Wednesday, January 27, 2016

**BOOK TOUR WITH REVIEW And Giveaway** Reign by M.N. Forgy

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One bad biker. One gorgeous sheriff.
One intense biker romance.

REIGN IS NOW AVAILABLE

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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.


This is the first book in the Sin City Outlaws.  It does have a connection to Devil’s Dust, but you don’t need to read them in order.  It does end in a cliffhanger, but I love cliffhangers.  I need the next book.  This one started a little slow for me.  I’m so glad I kept reading because once it picked up, I loved it.

Jillian is a new sheriff deputy.  She has been raised this way.  Her dad is a sheriff Lieutenant.  This is all she’s ever wanted to do.  She is a little naive, and only sees legal and illegal at first. 

Her eyes get opened because of Zeke though.

Zeke is the president of the Sin City Outlaws MC.  He’s an outlaw, a killer. 

These two getting together is a death sentence to both of them.

The change each other.

“You’re the first light in my life after living a lifetime in the darkness.”

They both learn some hard lessons.  I can’t wait to read the next one.  

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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.

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About the Author

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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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