Book Reviews: Reaper's Property by Joanna Wylde

Okay, it's time for Guys and Motorcycles!! I read this book last September. So, maybe I was a bit confused in some of the plot story. (SPOILERS ALERT!)

         Reaper's Property is my first MC novel. So, it was a bit of culture shock when I got to know their lifestyle, you know. I tried not to be bothered too much by them and enjoy the story and enjoying it I did.

Marie doesn’t need a complication like Horse. The massive, tattooed, badass biker who shows up at her brother’s house one afternoon doesn’t agree. He wants Marie on his bike and in his bed. Now.

But Marie just left her abusive jerk of an ex-husband and she’s not looking for a new man. Especially one like Horse—she doesn’t know his real name or where he lives, she’s ninety percent certain he’s a criminal and that the “business” he talks with her brother isn’t website design. She needs him out of her life, which would be a snap if he’d just stop giving her mind-blowing orgasms.

Horse is part of the Reapers Motorcycle Club, and when he wants something, he takes it. What he wants is Marie, but she’s not interested in becoming “property of”.

Then her brother steals from the club. Marie can save him by giving Horse what he wants—at home, in public, on his bike… If she’s a very, very good girl, she’ll get lots more of those orgasms only he can offer, and he’ll let her brother live.
Maybe.

         Marie ran away from her abusive husband to live with her brother, Jeff. There, she met Horse. Or Marcus Antonius Caesar McDonnell. I'm not kidding, people. That's his real name. His father was pissed when his mother named him and that then the Horse name just stick to him. Reason why his name is Horse?

“So why are you called Horse?” 

“Cause I’m hung like one,” he replied, smirking.

          Yup, that's the reason, people. WARNING, some dirty words will maybe shows up down there and I won't feel sorry for writing them down.

          So, Marie was out in front of her trailer when a group of men on motorcycles came to their trailer. The motorcycle club, Reaper had some business done with Jeff. 

It didn’t occur to me that I was glistening with sweat and wearing a bikini top until they turned off the bikes, pulled off their helmets and turned to scope me out. To make my own personal cliché perfect, Def Leppard’s Pour Some Sugar On Me blasted through the radio. I winced – I must look like a white-trash princess from hell, basking outside my trailer in a bikini to outdated butt rock.

         Marie was an innocent girl and Horse... let's just say every word that came out from his mouth can causes somebody's panties to melt.

“I want this,” he said softly, leaning over and kissing me between the shoulder blades. “I need to own you. All of you. Make you scream and realize that you belong to me and I belong to you and nothing else matters. I can’t let you slip away from me, babe.” 

           Their chemistry was like atomic bomb. I mean like, HOT. HOT. DRIPPING HOT. Especially Horse. Damn, he's one fine caveman specimen!

I love this gif. Give me shivers!

           One scene that stood out a lot more than others when I read this book was when Marie saw for herself why Horse was called 'Horse'. I suggest you read the reviews here since I can't put a decent review myself. Just remember to take a deep breath because I assure you that end of the day, you'll need a fresh pair of panties. Believe me.

           Back to the story, Jeff caused some big problem for the club and Marie had to pay for it. Horse, in some way saved Marie by paying off Jeff's debt and owned her.

"You do this, it's your choice. I'm not raping you. You're making a decision to pay for your brother's mistake on your back. You get me?"

...

"I'm serious," Horse said, glaring at me. "You call it off any time you want. I'm not gonna lock you up and watch you every minute. You make this deal, it's up to you to keep it."

           So, Marie stayed with Horse and things went well as far as I can remember. Besides Marie reluctance to be Horse's old lady of course. What is an old lady? "She is like his wife. She's his woman, his property, and if anyone fucks with her the entire club will come down on them. Hard." Other than that, I can't remember much.

“You’re a pig,” I whispered back. “You know that, right?” 

“So far bein’ a pig works for me, babe,” he said. “Gotta go now. Check out the college. Hit the clinic and get some pills. Don’t call your brother. Cook something fuckin’ great for dinner and don’t wear any panties. That’s all I ask.” 

         

I checked out some of the pictures around
and this is the closest guy that reminded me of Horse inside my head.

        The climax of the story happened when Jeff came back and then a betrayal happened and along the way, Horse got shot. No worry though, the shooting only resolved the story.

“Ruger's in there too. Hands covered in blood so they arrested him. He had to tackle your girl to get the gun away from her. She'd gone all Pulp Fiction on us, ready to defend you by killing all of us if she had to. Crouched over your body like Wonder Woman. Gives me a boner just thinking about it.” 

          Overall, this story got 4 stars from me. Minus one because I didn't really like his caveman attitude...

"This is my p*ssy... I'll fuck it when I want and how I want. We party with the club and I get horny, you spread for me and you don't bitch about it. That means against the wall, on the floor, in the middle of the fucking grocery store, you give it to me when I want it or this deal is off"

          ... or the whole world behind the MC thing. This book maybe your 5 stars book but it can't be mine unfortunately. My ideal type of romance is more to office-like romance, you know. Fifty Shades and Driven Trilogy are one of the examples.

           But, I do like the scorching hot romance and chemistry between both of them. (Panty-melting worthy, remember?)

I took off up the stairs. He tore after me, catching the back of my shirt, pulling me down three steps, trapping me under his body. Horse tore into me, fucking me so hard... his c*ck filled me exactly how I needed it... I don't know how many times I came...

         That is all for my review today. I gotta read some more book. By the way, you know what, I think I'm starting to miss my school. I can't believe that phase of my life is over now. You never appreciate things when you're having it, isn't it?

Missing School Life,

Liely

P.S. I'm repairing the grammars in my stories in my other blog. Gosh, I wrote too many mistakes people. There are so many things to correct. It may take years... *sigh*

P.P.S. Remember my promise I made that I will make each day significant to me (and I will learn something new)? Well guess what? I did. Keyword: Golgi Apparatus. ^.^ Remember this date, Liely. 1.12.13