Titles:
Hell’s
Knights (The MC Sinners #1)
Heaven’s
Sinners (The MC Sinners #2)
Author: Bella
Jewel
Genre: Biker
Erotica
Hosted
by: Love
Between the Sheets
Sex. Who really knows sex? I mean, we've all had sex, great sex even but when you get down to the details, how many of us actually see sex for the raw, primal act that it is?
I thought I knew sex. I've had sex. Heck, I've felt lust. Once, I've even felt love. I thought I knew exactly what sex was.
Until I met Cade.
He's the meaning of sex.
He's a biker.
He's dangerous.
He's powerful.
He's dominant.
He wants me.
My world is about to change, for the better? I don't know. But here's my story, I hope you're ready for it because it's not the beautiful, heart wrenching story most people have to tell. It's passionate, forbidden, morally incorrect and downright, fucking beautiful.
I thought I knew sex. I've had sex. Heck, I've felt lust. Once, I've even felt love. I thought I knew exactly what sex was.
Until I met Cade.
He's the meaning of sex.
He's a biker.
He's dangerous.
He's powerful.
He's dominant.
He wants me.
My world is about to change, for the better? I don't know. But here's my story, I hope you're ready for it because it's not the beautiful, heart wrenching story most people have to tell. It's passionate, forbidden, morally incorrect and downright, fucking beautiful.
He leans closer, lifting his heavily ringed
fingers to stroke my cheek so lightly, I tremble.
“You’re the kind of girl that makes a man
want to stop what he’s doing, just so he can get a moment to look at that
angelic face – a face that will keep him awake for the rest of his fuckin’
life. That’s the kind of girl you are, sugar.”
I swallow, feeling my body coming to life
beneath his touch.
“I think you’re wrong,” I breathe as he
leans even closer.
“I’m not wrong. I’ve seen a lot of people
in my life, and I’ve been with a lot of girls. None of them are as real as you.
I’ll fuck you, sugar. I’ll claim you because you’re the meaning of need. You’re
what I’ve been lookin’ for.”
Is he serious? I tremble as he moves even
closer, bringing his lips only millimeters from mine. I swallow over and over,
trying to think of anything else but him. How could he possibly want me that
much, after a mere week and a bit? It’s not possible; he doesn’t know me. He
just wants something different, a challenge perhaps? I don’t know, but I do
know he’s completely wrong about me.
“I’m not what anybody looks for. I’m not
what they fight for. I’m not what they breathe for. I’m not the girl you think
I am.”
He leans down, shocking me as he slides his
lips over mine, gently at first, then roughly when I begin to respond. I can’t
help my hand, as it lifts up to wrap around the chain on his jeans. I tug it,
bringing him closer. His boots crunch in the dirt as he takes a step closer,
pressing his body against mine. I open my mouth, allowing his tongue to slide
in and tangle with mine. His fingers travel up my neck, over my cheek and then
he thrusts them into my hair, tangling it around them. The kiss is the kind of
kiss that stops your breath, the kind of kiss that stops everything. For a
split second, all I can feel is him. When he pulls back, I snake my tongue out
and lick the last of him off my bottom lip.
“You might not think you’re worth fighting
for, or breathing for, but let me tell you, sugar – everyone deserves to be
fought for, even those who think they aren’t worth it.”
An
ARC of this book was provided by the author in exchange for an honest review.
“It’s
a shitty feeling to have no one in the world that wants to love you. Not one,
single person.”
To say that Addison has had a rough life is
like saying that the surface of the sun is “a little warm”. I cannot imagine
growing up the way she did and her story had my attention. As the daughter of a
single mom/drug addict/prostitute, Addison had a miserable and loveless
existence. Finding out the identity of her father after her mom’s death, Addison
finally has a chance for a bond with a parent… even if she doesn’t think it’s
something she wants.
Whenever I read books about badass bikers,
my default mental character for the male lead is always Sons of Anarchy’s Jax
Teller. Until Cade, that is. Cade broke that mold for me and he is even hotter
than Jax, something I didn’t think possible. I liked his domineering behavior
and found his character to be genuine and honest.
I really enjoyed reading this book. I was
very excited that I had book two of this series patiently waiting on my kindle
so I could jump right in. If you like hot bikers and hot sex scenes, this book
is for you.
Easily
a 4 star read
~ Review by Jennifer
Spike knows tragedy, he knows that feelings are better left hidden. He refuses to put his heart out there again, it's a pain he's not willing to ever let himself feel. He's got a mission. He's got a goal. Nothing is going to get in his way. He will seek his revenge.
But then there's Ciara, the sister of his deceased wife. She's beautiful and damned determined to throw herself into his life in hopes they can reform an old friendship, but Spike won't hear of it, and Ciara refuses to give up.
Who will win the battle of wills?
“I am proud of myself,” I scream so loudly
the entire bar goes silent. “I am proud of everything I’ve done, and that
includes him.” I jab a finger at Spike. “He’s everything to me, and he was
everything to me before Cheyenne came along. If you want to hate me, go right
ahead. It’s not like I haven’t lived my entire life with the same emotion being
tossed at me on a daily basis. I am sorry Cheyenne is gone, but it isn’t my
fault. It was never my fault. She wanted Spike, she pushed for him, and you can
blame me as much as you want for that, but she was a big girl and she made her
own choices. I’ll never be sorry for being with him now, because I love him.
I’ve loved him far longer than she did, and I’ll love him until I stop
breathing. Maybe it’s wrong, maybe it’s disgusting, but it’s my happiness and
you know what?” I get to my feet, my legs shaking. “I fucking deserve it!”
But then there's Ciara, the sister of his deceased wife. She's beautiful and damned determined to throw herself into his life in hopes they can reform an old friendship, but Spike won't hear of it, and Ciara refuses to give up.
Who will win the battle of wills?
Then, with legs that don’t want to move, I
walk out of the bar. I get to the parking lot before they catch up with me. My
mother grips my arm and swings me around, her face wild with emotion. Then
suddenly, she lets me go. Her eyes widen and she takes a few steps backwards. I
turn slowly, and see what she sees. Spike, Cade, Granger, Muff and about ten
other bikers are standing in a massive line, glaring at her. She stumbles
backwards, and clutches my father’s arm. Spike steps forward until he’s in
their faces.
“You ever lay a mother fucking hand on her
again, I’ll kill you,” he hisses at my father, and then he turns to my mother.
“And if you ever call her another trashy name, I’ll knock you the fuck out. I
will only say this once, so you fuckin’ listen and listen good. Cheyenne made
her fuckin’ choices, and her choice was me. She put herself in my life, and she
chose to stay there. Ain’t Ciara’s doing, and it wasn’t my doing. I loved your
daughter, I loved her with everything I knew how to love with at the time, I
took care of her, and then I fucked up, and she’s gone because of me. I’m not
sayin’ I’ll ever forgive myself for that, ‘coz I won’t, but it can’t be undone.
As for her,” he points a finger at me. “She’s been my fuckin’ heart since the
day I laid eyes on her. She’s been treated like a fuckin’ dog by you two, and
her sister, and she didn’t deserve that. You have done wrong by her, and you
fuckin’ know it. You will never admit it though, because you’re too fuckin’
selfish. You can call me every name under the sun, you can disown her and treat
her like a dog, and you can think whatever you want about the situation, but
the reality is that I fuckin’ love Ciara, and I’ve loved her from the moment I
laid eyes on her. Don’t mean I didn’t love Cheyenne, ‘coz I fuckin’ did, it
just means I probably didn’t love her as much as she deserved, and she did
fuckin’ deserve it. The truth of the matter is that my heart has, and always
will, belong to Ciara and there ain’t no fuckin’ way I’m livin’ another second
without her, because of shit that went on in the past.”
An
ARC of this book was provided by the author in exchange for an honest review.
Spike and Ciara’s story sucked me in and
had me sniffing back tears. I can’t recall ever having the emotional connection
to a biker story like I did this one, and the tears that came shocked me. Seriously, I was sitting in my beanbag
reading and making hiccup-y sounds and thinking, “Are you kidding me? These are
bikers! I’m not supposed to cry! Soooo glad my husband isn’t in the room
thinking I’m crazy.” {sigh…} You’re going to have to read this and let me know
if you cried too (please don’t let it just be me).
After the loss of their friendship and the
tattered memories, I was constantly wondering if there was anything left for
the two of them to repair. I was
desperate for a second chance and a happily ever after. Spike was shattered and
constantly denying his need to be fixed. Ciara was just as broken, and the only
one who could put her back together is the one who tore her apart.
This was my favorite of the MC Sinner’s
books so far and I’m very glad there will be more! I just hope Bella Jewel can
write fast enough to satisfy my need for this MC!
4
stars and a few hot bikers! WIN!
~ Review by Jennifer
Bella Jewel is an Aussie girl through and through. She
spent her life in Western Australia, growing up in many different areas of the
state. She now currently lives in Perth with her husband, children and mass
amounts of pets. She's crazy, fun, outgoing and friendly. Writing is her
passion, she started at the young age of 18 but finally got the courage up to
publish, and her first novel Hell's Knights will be released in August 2013.
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