MC club romance is all the “flavor” now, and there are several storylines that are full of flowery words, alpha males and hot sexy moments. Then there are writers who dare to get raw, showing the life of a one-percenter’s club with all of the warts and questionable moralities. Layla Wolfe’s Bent Zealots MC club series is one of those – be warned. This is raw, edgy and no holds barred M/M action, where romance is often buried under layers of other stuff – not ready for readers under 18, or those with delicate sensibilities.
A Wild Wicked Weekend
Coming back to the Bent Zealots MC club, this is a story that doesn’t bring a ton of the guys we have come to know from the earlier books, as most of the club is away at a rally.
Haven is a club prospect, behind to keep the peace and the clubhouse safe. He’s a racecar driver, now at the end of his career, still reeling from a breakup. He’s a bit difficult to get to know, as he’s guarded and rather domineering: there’s a story there that is slowly coming to light, even as he fights sharing himself in any meaningful way for the longest time.
Ogden is a former bronc rider, ex-con, drifting from one moment to the next. A power bottom, he’s gorgeous, snarky and not entirely healthy. He’s at loose ends without any real direction, but his skills as a mechanic, and his ability to speak Navajo will come in handy when Bond asks him to step in and investigate a problem. Ogden was a bit more open, insecure and aware of what he wanted, he’s never felt desired in any meaningful way. He’s got arrogance and swagger to go with his looks and skills, but these just serve to mask a very unsure human beneath it all.
Ogden and Haven are instant sparks and fire – each being exactly what the other needs and craves. Haven wants to take care of someone in return for their submission, even if cajoled. Ogden needs someone to take care of him, even as he fights that idea as much as he wants it.
With a wonderful counterplay with a hang around who doesn’t operate even remotely on the same page as the Zealots in Mike Drop, they are tasked with finding the real murderer, the reason for the murder and just how the skinwalker would fit in.
This was a challenging read for me – perhaps because the interactions with Ogden and Haven are so ‘masculine’ and defined in every moment as a power play. Sex was both a release and a weapon, the desire sparking between these two often played out as a duel for supremacy. Incredibly well written in where every moment is important, I couldn’t put it down. This was a book that I HAD to let settle after finishing, after a few hours away I knew that these two had exactly the right conclusion to their story.
Title: A Wild Wicked Weekend
Author: Layla Wolfe
Series: The Bent Zealots MC #4
Also in this series: A Dangerous Reality, A Gorgeous Mess:, A Cuddly Toy
Genre: 18+ Read, BDSM, Contemporary Motorcycle Romance - Adult, Erotic Elements, Interracial, Male / Male
Published by: Quicksilver Books
Published on: 19 July, 2016
Heat: Get Your Copy: Amazon
When they do right, no one remembers.
When they do wrong, no one forgets.
HAVEN: At forty-five, I was a washed-up racecar driver, a Daddy Dom who had searched the world over for his power bottom, his submissive. Fuck, I was still a Prospect for the Bent Zealots MC. That’s how I came to be in the clubhouse while most of them were raising hell at a Vegas rally. Word came there was a stiff down on the Rez, and the Zealots were getting blamed for it. My mission included a clownish reject from a rival club name of Mike Drop, and a mysterious half-breed who would change my life forever.
OGDEN: I met Haven there in the desert, standing over the disemboweled corpse of a tourist. After I made a sleazy deal that would help solve the mystery and clear the Zealots’ name, that muscle daddy gave me a tongue-lashing of a lifetime. Have more self-respect, Haven said. As the bastard half-Navajo basketballer who had frittered away a scholarship, I was a bad penny. Haven, with his powerful mastery at training and molding me, gave shape to my form.
HAVEN: Ogden is my forever toy, a morsel for me to savor. He says you can’t see the future with tears in your eyes. If we make it through this hell together, we’ll see clearly. The club will know I’ve made my bones when I bring them the killer’s head on a platter.
Publisher’s Note: This book is not for the faint of heart. It contains scenes of graphic gay sex, May/December romance, illegal doings, consensual bondage and discipline, sadomasochism, and violence in general. It’s a full-length novel of 60,000 words rated 18+ due to possible triggers. There is no cheating or cliffhangers, and HEAs all around for all.
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A copy of this title was provided via Author for purpose of honest review. I was not compensated for this review: all conclusions are my own responsibility.