Brotherhood is what Bull bleeds and all that he knows.
Being the king of The Devil’s Dust and surrounded by easy women was his everyday… until having his heart broke rooted him to the bottom of a whiskey bottle.
Heartbroken, and drowning in lost memories he’s unsure of the direction of his life, when the answer – consisting of a terrified Mexican girl- nearly knocks him off his feet.
Determined to get his act together and rectify his club, he rides to Texas for answers, only to be confronted with the emotional ghosts he isn’t ready to deal with.
He sees Anahi, and he wants her.
But she may come with more baggage than Bull is ready for.
Anahi used to be prim and proper. She used to wear dresses and keep up appearances to impress people she didn’t know. I guess you could say she was a fucking lady.
But that was when she lived in Mexico with her parents.
Before her uncle turned on her.
Before, the only man she ever loved, her step-brother, betrayed her.
Before she was forced to be a drug mule for the Cartel.
Evening gowns a lost memory, expensive heels traded for boots, and a nine millimeter in her hand instead of a limited edition purse. Anahi sets aside everything she’s ever known including the fairytale stories her mother told her about America.
She’s angry, determined, and looking for a way out.
I have wanted a book for Bull ever since we meet him in the very first book, What Might Destroy Us, and with each book that followed, I wanted, actually I needed Bull’s story. Especially after what happens, which if you have read the series you know what I am referring to and if not well then please read the books because I won’t be the one to spoil it. What Might Kill Us is the perfect title, because I thought I might not survive because I was so on edge; I wasn’t sure what was going to happen and more than once I had feared the worst.
Bull broke my heart in the beginning up quickly returned to the name we knew when we first began this series. He is a biker through and through, the President of the Devil Dust MC, father to Dani, but most of all a badass alpha who doesn’t back down, and he is stubborn as a bull so his name fits. He not only surprised me but made me love him even more than I did in previous books.
Anahi is proof that you can’t control your DNA but you can try to fight back against it. She was the strength yet softness that Bull needed. I didn’t think she could beat out someone who held Bull’s happiness but it wasn’t a competition, what was, was a healing a moving forward with that one person who really does heal you.
What Might Kill Us may very well be my favorite of this series, I never thought I would cry over a biker book but this entire series has had my emotions all over the place and this one was no exception. M.N. Forgy you have written another amazing book and this book whore absolutely loved it and can’t recommend it enough that everyone must read this entire series!
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“Bull?” my voice breathy.
“The last time I let someone close to me… it didn’t go well.”
He pecks a kiss on my erect nipple that was in his mouth seconds before.
“Anahi, Alvaro is a boy pretending to be a man, and I’m about to show you the difference between pretending and actually being,” he states matter of fact, his tone smug.
I smirk. “You’re so arrogant.”
He lifts his chin, his eyes finding mine. “Only one way to find out, darlin’,” he states wolfishly. “I’m going to fuck you to the point you’ll have to take your time sitting down afterwards, baby.”
With that, the head of his length presses into me. My back arches off the bed, an audible gasp leaving my lips. Bull pushes in another couple inches, filling me to the point I swear I can’t take anymore. The sensation of burning and bliss battling with one another I can’t help but fidget beneath him. I don’t know whether to cry or moan.
He slips in more, filling me to the brink and a cry rips up my throat. Bull presses his lips against mine, silencing my pain.
Fucking me like he hates me, but kissing me like he cares.
M.N. Forgy was raised in Missouri where she still lives with her family. She's a soccer mom by day and a saucy writer by night. M.N. Forgy started writing at a young age but never took it seriously until years later, as a stay-at-home mom, she opened her laptop and started writing again. As a role model for her children, she felt she couldn't live with the "what if" anymore and finally took a chance on her character's story. So, with her glass of wine in hand and a stray Barbie sharing her seat, she continues to create and please her fans.
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