"Things are not always as they seem"
Reviewed by Helen Williams
Posted June 23, 2015
Romance | Contemporary | Romance Erotica Sensual
HARD RIDE is the fourth book in the Ready to Ride
Series. You
can read it as a standalone. There are characters in this
story that were first seen in Riding Steele. They both are
books with some interesting but unconventional lifestyles.
Liv finds herself trapped in an alley with some rough
bikers
when she is rescued by someone she has not seen since
college.
Shock comes face to face with the girl who rejected him in
college. Back in college Liv knew him as Devin, the heir
to
his family fortune. Now he is a leather riding biker
member
that looks totally different from the man she knew in
college.
After Shock comes to her rescue again Liv asks Shock for
his
help. Shock agrees to help her provided she agrees to his
stipulations.
Liv is desperate for Shock's help so she agrees, with some
reservations, because of his unconventional stipulations.
Shock never knew why Liv rejected him in college nor does
he
know why she needs his help. All he knows is that he
wants
her and will do whatever it takes to get her. But once he
learns of the reasons for her rejection of him he's ready
to
call off the arrangement, but once Liv gets involved she's
insistent that they continue with the arrangement.
As they continue with their arrangement Shock learns the
real
reason why Liv needed his help. Even though their
arrangement
is for one month Shock wants more. But Liv learns about
Shock's past and don't see how they can ever have a future
together.
Shock and Liv both learn lessons about perceptions and
assumptions.
If this is your first time reading anything by Opal Carew
I
think you will enjoy it. If you enjoyed reading HARD RIDE
then you should also read Riding Steele and get familiar
with
the various characters and their unconventional
lifestyles.
Opal Carew is a great writer with some entertaining
stories.
SUMMARY
In his arms, she's about to take the ride of her life... Liv never expected to find herself trapped in a dark
alley facing a band of rough bikers. And she certainly
never expected to see him again. Back in college when
they dated, he was heir to his family's business empire-
-and their fortune. She expected him to become a
billionaire. Instead, he's a heavily muscled, tattooed
member of a rough biker gang...and just as sinfully sexy
as ever. When Shock sees Liv again, he's ready to pay any price
to have her in his bed and on his bike. Shock has his own
scars to deal with, but he soon learns that Liv is in
desperate need of financial help... though she won't
tell him why. So he offers her a sensual deal: his help
for her complete submission. Can Liv entrust Shock with
her secret? And how can she stop herself from falling for
the hard rider?
ExcerptLiv sipped her drink as she glanced around the bar, her
heartbeat racing. Carl said he would meet her here at
midnight and it was now close to one. She glanced toward
the bar and the big, scary-looking tattooed guy who kept
staring at her.He saw her glancing his way and smiled, then stood up and
started walking toward her table. She turned away, keeping him in her peripheral vision,
hoping he would be discouraged by her lack of interest.
But no such luck. He grabbed one of the empty chairs at
her table and turned it around, then sat down on it
backward. “Hey, babe. You look pretty lonely sitting here all by
yourself.” She turned to face him. His dark, unsettling gaze locked
on her. “A pretty little lady like you shouldn’t be all alone. Me
and my men would be happy to offer our company.” The scraping of other chairs drew her attention as three
other guys sat down. They plunked their half-drunk beer
bottles on the table. “I’m not alone. I’m meeting someone here,” she said. “ Really?” He glanced around. “I don’t see no one.” He
glanced at the burly bearded guy to his left. “Hawg, do
you see anyone?” Hawg shook his head. “No, sir, Crow, I don’t see no one.” Crow leaned close to her, his sour beer breath enough to
make her want to vomit. “I think maybe you’re lyin’ to
us. You bin sittin’ here for near an hour and no one’s
come by.” He scratched his raspy chin and glanced at the
others. “I think maybe the lady thinks she’s too good for
us.” “I think you’re right, Crow,” the tall man who sat across
the table from him said. He had a ring in his nose and a
tattoo along each side of his neck. “Hey, leave the woman alone or I’m callin’ the cops
again.” Liv glanced up thankfully at the bartender, who’d stepped
to her rescue. “Danny, why don’t you just stay out of it. It’s no skin
off your nose if—” “Shut it, Crow,” Danny said, cutting off his words. “If
you don’t want me banning you from here for good, then
get lost. You’re cut off anyway.” Crow scowled, but pushed himself to his feet. “Whatever.” The others followed him to the door and they left. “Look,” Danny the bartender said, “I don’t need you
coming in here, causing trouble with my regulars.” “But I didn’t do anything.” His gaze slid down her body, then back up, and he
harrumphed. “Yeah, right.” Then he turned and walked
away. Anger seethed through her. All she did was sit in a bar
and be female and she was blamed for the actions of those
oafs? She’d long ago realized that life wasn’t fair, but she
hated being reminded of it. She settled the bill and stood up. Shock stared across the bar at the woman sitting alone at
the table. She had big eyes, a small, heart- shaped
mouth, and honey-blonde hair that floated in waves over
her shoulders. “Ah, f**k,” he said as recognition hit him. Wild Card glanced around from his conversation with Magic
and Dom. “What is it?” “I know that woman,” he said. And, as usual, she was
somewhere she shouldn’t be, probably causing all kinds of
trouble. He’d watched as the men approached the single woman
sitting at the table, ready to lurch to her aid. She
clearly hadn’t wanted their attention, but Danny had
stepped in before things had gone too far. If Shock had known it was Liv, though, he would have been
at her side in the blink of an eye. As much as he
resented her rejection in college, it didn’t change the
intense protectiveness he’d always felt for her. She stood up and headed for the door. “Guys, let’s go,” Shock said. “I’m not finished with my beer,” Magic complained. “Now,” Shock said. Magic grumbled, but tipped back his bottle and downed
what was left. So did Wild Card and Dom, then all of them
stood and followed Shock out the back door, to where
their bikes were parked. Once out on the street, which was pretty deserted at this
time of night, Liv started walking down the road. She
wanted to grab a cab, but there were no cars at all on
this road right now. After a few minutes of walking,
heading toward a busier street, she started to get
nervous. It was at times like this she wished she still
had her car, but with the drain on her finances, it was a
luxury she could no longer afford. There were some men hanging out on the corner ahead.
Rough-looking men. Maybe she should go back inside and
have the bartender call her a cab. She turned and started to walk back, but as she got close
to the bar, a few more rough-looking types exited the bar
and started walking toward her. Their gazes locked on
her. Her stomach clenched and a chill quivered through her. Damn Carl for leaving her stranded here. Ordinarily, she
would never come to a place like this, especially alone,
but Carl had insisted the only time he could meet her was
after his shift as a bouncer at a nearby bar. She turned down an alley beside her. She was pretty sure
it led to the next block and she could probably catch a
cab there. Or at least slip into the all-night diner
she’d seen on the way here this evening. But as she walked down the dimly lit alleyway, she
wondered if she’d made a grave mistake. She couldn’t see
very far ahead, but shouldn’t she see streetlights from
the next block? Or headlights of cars driving by? She heard a sound behind her and glanced over her
shoulder as she picked up her pace. Her breath caught at
the shadowy shapes of three men behind her. She lurched
forward and ran smack into a big, solid body. She gasped
as she pushed herself back from a man with a broad,
muscular chest and thick, tattooed arms. Oh, God, the guy from the bar. She gazed up at him, expecting to see the leering face of
the man called Crow, but her eyes widened. In the dim
light of the alley, she couldn’t make out much of his
face, but this tall stranger wasn’t Crow or any of the
men who’d been with him. He grasped her arms and propelled her backward toward the
building, then she felt the brick wall at her back. All
she could see of his face was the steely glint of his
eyes. Her heart pounded. “Do you really think it’s a good idea to be walking
through a dark alley alone at night?” His words came out
low and fierce. Tears threatened at the dire situation she found herself
in, but something about his voice nagged at her. There
was something about it that was . . . familiar. He leaned in closer. “But you always were lacking in
common sense.” Shock vaulted through her. That was it. That voice
unmistakably belonged to— “Devin?”
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