Reviewed by JustJen
Title: A Lone Stranger
Author: Layla Wolfe
Series: The Bent Zealots MC #3
Genre: MM Contemporary
Length: 210 Pages
Publisher: Quicksilver Books
Release Date: October 12, 2015
Available at: Amazon
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Blurb: Ride on. Ride on.
HARTE: After a world-changing run-in with the guy I thought was my father, I went on the road to find myself. I patched over to The Bent Zealots MC, an out-and-proud club on the Colorado River. A cock virgin, I raced to experience all I could, eagerly sniffing every nook and cranny, a whole new existence offered up by Grindr. But when Ormond Tangier was assaulted by a rival club, I quickly got down to brass tacks, to show my new brothers I was all business.
Too bad that business involves Bond Blackburn, jailbird brother of our Prez, Turk. That guy is so far in denial he’s practically Egyptian. But he even he can’t deny what I saw with my own eyes at the gay club. Sure, I was on my knees paying homage to a Daddy Dom, but Bond can’t pretend he wasn’t getting some oral praise as well. And now they’re telling me I have to work with this hypocrite?
BOND: This club is a fucking joke. How’s a man supposed to make a new start after the joint? First, my own brother forced me to prospect. I couldn’t automatically rise to the top of the heap through my family connections. No, I’m supposed to labor in a noxious sweatshop making product for their pot dispensary. And I have to sneak downtown if I want to get some halfway decent head, because I don’t even want my gay so-called brothers knowing about my shameful hobby.
Now we’re reaching out to the cops to even the score with those Hellfire Nuts who abused Ormond. And that delicious Harte Saxonberg is getting my goat, so by the book, such bleeding heart. I just want to strangle him—or fuck him.
HARTE: I’m stuck between a rock and a hard place, one that slab of a man, Bond Blackburn. He kisses me, then punches me. Fucks me, then ignores me. He’s got me so upside-down I’ve lost the clarity I had a week ago when I rode west. Ride west, young man. I could be a steam train if I could just lay down my tracks. But the only name I’m calling out is that sexy convict’s.
Ride on. Ride on.
Review: I’ve been enjoying this series quite a bit. Bad ass gay bikers who started their own club has been very interesting. As you would expect from that, the guys are a bit rougher around the edges.
Here, the guys both have issues. Harte is dealing with the aftermath of his now-incarcerated father who basically turned on his biker club. Then, there is the fact that he found out his father isn’t his father after all. His uncle and now leader of that club is, in fact, his real father. Added to that is his newly out and proud status and him feeling he needs a fresh start and desperately needs to make up for lost time. So, he patches over to the Bent Zealots.
Then there is Bond, who joins the Bent Zealots as a part of his parole. He is very much closeted though deep down knows he is gay. He lashes out against the others many times while simultaneously seeking man on man action on the side. He has an immediate connection with Harte, but it isn’t until they run into each other at a gay club that things start to heat up.
My biggest issue here was the language. It got a bit tiresome listening to these guys talk about giving/getting head in a number of different colorful ways. I realize it is the biker mentality to be crass, etc., but it just seemed a bit overdone and kept pulling me from the story. However, it does eventually ease up and the story takes over. As with the previous books, there is a lot of action. We get to see some of the other members of the club whom we have already gotten to know.
So, while this one didn’t wow me, and I didn’t enjoy it as much as the previous books, I am still looking forward to reading more in this world and can’t wait to see who is up next.
Overall Impression: I liked it
*I received a copy of this book from the author/publisher in return for a fair and honest review.*