Jenny...
I was a lost girl, a child bride.
Now, to most people I appear to be just an average college student. They would never guess my strange history. But secretly I'm still held down by my past. I cannot bring myself to trust men.
So why do I find myself drawn to the most dangerous one of all?
Oversexed, foul-mouthed and ten years my senior, he should have been my nightmare.
Instead, he's my fantasy....
Deck...
How many women have I ruined?
Hell if there's any point in counting. Only once did I ever do something unforgivable and the consequence crushed my soul. Maybe that's why I remain here, in the barren desert wasteland occupied by the worst of my degenerate family.
This is a prison I've inflicted on myself.
Into my purgatory walks Jenny; feisty, beautiful, but little more than a girl.
No one decent should want a thing to do with me.
I told her that.
She didn't listen.
Note: Fall is a crossover between the Gentry Boys series and the Defiant MC series. Characters from the Gentry Boys as well as the book Promise Me figure prominently. However, Fall was written as a stand-alone and it is not necessary to have read either series. Warning: This book is intended for mature audiences over the age of 18. It contains explicit language, sexual situations, and violence that may be upsetting to some.
5 Falling Stars!
Review by Natasha Gentile
Jenny was on going on Christmas
break with her roommate. Hoping for a
quiet holiday but what she got was just the opposite. She comes from a past where she was a child
bride, a past where she was rescued and is trying her hardest not to let it
catch up with her. No one knows her
history, no one needs to know. Till she
meets him, till he rescues her, willing her to not look back.
A flicker of
movement caught my eye and for the first time I saw that we were being
watched. The man was sitting on his
motorcycle but it didn’t appear that he’d just ridden up a minute ago. He looked like he might have been waiting
outside for a while, perhaps just staring at the snow. He stood up and I could see he was big,
impressively built, covered in leather and complete with tattoos that bled over
his collar and up his neck. He had an
imposing presence that was more than strength; it was plain magnetism and
couldn’t be faked.
Where is this place and how can I
get there? Deck, oh Deck Gentry, you
beautiful creature all wrapped up in leather.
When Deck decides to stop in at a bar off the highway his main focus was
getting a beer and relaxing, he wasn’t interested in anything but that, oh and
maybe getting laid, and let’s be honest after reading the above paragraph the
chances were high, so the last thing he wanted to do was save some damsel in
distress.
He casually
crossed his arms and I got my first real good look at him. I was average height but he was at least a foot
taller. It was difficult to estimate his
age. He couldn’t have been more than
thirty but there was a kind of shrewdness in his expression which led me to
guess he was either more intelligent or more world weary than most men. There was also no way to avoid noticing his
physical appeal. This black-haired man
who had been called Gentry was broad and strong with an intense gaze and a
ridiculously handsome full-lipped face that would rival any movie star’s. His wide shoulders seemed to take up half the
closet-sized room. I resisted the itch to squirm and look away as his dark eyes
conducted a more thorough appraisal. I
had never been comfortable under the scrutiny of men and this one radiated an
immense aw power mixed with sexual energy.
He scared the living hell out of me.
So now he’s saving her, he is doing
what ever gentleman do, except there is one thing Deck isn’t and that's a
gentleman. He doesn’t want any strings,
he doesn’t want any headaches, he wants to be a wham bam thank you ma’am kind of guy. He is perfectly ok being the lone wolf in his
pack. For as long as he can remember he
has always been the one taking care of things, starting early at taking care of his aunt and
trying to make sure his uncle never hurt his cousins. He was always the savior, so he did the
only thing he knows, he tried saving Jenny.
When I opened the
bathroom door and caught sigh of her sitting there at my crappy table, her
hands were clasped in her lap and she looked sad, so terribly sad. I was tempted to hold her, to push the
strands of dark hair from her forehead and take her in my arms. The problem was it wouldn’t end there. I wasn’t capable of letting it end
there. When Jenny realized I was looking
at her she snapped to attention and her face went impassive. I had the impression she did that often, that
she wore masks to hide what she didn’t want people to see.
Isn’t it funny that they say
opposites attract, but some how in this case two people who didn’t seek each
other, found exactly what they weren’t looking for. Jenny didn’t think anyone would want her once
they knew about her past. Deck just
didn’t think he deserved to be loved.
What is
love? Is it waking up beside a man who
occupies most of your thoughts and realizing that you never want to wake up
anywhere else? Some would argue that
wasn’t enough, that years of emotional work is required in to earn the word
‘love’.
So now the question is will he be able to see the real
her? Will she be able to let go of her
past and embrace her future? Will he let her see that in the end he just wants
the love of a good woman? Will she be
the one who will make Deck Gentry finally fall?
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