Blog Tour, Dual Review, and Giveaway – Reaper’s Fire by Joanna Wylde

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Blog Tour, Dual Review, and Giveaway - Reaper's Fire by Joanna Wylde

Blog Tour, Dual Review, and Giveaway – Reaper’s Fire by Joanna Wylde Title: Reaper's Fire
Author: Joanna Wylde
Series: Reapers MC Series #6
Publisher by: Berkley
Published on: August 9, 2016
Genres: Erotic Romance, Contemporary Romance
Page Count: 384
Format: eBook, Paperback
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Related Books: Devil's Game, Reaper's Stand, Silver Bastard

New York Times bestselling author Joanna Wylde returns to the “wild and raw”* world of the Reapers MC with the story of Gage and Tinker…

The club comes first.

I’ve lived by those words my whole life—assumed I’d die by them, too, and I never had a problem with that. My Reaper brothers took my back and I took theirs and it was enough. Then I met her. Tinker Garrett. She’s beautiful, she’s loyal, and she works so damned hard it scares me sometimes . . . She deserves a good man—one better than me. I can’t take her yet because the club still needs me. There’s another woman, another job, another fight just ahead.

Now she’ll learn I’ve been lying to her all along. None of it’s real. Not my name, not my job, not even the clothes I wear. She thinks I’m nice. She pretends we’re just friends, that I’ve still got a soul . . . Mine’s been dead for years. Now I’m on fire for this woman, and a man can only burn for so long before he destroys everything around him.

I’m coming for you, Tinker.



C’s Review

Reaper’s Fire is my first time delving into the Reaper’s MC world. I know, I know….. You’re wondering how the hell did I let that happen (short answer my TBR list is huge and I was getting around to them…. long answer: I’m super picky about my MC novels and I’ve been burned more than once, so I’m leery about trying new ones.) From the very first chapter I could easily see why the Reaper’s MC series is so popular. Joanna Wylde gains your attention quickly. This book was intense, sexy, action packed, and surprisingly funny. I initially couldn’t get enough of it.

What initially drew me in this story was the characters themselves. Tinker and Gage were so very different from one another but I liked them both.
Tinker  is still dealing with a devastating loss and an impending divorce. Tinker moved back to her hometown to help her dad and run her confectionary business. She was spunky, fun, and extremely loyal. I liked the fact that she spoke her hind and despite everything she had been through she was a sweetheart.

Gage had me cracking up the minute he graced the pages. Gage is in town doing an extended job for the Reaper’s MC. The club is his life.  His job and his current girlfriend are all the reasons that he should leave Tinker alone but there was an undeniable pull between the two. He was the typical biker but he was also just a normal guy. He was sexy, yet sweet, and I enjoyed each of his chapters.

Tinker and Gage’s romantic relationship starts off slowly; little things like casual conversations, friendly dinners, and stolen glances. Their sexual chemistry couldn’t be denied though. It was palpable but for various reasons neither could act on their attraction. I enjoyed their interactions and the build up of their strange little friendship. I was anxious for more. I wanted to see them together and I needed to see more from their sexual intensity.

I was was enthralled in this book until the last 25% – 30%. The story started to falter and drag on. So much of this book is spent wanting Tinker and Gage together, but we didn’t get to actually get see much of that. Don’t get me wrong, there were a few sexy scenes but the two spent more time bickering View Spoiler » with one another than as a couple. I dug all the outside action and drama though. I just wished certain elements of this story had been thoroughly fleshed out. There are some loose ends that I have some serious questions about. I’m hoping this isn’t the last book in the series and if it is, I really do need answers. I can see myself catching up on the rest of the series. Ms. Wylde has made me curious about her MC world.


Jamie’s Review

Thank you Joanna Wylde for writing a strong female lead that is a real woman – complete with stretch marks and sometimes saggy tits. Tinker Garrett, isn’t some 20-something bimbo. She’s a strong, intelligent woman, who after wising up and leaving her asshole husband, moves back to a small town to run her own business while taking care of her ailing father. When she seeks out a handy-man to help with the upkeep of her family owned apartment building, she gets more than just some man-candy when she hires Gage (Cooper).

Gage, in order to get some intel on another MC club, he goes undercover to infiltrate. The easiest way to do this is through the Prez’s psycho sister. When he took the job and moved into Tinker’s building, he knew things wouldn’t end well. He, like Tinker, shows maturity and wisdom.

This book was filled with an on-going sexual tension. It sounds a bit cliché, the whole “He wants her. She wants him. Neither knows what the other wants”, but it worked for this book. Gage, by putting his club needs first, couldn’t pursue Tinker. The more time the spent together, the thicker the tension until it reaches explosive proportions. Sure Gage goes a bit caveman on her, but Tinker owns that shit like the strong, sexy woman she is.

The plot definitely had a lot going on. It wasn’t until the author’s notes at the end that Ms. Wylde explained this book technically is out of order. I wish this would have been noted at the start. I found myself a bit confused, rereading some parts asking myself “Wait, didn’t Painter already get out of jail in the last book?!” I also felt there were some obvious moments that lent quite well to what could have been misunderstandings between Tinker and Gage (AKA – juicy drama), but the opportunities were not taken. Due to the long build-up for tension between Tinker and Gage, I didn’t feel like we had an opportunity to see them as a couple, something I hope will be showcased a bit more in future books.


“I can’t believe how late it is,” Tinker said, yawning, and I realized the movie had ended. Now she stretched upward, the blanket falling to her waist as her boobs pushed forward.

God, how much should a man be expected to take?

I should’ve stayed away from her completely—that’d been the plan—but something had snapped when I’d seen her out in the courtyard. Couldn’t remember the last time I’d met a woman like Tinker. She was smart and sexy and funny, and she worked damned hard to take care of her family and business. Sure, I wanted to fuck her—you’d have to be gay not to—but I respected her, too.

“I should probably get going,” she said, offering me a smile so sweet I wanted to bite her lips. “I like to check on Dad before going to sleep, and I’ve got to be up early in the morning. I’ve got to package orders for the courier tomorrow—if they aren’t ready by two p.m., I’m screwed.”

I considered rolling over on top of her. Pushing her down into the couch cushions, shoving my leg between hers, and showing her what a real man feels like.

“Cooper?” she asked, looking confused. I blinked a couple times, forcing myself to focus on her face.

“I’m going to watch another one,” I told her, because I’m a goddamn masochist. “You sure you’re ready to head out?”

She frowned, and I could almost read her thoughts. Yes, she should leave. But she wanted me as much as I wanted her. And yeah, I realize that makes me sound like an egotistical ass, but this wasn’t my first rodeo. I saw the lust in her eyes, and the way she licked her lips and stared at my mouth. This wasn’t a one-way street, not even close.

“I guess I could stay a little longer,” she whispered. Christ, she was so sweet and soft. I wanted to bite her even more now. Suck that pouty lower lip into my mouth and shove a finger up her ass.

Break her.

You’re one sick fuck.

Why yes. Yes, I am. Thanks for noticing.

I managed to control the urge, catching her hand instead, giving it a friendly squeeze like some kind of pathetic tool. Her fingers tightened on mine, then she pulled away and snuggled back down under the blanket, raising her feet to rest on the coffee table. I grabbed the remote and clicked through the menu.

Tomorrow I’d do my job. I’d fuck Talia and spy on Marsh and look for any kind of weakness that might end this situation, the faster the better. Tonight, though . . . Tonight I’d pretend this wasn’t a waste of time.

Goddamn, but my dick hurt.

The next hour was torture.

Tinker sat next to me, all cute and classy and absolutely refusing to make any kind of eye contact. I don’t know how she felt, but to me the sexual tension hanging in the air was thick and heavy. I kept thinking about her hand in mine—small, but strong. The hand of someone who knew how to work hard. So far as I knew, Talia had never held down a job, let alone supported herself.

The couch shifted, and I glanced over to find Tinker sliding deeper into the cushions, drawing the blanket up to her chin. Our legs were maybe six inches apart. She shifted again, and then her hand bumped mine under the blanket. She jerked it back quickly, and I caught the hint of a flush on her cheeks. That was another thing I liked about her—her skin was so pale that I could see every hint of arousal.

Grabbing her hand, I pulled it over to rest on my thigh. This was a really bad idea, so I pointedly refused to think it through. Her hand tensed at first, then relaxed into my strength. My cock swelled against the fabric of my jeans, just inches from her fingers—it’d be so easy to push her hand toward it, wrap it around my painfully swollen dick, and just go to town.

Tinker’s fingers gave a quick squeeze—almost more of a spasm—and I bit back a groan.

Yeah, okay. Really, really bad idea. I should get off the couch and shut this shit down right now, because I couldn’t afford to blow things with Talia just yet. Instead I found myself leaning toward Tinker, bumping shoulders.


I’d grown a pussy. No other explanation, because I couldn’t figure out why the hell else an adult man would sit holding hands under a damned blanket like a kid.

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About Joanna Wylde

Joanna Wylde is a New York Times bestselling author and creator of the Reapers Motorcycle Club series. She currently lives in Idaho.