Release Day Blitz - DIRTY MOTHER by Lani Lynn Vale

Title: Dirty Mother

Series: Uncertain Saint's MC #5 

Author: Lani Lynn Vale 

Genre: MC Romance Release 

Date: November 3, 2016 

Photographer: Furious 

Cover Model: Robert Simmons

The thing about hitting rock bottom…

Ridley doesn’t think he has anything left to lose, not after the life he’s lived. Then he meets her, Freya Capone, the nurse who saves his life when the last thing he wants is to be saved.

One look at her, and he’s transfixed.

He doesn’t know what drives him to run by her house that night. Intuition. Sixth sense. Whatever it is, his gut screams at him to go, so he goes.

And thank God he does.

There isn’t any farther you can fall…

Freya hits bottom after her brother’s death. Her rock. Her best friend. Her everything. Gone.

She always knew it was a possibility that he might get hurt while on shift, but she never entertains the thought of him dying. Not until it’s too late.

She literally has nothing else to lose. Until she meets him. Ridley Walker. A biker with The Uncertain Saints MC and a local sheriff’s deputy.

The man responsible for taking away her best friend.

But at least you have a solid foundation to build upon…

The last thing Freya wants is to fall in love with the man responsible for her brother’s death. She doesn’t want to care that he is nearly killed. She doesn’t want to have anything to do with him.

Dirty Mother is the fifth book in the Uncertain Saints MC series, and I am loving each one of these books!  After reading the first four books and getting a taste of Ridley, I knew I wanted more of him and wow do you get a story with him and Freya!

Poor Ridley has been coasting through life since his wife was killed a few years ago.  He never allows himself to get near a woman to even want a relationship because he just can’t let his wife go.  My heart just broke for him so many times.  He seemed so lost and lonely even though he has his friends and family.  Nothing can replace the love in his heart, until Freya.

Ridley has felt guilt over losing one of his MC brothers who was driving his sister to the doctor.  Freya has lost her brother and is devastated beyond belief.  This poor woman will pull at your heartstrings and so many times, I just wanted to hug her. Just when Freya and Ridley start talking to each other, his role as a cop has thrust him into a case that is life changing for everyone.

While he’s undercover and Freya has no idea where he is, she is feeling so lonesome one night that she calls her brother’s phone and guess who answers?  Ridley!!  Not realizing he has his fallen brother’s phone, Freya turns out to be just what Ridley needs to be able to survive during his undercover work.

As they say, the rest is history.  They text, call, and once he is back to his normal duties, they start seeing each other.  Ridley realizes he feels more for Freya than he thought, but can he let go of his wife?  He’s terrified of moving on. Several times, I wanted to slap him because he kept pushing her away.  I understand his heart was broken but Freya is exactly what he needs to move on and be happy.  I could feel Freya opening up to being a new woman as this book progressed also.  She isn’t forgetting her brother, but she is learning to move on with her life.

As with Lani Lynn’s books, I was hooked on page one and couldn’t stop reading. I just wanted more and more of this story.  I wanted to know the deeper side of Ridley because he has been so cut off from the world.  He has an immense love for his family and I loved seeing more of that also, besides the big badass biker cop.  Getting more of the hot bikers from the previous books is a real plus for me, too.  I just love these bikers!!  In this book, you get two broken people who were traumatized by death but learn to start a new life with each other.  Their relationship is intense, smoking hot, and one you won’t forget in this 4 star book.

I listened, wondering where everyone was, when I came to the final hallway that led to the gym.

I came to an abrupt halt when I saw three women crowded around a door, all of them looking in on what was going on on the other side.

“Uhhh,” I said. “What are y’all doing?”

None of them turned, but Lenore, Griffin’s wife, waved me over.

“Come here and see,” she said, holding out her hand for me.

I came, taking her hand, and peered over her shoulder.

My mouth dropped open as I got my first good look at the men in the gym.

No, the fact that nearly all of them were shirtless wasn’t the reason for the flabbergasted look on my face.

Nor was the fact that they all had so much weight on their bars or in their hands

No, it was the fact that nearly all of them were dancing.

To Sexy Back.

Griffin squatted to the beat of the music while Mig did some sort of shimmy with his hips as he did pushups on the ground.

The only one not dancing, out of the whole bunch, was Core, who was busy taping the entire thing from the corner of the room, unbeknownst to everyone else.

Had they known, they probably would’ve been kicking his ass.

But they didn’t know.

They just continued on with what they were doing, oblivious to their audience.

Then Pony came on, and I groaned right along with the rest of the ladies.

It was like Magic Mike, but better.

Much, much better.

Ridley took center stage then, jumping up on the blocks that the men used to do vertical jumps up onto, where he then proceeded to do some raunchy move with his hips that had me all hot and bothered in a matter of seconds.

A big, bad, tattooed biker that had the power to undo me.

“Oh, boy,” Tasha said. “Would you look at that?”

I tore my eyes away from my man to follow where she was pointing, and I started to laugh.

Casten was dipping down low, twisting and bouncing as he curled huge weights that were at least the size of half my body.

That went on like that for four long minutes, and by the time they were finished and laughing, I was fanning myself.

“I think we’re going to be a little late,” I mentioned to the ladies. “I’m needing some…attention.”

Annie, Mig’s woman, tossed me a look over her shoulder that clearly said I wasn’t the only one.

Taking that as my cue, I pushed through the doors.

“I need some time!” I announced to the group as a whole.

All eyes turned to me, but it was my man who was still bouncing on the balls of his feet, all hot and sweaty, his hair and beard slightly damp with his sweat, that had my full attention.

I started to fan myself almost reflexively, and he read me and my needs almost immediately.

He hopped down, walking towards me with a purposeful spring in his step.

He didn’t even bother to speak to me, only bent down slightly once he’d reached me, captured me just under the ass, and carried me out of the room.

 

 

I’m a married mother of three. My kids are all under 5, so I can assure you that they are a handful. I’ve been with my paramedic husband now for ten years, and we’ve produced three offspring that are nothing like us. I live in the greatest state in the world, Texas.

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