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New York Times bestselling author Joanna Wylde returns to the world of the Reapers Motorcycle Club…
Looking back, none of this would’ve happened if I hadn’t dropped my phone in the toilet. I mean, I could’ve walked away from him if I’d had it with me.
Or maybe not.
Maybe it was all over the first time he saw me, and he would’ve found another way. Probably—if there’s one thing I’ve learned, it’s that Shade always gets what he wants, and apparently he wanted me. Right from the first.
It really has been way to long since I've read a Reaper's MC novel (not that I'm blaming anyone) but reading "Shade's Lady" really brought home just how much I'd missed my biker bad ass boys and their crazy way of life. This delicious little novella was classic Joanna Wylde. It really was. There were the thrills, spills and drama that go hand in hand with the Reapers and then of course there was that raw, rough and ready passion that is just so typically biker. If you're looking for hearts and flowers, well let's just say, you definitely won't find it here lol.
"Shade's Lady" was definitely not your typical romance. I mean this is biker world after all, and Shade, well what can I say other than he was just so typical biker. He was lewd and crude and when it came to woo'ing his leading lady, he didn't beat around the bush and just said it how it was. He was a foul mouthed, straight talker who seemed to have got his knickers in a twist over a woman who knew her own mind and wasn't afraid to challenge him. Mandy was one tough cookie. She was strong (but with her history, that was something that she was forced to become) and she was fiercely independent. Family was everything to her and that was her number one priority. Men, well let's just say, her track record with the opposite sex wasn't a great one. she had this penchant for attracting trouble and unfortunately Shade slotted perfectly into that category. Trouble was something that Mandy didn't need so el presidento was definitely out of the question, even if he was catwalk material.
I loved the merry little dance Shade and Mandy did when it came to their connection. Neither wanted a relationship, both wanted nookie and both agreed on one night. ONE NIGHT!!!! Don't make me laugh, one night would never be enough. I love the "One night stand" rule and I loved how they made up their own definition of what that meant and how that would end. It was hilarious. Shade and Mandy were fab together. Their push and pull and the banter their shared made for a captivating, comical read because I knew how things would end.
Although I enjoyed this little novella. it definitely left me craving more. Honestly, this could have quite easily have been a full length novel. I know this book was about how Shade met Mandy but I was desperate to know more about Shade. I wanted his back story. I wanted to get inside his head, see what made him tick, see what it was about this woman that made him lose his ever loving mind. Yes we did get a couple of chapters from Shade's POV but I needed more. I wanted to know what it was that ultimately made Shade decide that Mandy wasn't just "one night stand" material but the kind of woman who becomes an "old lady" and becomes forever.
"Shade's Lady" was a great addition to the series that ended far too quickly for my liking (I could read about the Reaper's forever). I rated it ❤️❤️❤️❤️
“You’re full of sh*t!” I said, waving my hand grandly. My drink sloshed and I licked the side of the cup, because this whiskey was way too good to waste even a single drop. “Wonder Woman is better than Batman. She’s got real power, not just fancy toys. Although she has those, too, which means anything Batman can do, she can do better.”
“Nope,” Shade said, shaking his head seriously. “She’s hot, I’ll give her that, but he’d take her in a fair fight.”
I held up a hand for him to wait as I polished off my booze.
“No way. She’s a goddess of war and she’s one of the best hand-to-hand fighters in history. She’s got an invisible jet, for God’s sake. How can you compete with that? All he has is a bunch of money and the stupid Batmobile.”
“Hand over the cup,” Shade said, narrowing his eyes.
“Why?” I asked, narrowing mine right back. I was good and drunk now, and I wasn’t sure I was ready to be done for the night.
“Demonstration,” he replied. “C’mon. Or are you chicken?”
“What are we, kindergartners?”
“You’re the one insisting Wonder Woman can take Batman,” he replied. “Chicken.”
Then he leaned toward me, raising a single finger to poke me in the center of my chest. Not copping a feel or anything remotely sexual, either. This was pure taunt. I handed him the cup and he tossed it on the floor, nearly falling off the bed in the process. I smirked—guess I wasn’t the only drunk one. Then he started listing to the side and I lunged for him, grabbing his shirt to keep him from going over.
Shade caught my arm, using the momentum to pull me onto his body with sudden force. My hands hit his chest and I raised my head to stare at him, stunned.
“What the hell are you doing?” I asked. Shade wrapped his arms around my waist, holding me tight to his body.
About Joanna Wylde:
Joanna Wylde started her writing career in journalism, working in two daily newspapers as both a reporter and editor. Her career has included many different jobs, from managing a homeless shelter to running her own freelance writing business, where she took on projects ranging from fundraising to ghostwriting for academics. During 2012 she got her first Kindle reader as a gift and discovered the indie writing revolution taking place online. Not long afterward she started cutting back her client list to work on Reaper’s Property, her breakout book. It was published in January 2013, marking the beginning of a new career writing fiction.
Joanna lives in the mountains of northern Idaho with her family.
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