my world, she was out to cause havoc on all our lives.

She’ll use the one thing I care most about to control me—force me into her Elite world, filled with sin, deceit, and power. And under her spell, I’ll lead a sinister brotherhood of seven at one of the most prestigious universities in New Orleans.

Seven tasks set forth by the devil herself, promising nothing less than the forbidden fruit of power. What they don’t understand is it will all end in bloodshed and regret.

They call me the alpha. The one in charge. The one with pride bigger than any task I could be given. And my pride won’t let me be anywhere but at the top of the food chain until she gives me what I truly want.

My task is Meghan Thorne.

She’s too pure for me to touch, too good for me to ruin—and the only thing standing in my way to freedom.

Accept your sin wisely, for the tasks given to earn your place are not for the weak…they’re for The Elite.

As they say, pride comes before the fall.

I am Mason Blackwell.

I am Pride.

PRIDE By J.D Hollyfield Releasing February 25th

I’m a motherless son to a father who hates me. Fury has lived and breathed in my black heart for so long, it’s a part of my soul now. The only thing that’s ever mattered to me is protecting my twin sister, Sabella, from my father’s temper.

So when the chance to join a secret society presents itself, there’s no question I’ll do whatever it takes to become a member and earn my place in the ranks of only the most Elite.

With a taste for the deviant, I’m drawn to the darkest of desires, and no one ever leaves my bed unscathed. My task: seduce Patience Noelle, St. Augustine’s sweetheart and the mayor’s beloved daughter—then break her heart.

Sinning is what I live for, and deviance is my passion. Failing has never been an option.

But what happens when my sin becomes my curse—when destroying the only woman I’ve ever wanted is my key to protecting my sister? Accept your sin wisely, for the tasks given to earn your place are not for the weak…they’re for The Elite.

This isn’t just my chance, it’s my legacy and reckoning. I am Samuel Gunner. I am WRATH

WRATH by Claire C. Riley Releasing March 11th

It was temptation that broke the sinner.

People say I have everything. They’re wrong. I may have looks, money, and privilege, but I don’t have the one thing that really matters, the one thing I crave: a woman with eyes only for me. I’m searching for my woman—one who will fall to her knees because I’m her king. She’ll wear the crown of my tarnished name, and long for me when I’m not near. And when I am close, she’ll be naked across my lap, feeling the sting of my palm across her milky skin. You could say I’m a sinner because I’d do anything to have the perfect woman—compliant to my every need and whim—and I’m envious of every couple who walks around naive to the luxury they have.

That’s why I joined The Elite, the most prestigious brotherhood in the south. It’s the one place that will give me what I cannot have. Only…the task assigned to me is too much for my jealous eyes. Accept your sin wisely, for the tasks given to earn your place are not for the weak…they’re for The Elite. Those who envy have no peace. My name is Sabastian Westbrook. I am Envy.

ENVY by M.N Forgy Releasing March 25th

I was born into a world of darkness—one that never touched me when I was around my brother, Mason Blackwell. Leader of The Elite Seven. The thing about darkness, though, is it’s persistent. Eventually, it pushes itself into my life, penetrating my soul and leaving its stench latched to every vein, rooted inside every bone, and sunken into every pore. I thought I reached rock bottom when I fell in love with my brother’s best friend. My very own brand of drug with no comedown. My own nightmare I never woke from. But I was wrong. So very wrong. When I returned to New Orleans, I arrived as a shell of the girl they once knew. Put on a smile. Be the sweet innocent girl they remember.

I’m Evie Blackwell, hostage to my demons. Can the damned be saved?

I’ve done some unforgivable acts in my years, but I never asked for forgiveness. Nothing beats the feeling of wrapping my hand around someone’s throat and watching as their life bleeds down their cheeks. She was everything I should have stayed away from. The first night I saw her, I knew I was doomed—a slave to the girl with the pretty eyes and soft smile. The girl who turned out to be my best friend’s baby sister. I couldn’t stay away. I had to be near her, even if it meant ruining her in the process. I wanted to wreck her, so I could piece her back together—a puzzle only I knew how to solve.

I’m Micah Dixon. Greed. I come for everything and get everything I come for—and I want all of her. But she’s changed, and so have I. I’m much, much worse now…

GREED By Amo Jones Releasing April 8th

My life has been served to me on a gold platter to be devoured by my silver spoon.

Money, money, and more money. It’s the backbone of the Goddard name. I’m the only son, so it’s all mine for the taking.

But sometimes money isn’t enough. I always want more, yet nothing seems to satisfy me.

My father has made sure I become a part of The Elite Seven. Where most candidates are chosen, I was given my place. Everything comes at a price, though. Luckily, I can afford any price—no one has more money than God.

The Elite Seven have their initiations. My assignment is personal and beneath me: steal a car and send a warning. It’ll hurt my best friend in the process, but we both made a pact going into this. There’s no line we won’t cross.

My task makes an ugly turn and I nearly take a life. Such a small, unimportant person—someone no one would even notice was gone. She’s a problem my money and power can easily sweep under the rug.

It’s what my father wants. It’s what my brothers want. But when she finally opens those big, innocent brown eyes, I realize I’ve found what I’ve been searching for my entire life. I don’t want my little problem to disappear…I want to keep her.

Accept your sin wisely, for the tasks given to earn your place are not for the weak—they’re for The Elite.

Money is my legacy, but I want something money can’t buy. I am Baxter Samuel Goddard V. I am Gluttony.

GLUTTONY by K. Webster Releasing April 22nd

I don’t give a fuck. Not about money or fame, beauty or power. I’ve had all those things since birth, and trust me, they’re a fucking snooze. I don’t give a fuck about anyone, not even myself. Until my father proves evil can exist in the most holy of places. For the first time ever, something like interest stirs in my soul. He wants me to enroll at St. Augustine. Join The Elite. Court the virginal daughter of Archbishop Savoie. Prove to him I’m worth the family name. I’ll do it all. And I’ll do it so well, no one will know what’s coming. People are so quick to underestimate the wicked and lazy. They forget idle hands are the best tools for the devil’s work. I am Rush Dempsey. I am Sloth.

SLOTH By Giana Darling Releasing May 13th

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Legend has it that there’s an intangible red string that binds two souls destined to be together.

No matter the time, place, or circumstance, nothing can break the invisible thread between those two people who are meant to be together.

That’s what it was like between Warner and I—an instant connection, like we’d always been together. He and I, both from traumatized families, found comfort in one another. The boy with the letterman jacket and charismatic smile. And me, his bohemian princess.

The invisible string pulling us to one another despite the danger our love created. The town whispered about us. Our parents threatened us to stay away from one another. They tried to cut the string and keep us apart. We simply tied it in chaotic knots, with no hope for ever separating them. Together, we escaped and became the modern-day Bonnie and Clyde. Our getaway filled with crime and passion.

But will our unbreakable bond uphold the chaos fate brought us, or will our love bleed into a pool of crimson?

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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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I’m Mac, the Intel guy of the Sin City Outlaws motorcycle club. When it comes to technology, there’s no reading between the lines or emotions to decipher. I prefer two interactions with people. I either fuck them or kill them. There’s no confusion between a woman gasping when I thrust into her, or someone gasping for their last breath of air while I squeeze their neck.

Then Simone Ray walks into my life with sad brown eyes, beautiful lips, and pregnant with a child that could possibly share the same bloodline of a fallen brother’s. I’m the last person that should play daddy. I’m a biker and am no role model, but being with a woman who is anything but basic and far from a club chick, stirs a wind of chaos that I can’t escape.

I was ordered to protect her…

Falling in love with a woman and a child that’s not even mine was the last thing I saw happening.

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I found out M.N. Forgy as author thanks to her Sin City Outlaws, and book after book I really don’t know anymore which one is my favorite. I love all the characters of this series, their dark sides, these bikers who continue to live with their own rules, being the bad guys of the situation, even after meeting their women. They live in a world where, for better or worse, everything keeps turning around Zeek, their President and their MC. They know how to be ruthless towards their enemies, without any kind of remorse.

It makes me smile thinking about Reign, the first book on Zeek, being perhaps the softest one – and that says it all – but I think it was the presence of a character like Jillian, with a different vision of life, opposed to Zeek’s one,  to affect so much their story.

Bloodlines is the novel of Mac, the geek of the Outlaws, and Simone, a girl pregnant with a child, without knowing who can be the father: Kane of the Devil’s Dust MC or Gatz of the Sin City Outlaws.

Zeek takes under his protection Simone, waiting to find out if the child’s father is really  Gatz.

Because of this situation I was a little misguided about Simone’s character.

I thought she could be confused, fragile, perhaps a desperate girl, and I was completely surprised by her. But I should have known better, the women of this author are always tough, smart, sassy and a little crazy.

The novel begins showing us flashbacks on Mac and Simone’s lives, on their past and they  make us immediately understand what they are made of, and for me it was love at first sight, with both of them.

Simone is a young Native American girl. Her family is linked to organized crime and following their traditions, her father wants to use her as a pawn to establish a truce with a rival family, ending a feud through a marriage of interest. In her own way, Simone wants to rebel against that, despite risking everything, she finds a way to avoid being trapped, even if this will mark her destiny and the ones of the people around her.

She chooses two strangers, two hot bikers. She thinks a crazy one-night stand with them will free her from the threat of marriage, but things get complicated when she gets pregnant and the two bikers are killed, shortly after she finds out about her pregnancy.

Among Simone, Kane and Gatz there has never been any connection outside that night. This thing and Mac’s past are the perfect square of the circle in the novel: Simone’s feelings for them could be the weak link in the story, without a real bond with Kane and Gatz everything make sense for me.

Simone is lonely, her restlessness and stubbornness push her to challenge Mac, the man the Outlaws gave her as a babysitter to protect her.

Mac has no problem at first to make her clear what he thinks, and between them sparks fly, because of their strong personalities, their forced coexistence, but also because of the deep attraction they feel for each other, a fire that burns slowly, a chemistry so hot and full of sexual tension.

I loved Mac so much, everything about him, even the origin of his nickname. His past makes him so perfect for Simone. He is forced to face feelings he thought he erased from his life. With Simone and her unborn child is very protective and possessive, he shows how much ruthless and dangerous can be if he thinks they may be in danger, but he leaves speechless for how much he cares for them and for his kindness towards Simone and her child.

As usual Zeek’s charisma and presence are strong in the book, I love to see how he changed, in some respects and how he always remained the same in other things.

I can’t wait to read the next book in this series.

If you love MC romance this series is a must-read!

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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Sono Mac, l’uomo dell’Intel del motoclub dei Sin City Outlaws. Quando si tratta di tecnologia non c’è da leggere tra le righe o emozioni da decifrare. Preferisco due tipi d’interazioni con le persone. Scoparmele o uccciderle. Non mi posso sbagliare con una donna senza fiato mentre affondo dentro di lei, o qualcuno che sta esalando l’ultimo respiro, perché gli sto stringendo il collo.

Poi nella mia vita è arrivata Simone Ray con ì suoi occhi scuri tristi, le sue bellissime labbra, incinta di un bambino che potrebbe avere lo stesso sangue di un fratello scomparso.

Sono l’ultima persona che dovrebbe giocare a fare il padre. Sono un biker e non sono un esempio da seguire, ma stare con una donna tutt’altro che semplice e diversa dalle solite ragazze del club, ha scatenato dentro di me una tempesta a cui non posso sfuggire.

Ho scoperto M.N. Forgy come autrice grazie ai suoi “Sin City Outlaws”, e libro dopo libro non sono più in grado di dire quale sia il mio preferito. Amo tutti i protagonisti di questa serie, i loro lati oscuri: sono biker che continuano a vivere completamente al di fuori delle regole, a essere i cattivi della situazione, anche dopo aver incontrato le loro donne. Nel loro mondo, nel bene e nel male, tutto continua a ruotare intorno a Zeek, il loro Presidente e al loro MC. Sanno essere spietati con i loro nemici, senza provare alcun tipo di rimorso. Mi viene da sorridere perché Reign, il primo libro su Zeek, è stato forse quello più soft tra tutte le storie – il che è tutto dire – ma sicuramente è stata la presenza di un personaggio come Jillian, con una visione profondamente diversa della vita, opposta a quella di Zeek a influire così tanto. “Bloodlines” racconta la storia di Mac, il genio del computer degli Outlaws e Simone, una ragazza che aspetta un figlio, senza però ben sapere chi ne possa essere il padre: Kane dei Devil’s Dust o Gatz degli Outlaws. Dopo la scomparsa di entrambi, Zeek prende sotto la loro protezione Simone, in attesa di scoprire se il padre del bambino sia veramente Gatz. La situazione detta così mi aveva un po’ fuorviato sul personaggio di Simone. Mi aspettavo una ragazza confusa, fragile, forse disperata, e invece sono rimasta completamente sorpresa da lei. Ma avrei dovuto immaginarlo, le donne dei libri di questa autrice sono sempre toste, intelligenti e un po’ folli. Il romanzo inizia mostrandoci dei flashback sulle vite di Mac e Simone, sul loro passato e grazie a questo si capisce subito di che pasta sono fatti e per me è stato amore a prima vista, con entrambi. Simone è una giovane ragazza di origini nativo-americane. La sua famiglia è legata alla criminalità organizzata e per seguire le loro tradizioni, il padre la vuole usare come pedina per stabilire una tregua con una famiglia rivale, e porre così fine a una faida attraverso un matrimonio di interesse. A modo suo Simone prova a ribellarsi, pur mettendo tutto a rischio, trova un modo per non farsi intrappolare, anche se questo poi segnerà il suo destino e quello delle persone che le stanno accanto. Sceglie due sconosciuti, due biker molto sexy. Pensa che una folle notte di passione trascorsa insieme a loro la possa liberare dalla minaccia di quel matrimonio combinato, ma le cose si complicano quando lei rimane incinta e i due vengono uccisi, poco dopo aver scoperto della sua gravidanza. Tra Simone e Kane e Gatz non c’è mai stato nessun legame al di fuori di quell’avventura. Questa cosa e il passato di Mac sono la perfetta quadratura del cerchio nel romanzo: i suoi sentimenti per loro potevano essere l’anello debole della storia, l’assenza di un legame con loro ne è diventato il punto di forza, permettendo che tutto avesse un senso nella storia. La solitudine di Simone, la sua irrequietezza e testardaggine la spingono a sfidare Mac, l’uomo che gli Outlaws le hanno affibbiato come babysitter per proteggerla. Mac da principio non si fa problemi a renderle ben chiaro quello che pensa di lei e tra di loro volano scintille, date dallo scontro di due personalità così forti – che si trovano per forza di cose a stare insieme – ma anche a causa della profonda attrazione che nasce tra di loro, un fuoco che brucia piano, e crea un’atmosfera piena di tensione e sensualità. Mac mi è piaciuto tantissimo, ma proprio tutto di lui, persino l’origine del suo soprannome e il suo passato che lo rende così perfetto per stare accanto a Simone. Si trova costretto ad affrontare sensazioni e sentimenti che pensava di avere cancellato dalla sua vita. Con Simone e il bambino è molto protettivo e possessivo, e mostra quanto possa essere senza scrupoli e letale in caso pericolo. Al tempo stesso lascia senza parole per le premure e le attenzioni dimostra verso Simone e il bambino. Zeek come al solito fa sentire molto la sua presenza e il suo carisma nel libro, mi piace ritrovarlo, vedere come sia cambiato, per certi aspetti e come sia rimasto sempre uguale in altre cose. Non vedo l’ora di scoprire cosa ci riserverà il prossimo libro di questa serie. Secondo me va assolutamente letta se si amano i romanzi MC!

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I’m Mac, the Intel guy of the Sin City Outlaws motorcycle club. When it comes to technology, there’s no reading between the lines or emotions to decipher. I prefer two interactions with people. I either fuck them or kill them. There’s no confusion between a woman gasping when I thrust into her, or someone gasping for their last breath of air while I squeeze their neck.

Then Simone Ray walks into my life with sad brown eyes, beautiful lips, and pregnant with a child that could possibly share the same bloodline of a fallen brother’s. I’m the last person that should play daddy. I’m a biker and am no role model, but being with a woman who is anything but basic and far from a club chick, stirs a wind of chaos that I can’t escape.

I was ordered to protect her…

Falling in love with a woman and a child that’s not even mine was the last thing I saw happening.

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“Hello?”

Nothing.

Scooting to the side of the bed, I grab an ashtray off the nightstand and waddle to the doorway. There are condiments out of the fridge sitting on the counter, but I still don’t see anyone. Well, if they’re making something to eat they obviously aren’t here to hurt me.

I take a step out, my eyes bouncing all over the room for who might be in here with me. Maybe it’s Jillian again.

“You want one?”

I scream, swinging the ashtray behind me. It thumping as I make contact with the intruder.

“Fucking hell!” A man bends over, grabbing his forehead where I hit him. Gasping, I take a few steps back and drop the ashtray to the floor.

Hissing, he stands up. His blondish colored hair falls in his eyes, intricate tattoos swirl along his arms, and that jaw of his could cut glass.

“You crazy ass bitch!” My eyebrows draw inward at his tone of voice. Our eyes lock for a few seconds before slowly trailing up and down one another. His eyes are the lightest brown I’ve ever seen with a hint of green mixed within. Like a sturdy tree standing in an emerald forest.

He’s taller than me, skin tanned, and holds a softness to his face, but there’s a sharp edge there too. It’s as if Kane and Gatz were mixed into one and made this man.

He glares, pulling his hand away from the bump forming on his forehead.

“Are you insane? My water could have broken sneaking up on me like that!” Instinctively, I place my palm on my belly. “Who are you? What are you doing in here?”

Ignoring my questions, he walks back to the counter where the lettuce and bread were left out.

“My name is Mac, and I’m the fucking babysitter.” His eyes slowly rise to mine, a chiseled smile crossing his smug face as he lifts his chin with more confidence than I can handle looking directly at.

“I don’t need a babysitter,” I sass.

“I’m here for that, not you.” He points to my pregnant belly, his silver chain-looking bracelet sliding around his wrist. I shift on my back foot, and sigh. Over the past few months, death has not scared me but losing my child has. For Gatz’s club to be here and help protect a fetus that might not even be their own. That stands for something.

“My name is Simone—”

“I know who you are. The chick that got pregnant by two men, from two different clubs.” The coldness in his voice drips like ice. “Are you a biker hopper?” His tone casual as if we’re discussing a movie we just saw.

“A what?” I snap, not familiar with the terminology.

“You know, like a mattress hopper, only you’re jumping from biker dick to biker dick.” He waves around a mayonnaise covered butter knife.

My jaw drops. “That’s not who I am—”

“Are you a prostitute or something then?” His tone serious. My face burns with anger, and the urge to hit him in the head with the ashtray again flares.

“You’re a fucking asshole, you know that?”

He smirks, and I can tell I’m in deep shit with this guy. 

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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Naughty or nice, it seems to be the way Zeek and I live our relationship. I’m the sheriff, and he’s the outlaw of a major biker gang.

I have to pick a side this Christmas. Do I honor my badge like I was born to do, or do I cross my line of blue and my man home for Christmas?

Pulling myself together, I step into the bathroom and throw some cold water on my face. My body is flushed and sweaty after Zeek just made me combust on his face. That man can do magical things with his tongue. It’s more than just what he gives me with his body though. It’s the pieces of his heart and soul I know I’m getting every time we intertwine as one that does me in. I get to see his soft spots and his hard ones.

I get to see and feel what nobody else does.

Heading out of the bathroom, I grab the other piece of the candy cane laying on the bed and stick it in my mouth. The smell of Peppermint causing my cheeks to heat with images of me and Zeek moments ago. My mouth feels clean but dirty all at the same time. I’ll never look at these damn candies the same again. Shutting the bedroom door behind me, I turn around and run face to face with Dolly.

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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Naughty or nice, it seems to be the way Zeek and I live our relationship. I’m the sheriff, and he’s the outlaw of a major biker gang.

I have to pick a side this Christmas. Do I honor my badge like I was born to do, or do I cross my line of blue and my man home for Christmas?

Pulling myself together, I step into the bathroom and throw some cold water on my face. My body is flushed and sweaty after Zeek just made me combust on his face. That man can do magical things with his tongue. It’s more than just what he gives me with his body though. It’s the pieces of his heart and soul I know I’m getting every time we intertwine as one that does me in. I get to see his soft spots and his hard ones.

I get to see and feel what nobody else does.

Heading out of the bathroom, I grab the other piece of the candy cane laying on the bed and stick it in my mouth. The smell of Peppermint causing my cheeks to heat with images of me and Zeek moments ago. My mouth feels clean but dirty all at the same time. I’ll never look at these damn candies the same again. Shutting the bedroom door behind me, I turn around and run face to face with Dolly.

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 I’m crazy, deranged, and psychotic. I’m out of my mind and my life isn’t even mine half the time. Having Dissociative Identity Disorder, it’s an accurate assumption.

Born an MC brat, my only dream is to wear the colors of my father’s club, The Shadow Keepers. To feel the weight of the warm leather press across my back, and to be a part of something with purpose.

It wasn’t until the last drop of blood dripped from my fingertips and the gun smoke faded into the night sky that I realized what was really important to me.

Him.

In a blink of an eye, I lost it all. I lost him.

There’s no such thing as a Free Ride in life, and our story is an example of that.

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A large callused hand grasps the nape of my neck, the familiar smell of leather, weed, and whiskey wafting around me. That smell should be put in a candle, it’d sell a shit load the way it eases the anxiety in one’s chest.

A hard, warm body presses up against my back, and my eyes nearly roll into the back of my head.

“Benji.” The name falls from my tongue like a moan midst ecstasy. He feels so good against my body, my mind nearly loses its reality.

His lips brush against my ear. His hands slowly, lazily, slip down the back of my jeans, and his fingers brush against my sex. Tingles of pleasure surround my wetness, the notion to forget what is right and wrong nearly a breath in the wind with his hands on me.

“I want to bite this ass, trail my tongue down your supple cheeks until I dive my tongue deep inside this hot cunt of yours,” he mutters.

I grit my teeth with temptation. I want to wrap my legs around his neck while he licks every drop of my wetness. My body clenching around his tongue as I release what I’ve been denying myself into his mouth. I want to let him mouth fuck me into another world where it’s just him and I… but that would be selfish of me. A fucking mess.

I could lose him.

I grab him by the wrist and pull his hand out from my bottoms, his finger leaving a trail of wetness behind it.

“You can’t say my name like that, and deny me that tight ass, Harley.” He growls into the back of my ear.

“We can’t do this, you know that.” I clear my throat and shake my head.

There’s no denying that Benji is a catch. Tall, dangerous, and smoldering eyes that make you want to throw the idea of wearing panties into a fire.

But, I’m not capable of having a traditional relationship. I’m not saying that to be that teasing bitch everyone knows. I’m just the kind of girl that doesn’t get to experience the glamorous kind of love. No, my heart comes with a little bloodshed and a shot of insanity on the side. That’s the biker’s way of life, after all, and that alone makes me bad at this thing called love. I can’t promise I won’t break his heart. If I did lose him as my best friend, it’d be the first thing I’d never forgive myself for. Even if I did tease him, you couldn’t blame me. Benjamin Daxton is the sexiest man in this club.

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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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I’m crazy, deranged, and psychotic. I’m out of my mind and my life isn’t even mine half the time. Having Dissociative Identity Disorder, it’s an accurate assumption.

Born an MC brat, my only dream is to wear the colors of my father’s club, The Shadow Keepers. To feel the weight of the warm leather press across my back, and to be a part of something with purpose.

It wasn’t until the last drop of blood dripped from my fingertips and the gun smoke faded into the night sky that I realized what was really important to me.

Him.

In a blink of an eye, I lost it all. I lost him.

There’s no such thing as a Free Ride in life, and our story is an example of that.

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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I’m an animal, a member of the Sin City Outlaws motorcycle club that isn’t capable of human compassion. So I’ve been told anyway.

Raven is my club’s prisoner. I’ve been ordered to break her. It should be easy given my violent history. But being this close to a woman—this woman—for the first time in a long time, is like sharing company with the demon Lilith herself.

She’s my perfect toy. Filled with a dark rage. Blessed with perfected beauty. Sinfully sweet and wickedly divine. Everything about her solicits the demons inside me

I want to hear her screams. I want those big, dark eyes looking up at me—silently begging me for mercy. I want to be her heaven…and her hell.

My desire for her is forbidden. My infatuation is illicit. I’m betraying my club.

And if the wage of my sin is death, then this woman is going to get me killed.

“Kill me?” she whispers, her fingertips caressing my cheek. I want to push my body onto her, and feel her warmth against my skin one more time before I take her life and her body cools. I’m going to enjoy her. She’s dark and twisted. I smile and bend down to get closer to her. Running my hand through her soft black hair I pet her, brushing her loose hairs away from her face. Fuck, I’m excited to play with her, hear her scream and watch her fear me. To quickly kill someone as pretty and smart as her would be a goddamn waste. Like breaking a toy before you got a chance to play with it, this needs to be done slowly. “Oh no sweetheart, the fun is just about to start,” I threaten in a low whisper. Something dark passes over her face, but she doesn’t break eye contact. It’s almost as if she sobers completely. Suddenly a foot strikes me in the chest and I sail into the side of the van.

Amazing story especially because of my love for MC romance novels.

But now I’m facing a little dilemma… “Illicit” is the fourth book of the series, and the books are becoming just better and better , and I honestly I can’t choose which one I love the most between “Retaliate”, Felix and Alessandra’s and this last one on Machete and Raven.

Really I can’t do it.

“Illicit” is perhaps the one with the most messed up and darkest protagonists of the series, but that’s exactly what makes their story so unique.

Machete is a madman and Raven an angel of darkness.

Machete is one of the most trusted by Zeek, the president of the MC, and the lethal one in the Sin City Outlaws, when Zeek wants vital informations against their enemies. And Raven is one of them, an enemy of the Outlaws, but above all she’s a real threat to Zeek’s twin babies and his woman, who became a target for Cross.

Cross is the same man who in the past kidnapped a group of children to create his own army and “war machines” after he brainwashed them through physical and mental tortures.

How can a child as Raven, who has suffered all these things return to a normal life? She can’t. And this makes the story more real.

Raven was devastated by this experience.

Her handler’s conditioning has come to such a point that even once she was released she couldn’t come back and being normal, preferring to return to join Cross, the only reality she knows, even if she hates him.

Machete must try to break her, but soon he realizes she doesn’t fear him, Raven has already tried everything in the past and she has survived and nothing seems to frighten her.

For Machete this is a first and it’s also a mined ground. He understands he must get into her mind to get what he is looking for, but doing so he can’t help to be intrigued by this woman and he puts at risk his club’s security and his loyalty.

I loved so much this story and apart from the protagonists I’ve found an even more threatening and ruthless Zeek, who makes deal with the devil, and he’s always the one to win.

Machete is really a gorgeous, crazy, messy and hot, but with Raven he shows his human side, and even his bond with Gatz made me see him in another light …

I also loved him when I saw him with his mum, for me it was one of the most beautiful moments in the book.

The more I think about “Illicit”, the more I find this story extraordinary and unique and I was surprised by the plot twist at the end, that I never saw it coming.

I can’t wait to read the next book in this series about Mac!

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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Sono un animale, un membro del motoclub dei Sin City Outlaws, incapace di provare compassione umana. O almeno così mi è stato detto.

Raven è una prigioniera del mio club. Mi è stato ordinato di farla cedere. Dovrebbe essere facile visto il mio passato violento. Ma stare così vicino a una donna – questa donna – per la prima volta dopo tanto tempo, è come stare in compagnia del demone Lilith in persona.

È il giocattolo perfetto per me. Piena di una rabbia oscura. A cui è stato fatto dono di una bellezza perfetta. Dolcemente peccaminosa e maledettamente divina. Tutto in lei risveglia i miei demoni interiori.

Voglio sentire le sue urla. Voglio che quei grandi occhi neri guardino verso di me – implorando silenziosamente la mia pietà. Voglio essere il suo paradiso… e il suo inferno.

Il mio desiderio per lei è proibito. La mia infatuazione illecita. Sto tradendo il mio club.

E se il prezzo per il mio peccato sarà la morte, allora questa donna mi farà uccidere.

Libro fantastico, soprattutto per una come me che adora i romanzi MC. Adesso però sono di fronte a un bel dilemma… “Illicit” è il quarto romanzo della serie e devo dire che i libri sono uno meglio dell’altro, tanto che non saprei scegliere sinceramente quale sia il mio preferito tra “Retaliate”, il libro su Felix e Alessandra, e quest’ultimo su Machete e Raven. Davvero mi è impossibile farlo. “Illicit” è forse quello con i protagonisti più incasinati e dark della serie, ma è proprio questo che rende la loro storia così unica: lui è folle e lei è un angelo delle tenebre. Machete è uno degli uomini più fidati di Zeek, il presidente del motoclub, e uno dei più letali all’interno dei Sin City Outlaws, l’unico a cui ricorre Zeek quando ha bisogno di estorcere informazioni vitali ai propri nemici. E Raven è proprio questo, un nemico degli Outlaws, ma soprattutto una vera minaccia per i figli di Zeek e per la sua donna, che sono entrati nel mirino di Cross. Cross è lo stesso uomo che in passato ha rapito un gruppo di bambini, per creare il suo esercito personale di macchine da guerra, dopo aver fatto loro il lavaggio del cervello attraverso torture fisiche e mentali. E per la stessa ragione vuole impossessarsi dei gemelli del presidente degli Outlaws. Come può Raven, che ha subito tutte queste cose, tornare alla normalità? Non può. Ed è questo a rendere la storia più reale. Raven è stata una di questi bambini ed è uscita devastata da questa esperienza. Il condizionamento del suo carceriere è arrivato a un tale punto che, anche una volta tornata in libertà, non è riuscita a ritornare a una vita normale, preferendo poi tornare da Cross, pur odiandolo, perché è l’unica realtà che conosce e in cui riesce a ritrovarsi. Machete ha il compito di spezzarla, farla cedere, ma ben presto si rende conto di non riuscire a  incutere in lei nessun timore: Raven ha provato di tutto in passato, è sopravvissuta e niente sembra farle paura. Per Machete questa è una prima volta ed è su un terreno minato. Capisce di dover entrare nella testa di lei per ottenere quello che cerca, ma così facendo non può fare a meno di rimanere intrigato da questa donna,  mettendo a repentaglio la sicurezza del suo club e mettendo in discussione la sua lealtà verso di loro. È un libro splendido e, a parte i due protagonisti principali, sono rimasta molto colpita da Zeek, che è ancora più minaccioso e senza scrupoli rispetto al passato, un uomo in grado di scendere a patti con il diavolo e uscirne vincitore. Machete mi è piaciuto tantissimo, è un personaggio splendido, folle, incasinato, sexy, ma con Raven si intravede la sua umanità, e anche grazie al suo rapporto con Gasz l’ho visto sotto un’altra luce… L’ho anche adorato quando era insieme alla madre, è stato uno dei momenti più belli del libro. Più ci penso, più trovo questa storia straordinaria e unica: sono rimasta completamente sorpresa dal colpo di scena presente alla fine, non me l’aspettavo. Non vedo l’ora di andare avanti con questa serie, con il prossimo libro su Mac!

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