Thursday, 3 November 2016


Title: Dirty Mother
Series: Uncertain Saint's MC #5 Author: Lani Lynn Vale Genre: MC Romance Release Date: November 3, 2016 Photographer: Furious Cover Model: Robert Simmons
The thing about hitting rock bottom…
Ridley doesn’t think he has anything left to lose, not after the life he’s lived. Then he meets her, Freya Capone, the nurse who saves his life when the last thing he wants is to be saved.
One look at her, and he’s transfixed.
He doesn’t know what drives him to run by her house that night. Intuition. Sixth sense. Whatever it is, his gut screams at him to go, so he goes.
And thank God he does.
There isn’t any farther you can fall…
Freya hits bottom after her brother’s death. Her rock. Her best friend. Her everything. Gone.
She always knew it was a possibility that he might get hurt while on shift, but she never entertains the thought of him dying. Not until it’s too late.
She literally has nothing else to lose. Until she meets him. Ridley Walker. A biker with The Uncertain Saints MC and a local sheriff’s deputy.
The man responsible for taking away her best friend.
But at least you have a solid foundation to build upon…
The last thing Freya wants is to fall in love with the man responsible for her brother’s death. She doesn’t want to care that he is nearly killed. She doesn’t want to have anything to do with him.

Stars: 5 freaking STARS

No surprise that Lani Lynn Vale has written another 5 star book.  Everything she writes turns to gold, I have read every single book that she has released and Dirty Mother is another fantastic book.  This one is about Ridley and Freya.  Ridley is Kitt's brother and Freya is Corey's (worked with Ridley) sister and he was mentioned in Bad Apple, unfortunately this one has some very sad moments along with some happy ones.

Any who back to Dirty Mother review...  Ridley meets Freya when he gets to the hospital after one of Kitts seizures in which Freya is a emergency room nurse who is helping Kitt out.  He likes her but feels guilty since he believes he doesn't deserve to be happy since his wife died, but of course what would be a Lani book without a little self loathing.  They are perfect for each other. 

Of course we get that lovely happy ending, but we get a little roller coaster of a ride to get there. Thankfully Lani writes books with  women who are just as strong as the men.  Thanks for continuing with more of the Uncertain Saints and I hope you continue with more...  I loved how Lani writes about the couples from previous books and intertwines her other series.  So once again another book to add to the long list of MUST reads, go and one click and get to reading.  You don't have to get the other books, but I would recommend that you read them sometime it will be worth the time you spend reading them. But of course this is suppose to be about Dirty Mother so go and get It you will love it, I did and it has been added to my re read it list...

Happy reading and enjoy another fantastically written book by Lani Lynn Vale- Dirty Mother is definitely a must read!!! This book sells its self as does everything she writes, this book as wells as her others don't really need reviews, her name speaks for itself and I know no matter what I will always grab her books and read them.  As usual I highly recommend this book. Happy reading and enjoy!!!

Reviewed by Patti Marden Craft
For Book Loving Fairy Blog 
I listened, wondering where everyone was, when I came to the final hallway that led to the gym.
I came to an abrupt halt when I saw three women crowded around a door, all of them looking in on what was going on on the other side.
“Uhhh,” I said. “What are y’all doing?”
None of them turned, but Lenore, Griffin’s wife, waved me over.
“Come here and see,” she said, holding out her hand for me.
I came, taking her hand, and peered over her shoulder.
My mouth dropped open as I got my first good look at the men in the gym.
No, the fact that nearly all of them were shirtless wasn’t the reason for the flabbergasted look on my face.
Nor was the fact that they all had so much weight on their bars or in their hands
No, it was the fact that nearly all of them were dancing.
To Sexy Back.
Griffin squatted to the beat of the music while Mig did some sort of shimmy with his hips as he did pushups on the ground.
The only one not dancing, out of the whole bunch, was Core, who was busy taping the entire thing from the corner of the room, unbeknownst to everyone else.
Had they known, they probably would’ve been kicking his ass.
But they didn’t know.
They just continued on with what they were doing, oblivious to their audience.
Then Pony came on, and I groaned right along with the rest of the ladies.
It was like Magic Mike, but better.
Much, much better.
Ridley took center stage then, jumping up on the blocks that the men used to do vertical jumps up onto, where he then proceeded to do some raunchy move with his hips that had me all hot and bothered in a matter of seconds.
A big, bad, tattooed biker that had the power to undo me.
“Oh, boy,” Tasha said. “Would you look at that?”
I tore my eyes away from my man to follow where she was pointing, and I started to laugh.
Casten was dipping down low, twisting and bouncing as he curled huge weights that were at least the size of half my body.
That went on like that for four long minutes, and by the time they were finished and laughing, I was fanning myself.
“I think we’re going to be a little late,” I mentioned to the ladies. “I’m needing some…attention.”
Annie, Mig’s woman, tossed me a look over her shoulder that clearly said I wasn’t the only one.
Taking that as my cue, I pushed through the doors.
“I need some time!” I announced to the group as a whole.
All eyes turned to me, but it was my man who was still bouncing on the balls of his feet, all hot and sweaty, his hair and beard slightly damp with his sweat, that had my full attention.
I started to fan myself almost reflexively, and he read me and my needs almost immediately.
He hopped down, walking towards me with a purposeful spring in his step.
He didn’t even bother to speak to me, only bent down slightly once he’d reached me, captured me just under the ass, and carried me out of the room.

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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