"Young Women Afriad of Love, finds it's in the thing that scares her the most."
Reviewed by Sarah Horwath
Posted September 25, 2013
In BIKERS AND PEARLS April Church is deadly afraid of bikers
because of what happen to her father and her many years ago,
Bullworth Clayton is a biker and wants to help April see
that not all bikers are bad. April and Bullworth are thrown
together for a charity event for a sick little boy, can
April and Bullworth get past thier demons and find love
where it hardly exists?
I really enjoyed this story, in the very beginning you don't
know exactly what had happened to April and her father when
she was very little but as the story progresses you get to
learn about her father hitting a guy on a motorcycle. I
loved being able to see deep in April's fear it really stood
out and made me understand what she was really feeling all
the time. This book totally surprised me, I expected this
book to be about a big bad biker and a shy little lady but
it wasn't like that at all and I'm very happy that BIKERS
AND PEARLS was
able to surprise me so much.
I really loved the character of Bullworth, he was so helpful
and loving and really tried to show April that he wasn't
like any other man or biker. He really tried to show her
just how much he loved her and would do anything to prove it
The story line for BIKERS AND PEARLS is very
romantic. I believe everybody will love this
book, even if you don't read a lot of biker or romance books
this book will surprise you and take your emotions for a
BIKERS AND PEARLS is such a heartwarming, hot, fun,
great read and I really loved it. I can't wait to see what
else the author has cooked up for the rest of this series.
Who said tempting a sweet Southern belle would be easy?
When rebel biker Bullworth Clayton gets tangled up with
pastel-and-pearls-clad April Church, sparks fly. Sure, April
would clearly rather work with anyone else, but if teaming
up with Bull means a successful charity event for a sick
little boy they both care about, then so be it.
April is baffled at how drawn she is to the leather-wearing,
tattooed Bullâ€”he just doesnâ€™t fit with her simple, safe,
country-club life. And as much as the handsomely rugged man
tempts her, she still canâ€™t shake the images of the tragic
motorcycle accident from her past, which left her scarred
and her father broken.
Bull tempts her to don a pair of leather pants and go for a
ride with him, while April desperately tries to resist her
attraction to the wild side and keep her exploits hidden
from her small town. Will they be able to navigate their
differences and find a middle road to love?
ExcerptApril backed up against the wall to better hide the crooked
chrome she held. Of all the stupid things that could happen.
With her free hand, she brushed at the pleats on her skirt
to straighten them. Then she switched the mirror into her
right hand and smoothed out the other side. Everything was
â€śWhat do you have there?â€ť inquired a low, masculine voice
from above her head.
She snapped to attention like she was about to undergo a
A handsome, muscular man in a black bomber jacket towered
above her, larger than life. His shoulder-length hair was
pulled back into a neat ponytail. Golden streaks highlighted
his nut-brown mane. His indigo-colored eyes perused her
face. â€śIs something wrong?â€ť
She twisted the strand of pearls that draped from her neck
between her fingers with her free hand. â€śNo. Everythingâ€™s
fine,â€ť she said. It would be as soon as she could meet up
with Mr. Morrow or some of the other members from the civic
â€śThen what are you hiding behind your back?â€ť
He had seen. Oh, no. He had seen.
â€śJust a little mishap. Iâ€™m going to take care of it.â€ť
â€śYou ride?â€ť The left corner of his mouth curled up. â€śIn a
â€śNo.â€ť She hoped her voice didnâ€™t sound strained. â€śNo, Iâ€™ve
never ridden on a motorcycle before,â€ť she said calmly.
He narrowed his eyes. â€śThen why are you walking around with
a Harley dome billit mirror?â€ť
That was a good question. Why was she? She held out the
broken piece of the bike in front of her. â€śI donâ€™t know how
it happened. I was opening my car door, and thenâ€”â€ť
He took it from her, examined it, and gave it back. â€śLet me
guess. It just fell.â€ť He tilted his head, exposing a strong,
angular jawline. â€śAll by itself.â€ť
â€śThatâ€™s right. It really did happen that way. Exactly.â€ť He
probably didnâ€™t believe a word she said. And she couldnâ€™t
blame him. She heard unlikely stories like hers from
claimants at the insurance company all the time.
â€śAhhh, I see. Sure it did,â€ť he said. But the left side of
his grin inched upward againâ€¦â€ť
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