Silver Bastard by Joanna Wylde: Review, Promo Post, and Giveaway

Silver Bastard by Joanna Wylde: Review, Promo Post, and GiveawaySilver Bastard by Joanna Wylde
on April 7th, 2015
Genres: Contemporary, Romance
Pages: 448

First in the new Silver Valley series from the New York Timesbestselling author of the Reapers Motorcycle Club Novels 

Fourteen months. For fourteen months, Puck Redhouse sat in a cell and kept his mouth shut, protecting the Silver Bastards MC from their enemies. Then he was free and it was time for his reward—full membership in the club, along with a party to celebrate. That’s when he saw Becca Jones for the first time and set everything in motion. Before the night ended he’d violated his parole and stolen her away from everything she knew.

Five years. It was five years ago that Puck destroyed Becca and saved her all in one night. She’s been terrified of him ever since, but she’s even more terrified of the monsters he still protects her from... But Becca refuses to let fear control her. She’s living her life and moving forward, until she gets a phone call from the past she can't ignore. She has to go back, and there’s only one man she can trust to go with her—the ex-con biker who rescued her once before.

Puck will help her again, but this time it’ll be on his terms. No more lies, no more tears, and no more holding back what he really wants...
This edition only: A new Silver Valley story



Stacia says…

This is the first book in the Silver Valley series and while it is a completely new series that can be read as a standalone, I would suggest reading the Reapers Motorcycle series, as many of the characters in that series are featured and even have important parts in this book.

This book starts five years in the past with Puck Redhouse the newest patch in of the Silver Bastard MC just getting released from prison. At his release party, he meets and is intrigued with Becca Jones, the dark-haired mysterious beauty. Things don’t go exactly as planned and he ends up not only destroying her life, but saving it at the same time.

“Meeting you was the best thing that ever happened to me, Puck. Things were fucked up and wrong, but you saved my life. Do you have any idea where I’d be right now if you hadn’t come to that party?”

Fast forward five years and Becca is going to school and working full time, trying to build a different and better life for herself than the one she grew up in. Puck has always been in the background, protecting and watching over her. But, she has had very little contact with him since that one night so long ago.
Puck has tried to stay away from Becca. He doesn’t think he is good enough for her and doesn’t want to bring more trouble into her life. But, when she finds her past catching up with her, she turns to him and he can’t help but save her once again.

“Yeah. That’s how pathetic things had gotten. I’d actually sat alone in the darkness lusting after a girl like some fucking Robert Pattinson wannabe. At least I smoked instead of sparkled.” 

I love a good biker MC book- this isn’t a secret and of course I love a good book full of alpha males, sexual chemistry, and strong connection. While, I felt like Silver Bastard had some of these qualities, I also felt like it was missing something. There was so much push and pull between Becca and Puck throughout the book that I feel like I have whiplash. Puck was either pushing Becca away, not thinking he was good enough for her or pulling her in ready to claim her. Then Becca was so wishy washy. She wanted Puck and then she didn’t. I feel like some of this back and forth could have been left out. Also, there were a few sex scenes that were anything but sexy; in fact one in particular was downright nasty.

But even with all of this being said, this book held my interest from start to finish and I read it in one sitting and I will read future books in this series and from this author.

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Excerpt

Ignoring him, I settled back on my stool and surveyed the room. We sat in Becca’s section, and what I saw wasn’t making me happy. I knew she was a good waitress, but she’d just started here and it showed. Not only had she fucked up several orders, she didn’t quite seem to get the rhythm of the bar. That wasn’t my problem, though.

My problem was that despite these fuckups, nobody seemed to mind. I had a nasty suspicion this was due to her perky tits, friendly smile, and tight little ass that seriously just needed a bite taken right out of it.

She really, really needed to get a new job—every man in the place wanted her. Including me. Especially me. I hated them. All of them. I shifted uncomfortably, because just like every time I shared a room with her, my pants had gotten tight.

Torture. Becca was just so fucking fine on every level, and not just her looks. There was something about the way she carried herself . . . I couldn’t put my finger on it. Like she was dancing through life to some song nobody else could hear. Never met another woman like her—she wasn’t just sexy, she was a survivor and I admired that.

She’d grown up so much since the first time I’d met her. Bigger boobs, a nice fullness to her ass that was nowhere close to fat but would be perfect to hold tight while I fucked her. Her lips had plumped, too, and over the years she’d gained a sparkle in her eyes that turned her from pretty to 100 percent spectacular.

Not to mention how she’d tasted.

Nearly blew in my pants when I’d taken that mouth. Just the memory got me hard. Make that harder. Fucking basket case.

When I’d pulled up to find her sitting outside with Collins, a thousand murder scenarios ran through my mind. And yeah, I know I covered that already, but if anything ever deserved empha- sis, this was it. Collins needed to die. I didn’t care how nice he was. After that I’d throw Becca on the back of my bike and make a run for the hills . . .

Okay, so there were a few problems with the plan, the top one being she hated me. Or she should—I’d certainly given her cause. Boonie nudged me.

“Did I mention you’re pathetic? You want her, take her. Other- wise let it go because you’re an embarrassment to all men in general and to the Silver Bastards in particular.”

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About Joanna Wylde

Joanna is a freelance writer living in Coeur d’Alene, Idaho. She started writing fiction in 2002, then took a long hiatus to explore other writing opportunities. She returned to fiction in January 2013 with ‘Reaper’s Property’, the first book in the Reapers Motorcycle Club series.