Review Tour for Eli’s Triumph by Joanna Wylde

From New York Times Bestselling author Joanna Wylde comes ELI’S TRIUMPH, a new novella in her Reapers MC series, brought to you by 1,001 Dark Nights! Be sure to grab your copy today!

About ELI’S TRIUMPH:

From New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Joanna Wylde comes a new story in her Reapers MC series…

Peaches Taylor spent the last seven years slinging drinks and dodging drunks at the Starkwood Saloon. Some might call it a dead end job, but to her it was an investment—another six months, and she’d have enough money to buy the place.

Life would’ve been perfect if Eli hadn’t come home.

Eli King is ready to settle down. He stood by his brothers when they needed him, paying the price for their freedom with his own. Now it’s time to claim his reward—the Starkwood Saloon. He’s got the cash to buy the bar, the skills to run it, and just one person standing between him and his dream: Peaches Taylor.

She’s been driving him crazy since they were kids, and not in the good way. When she was six, she shoved a spider down his pants. When he was ten, he locked her in a closet overnight. Then she hot-wired his car at seventeen, and things got ugly…

They’re adults now, and the Starkwood isn’t a toy to fight over—it’s the hill they’ll die on. No prisoners. No compromises. No mercy.

Peaches Taylor and Eli King are going to war.

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My Review:

Eli's Triumph (Reapers MC, #6.7)Eli’s Triumph by Joanna Wylde

My rating: 5 of 5 stars

Eli and Peaches had me rolling from the very start of their story! Their antics, pranks, and torture of each other put a smile on my face and made me LOL more than once. A story that starts with a childhood rivalry, ends with a love that really proves the saying “There’s a thin line between love and hate”!

Peaches grew up in the Reapers MC. Her mom’s boyfriend was a Reaper, so even as a child she was part of the MC world. When, at the tender age of 5, things changed, Peaches couldn’t see past the boy that was taking over her world. One prank led to another, until they were ripped apart by a crazy set of circumstances.

Eli was saved by the Reapers MC, and his uncle, who took him in after his mother’s death. He grew up way to fast, and even at a young age, knew how to give as good as he got. Eli would do anything for the Reapers MC, sacrifice anything asked of him, because of what they mean to him. He gave up a lot for the brotherhood, but when he comes back home, he knows what he wants and will let nothing stand in his way.

This book was so much fun! I loved Peaches and Eli’s crazy antics, and hilarious interactions. I can’t help but laugh at them. This story is a good introduction to the Reapers MC, but can totally be read as a stand alone. It will definitely leave you wanting more of the Reapers, and looking for the next read in the series!

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About Joanna Wylde:

Joanna Wylde started her writing career in journalism, working in two daily newspapers as both a reporter and editor. Her career has included many different jobs, from managing a homeless shelter to running her own freelance writing business, where she took on projects ranging from fundraising to ghostwriting for academics. During 2012 she got her first Kindle reader as a gift and discovered the indie writing revolution taking place online. Not long afterward she started cutting back her client list to work on Reaper’s Property, her breakout book. It was published in January 2013, marking the beginning of a new career writing fiction.

Joanna lives in the mountains of northern Idaho with her family.

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Excerpt:

I’d earned this bar, paid for it with five long years in prison, holding my tongue and taking the punishment for a crime that wasn’t mine. Gus owed me for that alone. The fact that he’d get a cash payout was just a bonus at this point.

No reason for me to feel guilty. And that was the truth.

Still, I could see how much this sucked for Peaches. She’d put in time, too. Time and good faith. Riling her up was a blast, but I’d never wanted her hurt. Not for real. I cared about the girl. Cared about her a lot.

Too much.

Gus had been weak. I loved my uncle, but he’d f*cked this one up big time. She deserved better from him—and from me. I should be in there with them. Decision made, I reached for the door.

“Get out! Get the f*ck out of here, you lying bastard!”

The door burst open, and Gus stumbled out, walking backward. I caught his arm and steadied him as the slab slammed shut again. I heard the heavy bolt sliding shut, locking us out. My uncle looked at me, then sighed.

“Actually went better than I expected.”

“Glad I don’t have to deal with hiding a body.”

“Not yet,” he replied, then sighed again. “She’s not a happy camper. Probably should’ve warned her that our plans might change once you got out.”

“Why didn’t you? Would’ve been a lot easier on her.”

“Guess I didn’t want her turning on me,”my uncle admitted, surprising me with his honesty. “I knew she’d hate me for it. God, but I miss her mom. Saw her in town a couple weeks ago. It’s been twenty years, and Glory still won’t even look at me.”

Raw pain filled his eyes. I cleared my throat, uncomfortable. F*ck. I didn’t like this. Didn’t like my girl hurting, and didn’t like having to see my uncle like this.

Didn’t like knowing I was part of it.

A loud thump came from behind the door, breaking the moment. There was a crash, and then some kind of tearing noise. Shit.

Some women pouted when they got upset.

Others cried.

Peaches had always skipped that part, moving straight to revenge. Another crash. This one so hard that the door rattled. I pictured her all pissed off in there, those glorious t*ts of hers straining against the front of her low-cut black Starkwood Saloon shirt. My c*ck twitched. Christ, she was hot when she got angry.

Her cheeks would be flushed, and she’d run her fingers through that wild, dark hair of hers in frustration.

Total sex hair.

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