REVIEW AND EXCERPT: Bad Apple by Lani Lynn Vale

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Title: Bad Apple

Series: The Uncertain Saints MC Novel

Author: Lani Lynn Vale

Release Date: September 1, 2016

Genre: MC Romance

Model: Alex Minsky

Photographer: FuriousFotog

Goodreads:  https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/30343519-bad-apple

The road to hell is paved with good intentions…

Apple “Core” Drew needs The Uncertain Saints MC like he needs air. He is barely making it through the day, and each one that goes by takes him closer and closer to hell. Literally, not figuratively.

He’s a half breath away from killing himself—maybe not by taking his own life, but he’s not against making someone else do it for him.

Then he meets her. One of his club member’s sister, and his whole outlook on life changes.

And not for the better.

Just as surely as he ruined his life, he ruins her life, too. One lapse in judgement on his part, and his one night of happiness turns into the worst nine months of his life.

Which he would’ve thought was damn near impossible with the things he’s done and seen.

She never saw it coming…

It was the beard. The beard made her do it.

That is a good excuse for having sex with a man she barely knows, isn’t it?

Yeah, who was she kidding? It wasn’t the beard. It was the way he looked so dejected and solemn. The sad look in his eyes pulls her in, and the way his rough hands touch her makes her stay.

All she wants to do is take that look out of his eyes, but the consequences to her actions only make things worse, not better.

One day is all she gets, and he’s not willing to give her more.

Until she dies, that is. Then it’s too late. 

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“Your brother’s gonna kick my ass you know,” I said.

“Why?” she asked.

I snorted.

“A, because he doesn’t like me.  Two because he doesn’t like me,” I explained seriously.

“My brother’s suspicious,” she amended.  “And he doesn’t hate you.  If he hated you, you’d be treated like my brother.”

“And how’s that?”  I asked in confusion, crossing my arms over my chest.

“Like a common criminal,” she expounded.  “Ridley keeps him under surveillance, and he doesn’t get to come around me, him, or any of the club members.”

“Hmm,” I started walking faster.  “Interesting.”

She nodded.

“He’s not here,” she informed me.

“Okay,” I said, my eyes following the movement of her finger as she brought one manicured finger up to her mouth and bit lightly on the nail.

“Do I have to spell it out for you?” She lifted her brows, her finger still rubbing lightly across her bottom lip.

I rebalanced my weight on both feet as I readied myself for whatever was going to come out of her mouth next.

I wasn’t disappointed.  It was quite shocking, to say the least.

“I want you to fuck me,” she said.

She didn’t lead up to it or anything, just blurted that shit out there.

Which might’ve been why I couldn’t think of anything to say to that.

“I’m…” I hesitated.

“You’re a pussy,” she said, brows raised.

My eyebrows lowered.

“That’s certainly not what I was going to say,” I informed her.  “Which you would’ve known had you not interrupted me.”

“Most people finish their sentences in a timely manner,” she said stiffly.

She was getting pissed.

Interesting.

“Desperate much?”  I asked her.  “You have to proposition guys that don’t want you in an attempt to get what you want?”

Her mouth dropped open in affront.

“You’re shitting me right now, aren’t you?” she asked, hurt evident in her voice.

“Yes,” I said, contrite.  “But you surprised me is all.  And I’m not a pussy.”

“Well, what are you?” she asked primly.

“Honestly?”  I asked.

She nodded.

“Yes.”

“I’m trying to get into a club that my father thinks’ll be good for my PTSD and anger management,” I answered.  “And to do that, I need to not piss off the members; for example, your brother.”

Her mouth thinned.

“My brother’s already let you know that he doesn’t like you.  What’s sleeping with his sister going to change?” she challenged.

I paused, unsure how to answer that.

“Well…” on one hand she was correct.  He wasn’t going to hate me any less if I slept with his sister.

And I did find her attractive.

Extremely attractive.

She was gorgeous.

And I’m not talking in a girl next door kind of way.  I’m talking about a ‘keep her locked down in baggy pants and a sweat shirt’ kind of way and still beat the men off with a stick.

She’d be hell on the heart, that was for sure.

Her long, black curly hair came to about mid back, and her porcelain white skin seemed almost luminescent under the light of the moon.

She had long legs that looked fucking superb in those tight jeans she had on, not to mention the black Jack Daniel’s t-shirt she was wearing, cut up in that fashion that women seemed to like now-a-days, was only accentuating her curves.

And what little denial I tried to hang on to by the tips of my fingers slipped away, leaving only one thing in my mind.

I couldn’t pass this opportunity up.

Not after I’d been lusting after the woman for so long, even though she didn’t know that.

“You really want this?” I asked her, crowding her so close that she started backing up out of reaction.

She licked her lips, and then nodded.

“Yes,” she said surely.  “Or I wouldn’t have brought it up.”

“You know who I am?” he asked.  “You’re not intoxicated and asking for things that you shouldn’t be asking for in this condition.”

She laughed in my face.

“Oh, honey. Now you’re just trying to think up an excuse to back out, aren’t you?” she glared.

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Bad Apple is the fourth book in Lani Lynn Vale’s Uncertain Saint’s MC series and like its predecessors, the hero has a jacked up past and is consumed with anger, self-loathing, and demons that force him to keep people at a distance, especially women, because he doesn’t want to taint any more people than he already has.

Apple “Core” Drew, like most of the Uncertain Saints, struggles with PTSD and doesn’t quite know how to deal with his issues besides keeping to himself and running away when things become too much. But what Apple didn’t count on was Kitt Walker coming into his life and making him WANT to live…calming his demons…offering him a proactive way to fight against the scars of his past. And, even though Kitt comes with her own set of issues and doesn’t really have room for a relationship, she finds herself wanting to heal the man who takes care of everyone else but himself, even if it’s a struggle every step of the way.

Like all of Vale’s stories, I enjoyed Bad Apple, but there were parts of the storyline that felt underdeveloped. I wanted more details to give me a complete picture of both Apple and Kitt’s past, the ways they’ve struggled and why they chose to live their lives the way they had been until they meet each other. I also had a difficult time fully understanding Apple and Kitt’s connection – how their feelings progressed the way that they did, even though months pass with barely any interaction. One thing that really pulls me into a story is the build-up of the relationship between the hero and the heroine, and I just didn’t feel like their interactions illustrated the weight of their feelings as they worked through their individual issues and what needed to be addressed if they were going to truly be a couple.

Ridley’s story is up next, and I’m looking forward to hearing about his past and the kind of woman he’ll need to help him move beyond his first love and based on the synopsis, that’s not only issue he’ll have to contend with in order to find love again.

A complimentary copy was provided in exchange for an honest review.

3.5 Poison Apples

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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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