Saturday, May 7, 2016

Blog Tour, Reviews by Alicia & Irene & Jackie: Jack & Coke by Lani Lynne Vale

Title: Jack & Coke
Series: Uncertain Saint's MC #2
Author: Lani Lynn Vale
Genre: MC Romance
Release Date: May 6, 2016
Lies
Mig’s wife is a bitch.
How else do you describe a woman that lies, cheats and steals to get what she wants? 
That’s exactly what happens when she traps him into a marriage he wants nothing to do with, saddling him with a kid that he knows doesn’t deserve to be in a world like his.
He’s doing a pretty bang-up job at ignoring everything but his responsibilities as a DEA officer and a member of The Uncertain Saints MC.
Then his neighbor knocks on his door, and everything he thought he knew is blown out the window.
Deceit
Annie teaches Mig that not every woman is out to get him.
Her love for Mig stretches past what’s appropriate for two friends, and Annie soon straddles that invisible boundary between appropriate and inappropriate.
Annie’s not a cheater, though.
When she tries to say goodbye, Mig won’t let her leave, and soon the tiny town of Uncertain blows up with the news of Annie and Mig’s innocent friendship.
Betrayal
Matters of the heart are foreign to Mig, and it takes Annie being gutted for him to see the wrong he’s done.
He waits too long, though, and Annie’s heart is broken.
She wants it all, or she wants nothing. She can’t take anymore half-hearted attempts at being just friends.
The heart wants what it wants, and it doesn’t take long for Mig to realize that.
But just when Mig finally has it all in the palm of his hand, his life is ripped to shreds by a new player in the game, and it takes all of Annie’s love and devotion, as well as help from the men of The Uncertain Saint’s MC, to put Mig back together again.

Jack and Coke is a must read for fans of romantic suspense with a whole lot of competent humor mixed in, and a romance that's so real and raw that you can't help but relate to the characters and their struggles.” ~Literary Treasure Chest
“WOW! A totally engrossing, beautiful, hot love story! I have read every book by Ms. Vale and with each book she gets better and better, she has a gift for drawing you in and holding you captive.” ~Guilty Pleasures


You were mine the day you rode into town -Annie
You were mine the day you moved in next door - Mig

Loved it, lots of drama, hot alpha men and sass!!

We all come across someone who will do their best to get what they can't have. This happened with Mig and his wife. I can't believe she did what she did to get Mig. I mean yeah woman do that, just never read it for myself!

Annie the sweetest person on earth gets dragged into her ex-husbands problems. Not your normal every day problems oh no! This guy got in deep and dragged her into it. Innocent woman getting caught up in dirty dealings is what Mig can't stand.

It's like they were made for each other, they just had a detour before they figured it out.



4 stars

This is the second book in the Uncertain Saints series, and can be read as a stand-alone.  I will say, I definitely enjoyed this book better than the first one in the series.

Mig is DEA, tough, street smart, a fighter, and somewhat dumb for all that if you ask me.  He was taken advantage of by his “wife”, who is a real piece of work.  And never seems to be able to truly stand up for himself.

Annie is a down to earth, wacky, smart mouthed individual who has a great big heart.  

They have both been in love with the other for quite some time, but were unable to pursue their attraction.  Now, finally, they are both free to start a relationship and suddenly the two of them find themselves embroiled in some dangerous business, thanks to Mig’s “wife”.  Can they survive the dangers chasing them, and find their way to their happy?

The main plot, the reason why the drug lord wanted to some dirt on Mig, could have been fleshed out a little more.  I would have liked a little more background of why the book was called Jack and Coke other than the brief paragraph at the end.  But, I did catch the inference.  

All in all, the plot kept moving, and was intriguing enough to keep you guessing at what the next move might be.  It was an entertaining read, and suspenseful enough that it kept you turning the pages and reading to the very end.  I’d definitely recommend this book.  I’m waiting for the next one in the series, now that I’m hooked on the men from Uncertain Saints.  Tough guys with hearts of gold.  The kind of man every woman wants to call her own. 






5 Star Review
What a fantastic follow up to Whiskey Neat I was hooked from the first page.
Mig has been tricked into marriage after being drugged by his now pregnant wife, what a nasty woman she is, or was she being pushed by someone else.
Annie is the neighbor that falls for Mig, the thing is, he feels the same way about her but he has a ring on his left finger.
This book follows an MC club where all the members are Police Enforcement good guys, it also follows Mig and Annie's story and I'm not going to give too much of the story away, you really need to read this book that will throw a whole different light on MC clubs.
Mig and Annie are perfect for each other and love each other unconditionally. I loved Annie's sister Tornado Tasha and I can't wait for the book with her and Casten's story.
Well written great read!



“Go get the door for the policemen I can see outside,” I called. “And tell them you have a DEA Agent in your house so they don’t try to shoot me when they enter.”
“I already did,” I heard Annie say as she got closer.
I saw her only a few seconds before she disappeared around the edge of the hallway into the entry way beyond it.
Then the door was unchained, unlocked, and swung open.
Three cops were the next to enter, and I nodded at the one I knew.
“Hey there, Officer Kirkpatrick,” I called to my good friend.
We had drinks every week, sometimes multiple times a week.
I had to do some creative thinking to get away from my wife, and Officer Kirkpatrick, a.k.a. Bullseye, was one of them.
Well, I didn’t do him…but I hung out with him.
Often.
And Bullseye had a hell of a wife that didn’t care if I was over there as much as I was.
“What’s shakin’?” Bullseye asked.
“These two men here decided to break into Annie’s house. I’m just here making sure that they don’t get off with anything valuable,” I answered.
The other officer, Antonio Juarez, I didn’t know very well.
He was new, and hung out with the young’uns instead of us old folks.
Well, I was thirty-four, which wasn’t ‘old’ per se, but it sure as fuck wasn’t young, either.
“What’s that in his hand?” Juarez asked.
I looked down at Howard Ryan’s hand, and narrowed my eyes.
“That’s Annie’s purse,” I answered.
Annie’s ‘purse’ was more of a beach bag, and I didn’t know how the hell she found anything in it.
But I wouldn’t know what to do with her if she didn’t have it with her.
She’d been able to supply me with an ice pack, and a water on two different occasions, so I wasn’t one to complain when it was beneficial to me.
“Well, boys, let’s go for a ride downtown,” Bullseye said, walking behind Howard Ryan and handcuffing him.
Ryan shot me an evil look as he left, promising retribution, and I smiled at him.
Bring it, little boy. You can’t handle this, my look said.
Forty-five minutes later, the cops were leaving with both men in the back of two separate cars, and I was left standing on Annie’s front porch with her next to me.
“Thank you,” she said, looking up at me with all sorts of promises in her eyes.
I touched my fingertips to her cheek and smiled down at her.
God, she was beautiful.
Long, wavy brown hair that went down to her mid back. Beautiful, full lips.
A smokin’ ass.
Light brown skin that was nearly the color of mine.
She wasn’t Italian like me, though.
She was Puerto Rican, and she wouldn’t let anyone call her otherwise.
I’d give anything to be with her but my life, and name, belonged to my wife.
God, if there was any way I could rewind a year, I’d do it in a heartbeat.
I would’ve never invited my now wife, Jennifer, to the club party.
Jennifer was the exact opposite of Annie.
Rude, opinionated, and selfish.
Now she was six months pregnant with my child, and I hated every fucking second of my life.
“You’re welcome,” I said roughly. “I’m gonna have a few men over here in the next few days to install an alarm and make sure nobody can ever do that to you again.”
“Mig, what the ever loving fuck are you doing over there?” My wife screeched.
I winced and slowly dropped my hand, looking over at Jennifer like one would a pile of fish heads and vomit.
Then I turned around when I saw she was dressed in little to nothing.
How not surprising.
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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