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Blurb:

In my world, there is no such thing as love. It is just a lie we whisper into our client’s ear. Love is foreign and hazardous. What I did not expect was to bare my soul to a man who is as egotistical as he is dangerous.

His name is Landon. Despite his blackened soul, he tried to save me, but what he didn’t expect was my torturous fate to catch up with me.

To your father, I’m the escort.

To your mother, I’m the whore.

To the legal system, I’m the prostitute.

In the end, I’m just the other woman.

I have no idea if I will continue to survive, if I will ever find my path aside from the gritty streets I know so well. There is a good chance I will wind up in the ditch like most women in my position. Surrendering to my fate is the only choice I have. I must relinquish it all.

Quote: “It’s all about acting, really. Make the trick feel like a king.”

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MN Forgy’s latest book ‘Bloodlines’ is now available! Get your copy today

Bloodlines, an all new Standalone MC Romance by M.N. Forgy is NOW AVAILABLE!

I’m Mac, the Intel guy of the Sin City Outlaws motorcycle club. When it comes to technology, there’s no reading between the lines or emotions to decipher. I prefer two interactions with people. I either fuck them or kill them. There’s no confusion between a woman gasping when I thrust into her, or someone gasping for their last breath of air while I squeeze their neck.

Then Simone Ray walks into my life with sad brown eyes, beautiful lips, and pregnant with a child that could possibly share the same bloodline of a fallen brother’s.
I’m the last person that should play daddy. I’m a biker and am no role model, but being with a woman who is anything but basic and far from a club chick, stirs a wind of chaos that I can’t escape.

I was ordered to protect her…

Falling in love with a woman and a child that’s not even mine was the last thing I saw happening.

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About M.N. Forgy

M.N. Forgy was raised in Missouri where she still lives with her family. She’s a soccer mom by day and a saucy writer by night. M.N. Forgy started writing at a young age but never took it seriously until years later, as a stay-at-home mom, she opened her laptop and started writing again. As a role model for her children, she felt she couldn’t live with the “what if” anymore and finally took a chance on her character’s story. So, with her glass of wine in hand and a stray Barbie sharing her seat, she continues to create and please her fans.

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Simone meets Mac in ‘Bloodlines’ excerpt by MN Forgy

Bloodlines, an all new Standalone MC Romance by M.N. Forgy is coming April 18th!

I’m Mac, the Intel guy of the Sin City Outlaws motorcycle club. When it comes to technology, there’s no reading between the lines or emotions to decipher. I prefer two interactions with people. I either fuck them or kill them. There’s no confusion between a woman gasping when I thrust into her, or someone gasping for their last breath of air while I squeeze their neck.

Then Simone Ray walks into my life with sad brown eyes, beautiful lips, and pregnant with a child that could possibly share the same bloodline of a fallen brother’s.
I’m the last person that should play daddy. I’m a biker and am no role model, but being with a woman who is anything but basic and far from a club chick, stirs a wind of chaos that I can’t escape.

I was ordered to protect her…

Falling in love with a woman and a child that’s not even mine was the last thing I saw happening.

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EXCERPT

“Hello?”

Nothing.

Scooting to the side of the bed, I grab an ashtray off the nightstand and waddle to the doorway. There are condiments out of the fridge sitting on the counter, but I still don’t see anyone. Well, if they’re making something to eat they obviously aren’t here to hurt me.

I take a step out, my eyes bouncing all over the room for who might be in here with me. Maybe it’s Jillian again.

“You want one?”

I scream, swinging the ashtray behind me. It thumping as I make contact with the intruder.

“Fucking hell!” A man bends over, grabbing his forehead where I hit him. Gasping, I take a few steps back and drop the ashtray to the floor.

Hissing, he stands up. His blondish colored hair falls in his eyes, intricate tattoos swirl along his arms, and that jaw of his could cut glass.

“You crazy ass bitch!” My eyebrows draw inward at his tone of voice. Our eyes lock for a few seconds before slowly trailing up and down one another. His eyes are the lightest brown I’ve ever seen with a hint of green mixed within. Like a sturdy tree standing in an emerald forest.

He’s taller than me, skin tanned, and holds a softness to his face, but there’s a sharp edge there too. It’s as if Kane and Gatz were mixed into one and made this man.

He glares, pulling his hand away from the bump forming on his forehead.

“Are you insane? My water could have broken sneaking up on me like that!” Instinctively, I place my palm on my belly. “Who are you? What are you doing in here?”

Ignoring my questions, he walks back to the counter where the lettuce and bread were left out.

“My name is Mac, and I’m the fucking babysitter.” His eyes slowly rise to mine, a chiseled smile crossing his smug face as he lifts his chin with more confidence than I can handle looking directly at.

“I don’t need a babysitter,” I sass.

“I’m here for that, not you.” He points to my pregnant belly, his silver chain-looking bracelet sliding around his wrist. I shift on my back foot, and sigh. Over the past few months, death has not scared me but losing my child has. For Gatz’s club to be here and help protect a fetus that might not even be their own. That stands for something.

“My name is Simone—”

“I know who you are. The chick that got pregnant by two men, from two different clubs.” The coldness in his voice drips like ice. “Are you a biker hopper?” His tone casual as if we’re discussing a movie we just saw.

“A what?” I snap, not familiar with the terminology.

“You know, like a mattress hopper, only you’re jumping from biker dick to biker dick.” He waves around a mayonnaise covered butter knife.

My jaw drops. “That’s not who I am—”

“Are you a prostitute or something then?” His tone serious. My face burns with anger, and the urge to hit him in the head with the ashtray again flares.

“You’re a fucking asshole, you know that?”

He smirks, and I can tell I’m in deep shit with this guy.

About M.N. Forgy

M.N. Forgy was raised in Missouri where she still lives with her family. She’s a soccer mom by day and a saucy writer by night. M.N. Forgy started writing at a young age but never took it seriously until years later, as a stay-at-home mom, she opened her laptop and started writing again. As a role model for her children, she felt she couldn’t live with the “what if” anymore and finally took a chance on her character’s story. So, with her glass of wine in hand and a stray Barbie sharing her seat, she continues to create and please her fans.

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Read Jillian and Zeek’s first Christmas together in ‘Recourse’ by M.N. Forgy

Did you love Zeek and Jillian from the Sin City Outlaws MC series? Now you get to see a glimpse of your favorite characters and their dysfunctional Christmas!

Blurb:

Naughty or nice, it seems to be the way Zeek and I live our relationship. I’m the sheriff, and he’s the outlaw of a major biker gang.

I have to pick a side this Christmas. Do I honor my badge like I was born to do, or do I cross my line of blue and my man home for Christmas


Review

I absolutely love it when authors make novellas for characters that I love. Especially when they circle around the holidays. It allows us readers an inside peak to their HEA after the story had ended and gives us another fix to our addiction to the story.

In this story we meet back up with Jillian and Zeek as they try and tread the waters of their relationship while being on different sides of the law. We still get that back and forth that we fell in love with in their book while getting back to that spicy encounters that I know that I loved the most from the story. Jillian is still stubborn and Zeek still struggles with the space he wants to give her while also trying to be the leader of his club.

It’s a quick novella that is filled with scenes that I love from MN Forgy and these characters. There is no real big story here. Just a small look into the lives of Jillian and Zeek but I love it because I had missed these characters in the books that had followed.

Rating: A


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M.N. Forgy was raised in Missouri where she still lives with her family. She’s a soccer mom by day and a saucy writer by night. M.N. Forgy started writing at a young age but never took it seriously until years later, as a stay-at-home mom, she opened her laptop and started writing again. As a role model for her children, she felt she couldn’t live with the “what if” anymore and finally took a chance on her character’s story. So, with her glass of wine in hand and a stray Barbie sharing her seat, she continues to create and please her fans.

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Harley tries to make a name for herself in the club in ‘Free Ride’ by MN Forgy

M.N. Forgy brings us a unique romance featuring a Motorcycle Club princess with a Split Personality Disorder and

one man’s unconditional devotion to her..

FREE RIDE IS NOW LIVE!

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Review

Hands down this is the best book that I have read from MN Forgy. The story is gritty, dark, romantic, funny, and suspenseful all at the same time. Benjamin and Harley have been best friends since she was 10 years old and she was saved from her mother. This is the romance part of the story. While he loves his biker gang, he loves Harley more and doesn’t care how long it takes for her to admit that she loves him.

Harley has got some bits and pieces going on. There is a big twist right at the beginning of the story that Forgy wants you to figure out because it shapes the whole story. There is a back and forth that shapes and forms the whole plot and keeps you enraptured from start to finish.

The end of the story is gripping and harrowing as Harley tries to find her place in the biker gang. Once I got to about 15% of the story I couldn’t put it down. I couldn’t wait to see how it ended and Forgy did not disappoint. Benjamin swoons you from the first page because he is that alpha male that we love from a biker but at the same time, he is a romantic at heart. What I like to call the perfect combo.

The story is like I said before the best one that I have read from Forgy. She takes all those elements that I love from her other stories and combining it all into one. I wish I could go into more detail about why I love this story but I can’t because it would give away the spoilers. So I’ll just leave you with this. You won’t regret reading this book.

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More about FREE RIDE

I’m crazy, deranged, and psychotic. I’m out of my mind and my life isn’t even mine half the time. Having Dissociative Identity Disorder, it’s an accurate assumption.

Born an MC brat, my only dream is to wear the colors of my father’s club, The Shadow Keepers. To feel the weight of the warm leather press across my back, and to be a part of something with purpose.

It wasn’t until the last drop of blood dripped from my fingertips and the gun smoke faded into the night sky that I realized what was really important to me.

Him.

In a blink of an eye, I lost it all. I lost him.

There’s no such thing as a Free Ride in life, and our story is an example of that.

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Excerpt from free ride by

M.n. forgy

A large callused hand grasps the nape of my neck, the familiar smell of leather, weed, and whiskey wafting around me. That smell should be put in a candle, it’d sell a shit load the way it eases the anxiety in one’s chest.

A hard, warm body presses up against my back, and my eyes nearly roll into the back of my head.

“Benji.” The name falls from my tongue like a moan midst ecstasy. He feels so good against my body, my mind nearly loses its reality.

His lips brush against my ear. His hands slowly, lazily, slip down the back of my jeans, and his fingers brush against my sex. Tingles of pleasure surround my wetness, the notion to forget what is right and wrong nearly a breath in the wind with his hands on me.

“I want to bite this ass, trail my tongue down your supple cheeks until I dive my tongue deep inside this hot cunt of yours,” he mutters.

I grit my teeth with temptation. I want to wrap my legs around his neck while he licks every drop of my wetness. My body clenching around his tongue as I release what I’ve been denying myself into his mouth. I want to let him mouth fuck me into another world where it’s just him and I… but that would be selfish of me. A fucking mess.

I could lose him.

I grab him by the wrist and pull his hand out from my bottoms, his finger leaving a trail of wetness behind it.

“You can’t say my name like that, and deny me that tight ass, Harley.” He growls into the back of my ear.

“We can’t do this, you know that.” I clear my throat and shake my head.

There’s no denying that Benji is a catch. Tall, dangerous, and smoldering eyes that make you want to throw the idea of wearing panties into a fire.

But, I’m not capable of having a traditional relationship. I’m not saying that to be that teasing bitch everyone knows. I’m just the kind of girl that doesn’t get to experience the glamorous kind of love. No, my heart comes with a little bloodshed and a shot of insanity on the side. That’s the biker’s way of life, after all, and that alone makes me bad at this thing called love. I can’t promise I won’t break his heart. If I did lose him as my best friend, it’d be the first thing I’d never forgive myself for. Even if I did tease him, you couldn’t blame me. Benjamin Daxton is the sexiest man in this club.

Author Information

M.N. Forgy was raised in Missouri where she still lives with her family. She’s a soccer mom by day and a saucy writer by night. M.N. Forgy started writing at a young age but never took it seriously until years later, as a stay-at-home mom, she opened her laptop and started writing again. As a role model for her children, she felt she couldn’t live with the “what if” anymore and finally took a chance on her character’s story. So, with her glass of wine in hand and a stray Barbie sharing her seat, she continues to create and please her fans.

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There is no such thing as a ‘Free Ride’ on the cover for M.N. Forgy’s new book

Free Ride releases on November 15th

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Blurb

I’m crazy, deranged, and psychotic. I’m out of my mind and my life isn’t even mine half the time. Having Dissociative Identity Disorder, it’s an accurate assumption.

Born an MC brat, my only dream is to wear the colors of my father’s club, The Shadow Keepers. To feel the weight of the warm leather press across my back, and to be a part of something with purpose.

It wasn’t until the last drop of blood dripped from my fingertips and the gun smoke faded into the night sky that I realized what was really important to me.

Him.

In a blink of an eye, I lost it all. I lost him.

There’s no such thing as a Free Ride in life, and our story is an example of that.

About the Author

M.N. Forgy was raised in Missouri where she still lives with her family. She’s a soccer mom by day and a saucy writer by night. M.N. Forgy started writing at a young age but never took it seriously until years later, as a stay-at-home mom, she opened her laptop and started writing again. As a role model for her children, she felt she couldn’t live with the “what if” anymore and finally took a chance on her character’s story. So, with her glass of wine in hand and a stray Barbie sharing her seat, she continues to create and please her fans.

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Machete meets his match in ‘Illicit’ by MN Forgy


Full Blurb

I’m an animal, a member of the Sin City Outlaws motorcycle club that isn’t capable of human compassion. So I’ve been told anyway.

Raven is my club’s prisoner. I’ve been ordered to break her. It should be easy given my violent history. But being this close to a woman—this woman—for the first time in a long time, is like sharing company with the demon Lilith herself.

She’s my perfect toy. Filled with a dark rage. Blessed with perfected beauty. Sinfully sweet and wickedly divine. Everything about her solicits the demons inside me

I want to hear her screams. I want those big, dark eyes looking up at me—silently begging me for mercy. I want to be her heaven…and her hell.

My desire for her is forbidden. My infatuation is illicit. I’m betraying my club.

And if the wage of my sin is death, then this woman is going to get me killed.

Review

Where to begin with this book…

It’s a cat and mouse game between Raven and Machete as Machete tries to find out where Cross is while trying to keep his unexplained feelings for Raven at bay. Raven is not someone who can be broken and she won’t just give up Cross without a fight. She has a plan and it doesn’t involve falling in love with Machete.

The book does go into the world of BDSM and a little of the slave/master part of it, but the confusing part is you don’t know who is the master and who is the slave. Of course Machete wants to be the master but he falls at Raven’s feet so often it makes you wonder if really Raven is the master here. I love the dynamic of their relationship and wondering who is what at any given time.

There is death in the story (because obviously it’s a MC book) but it doesn’t have as much as the other books did. But the few deaths are gruesome and dark in their own and certainly offset the body count. Especially that death at the end, oh boy was that graphic. So be prepared for that.

The story is gritty, heart wrenching, and beautiful all at the same time. It shows that anybody can find love even when they least expect it in the last place they expect it. We have seen that time and time again in this series and it carries on with Machete.

Rating: B 

EXCERPT

“Kill me?” she whispers, her fingertips caressing my cheek. I want to push my body onto her, and feel her warmth against my skin one more time before I take her life and her body cools. I’m going to enjoy her. She’s dark and twisted.
I smile and bend down to get closer to her. Running my hand through her soft black hair I pet her, brushing her loose hairs away from her face. Fuck, I’m excited to play with her, hear her scream and watch her fear me. To quickly kill someone as pretty and smart as her would be a goddamn waste. Like breaking a toy before you got a chance to play with it, this needs to be done slowly.

“Oh no sweetheart, the fun is just about to start,” I threaten in a low whisper.

Something dark passes over her face, but she doesn’t break eye contact. It’s almost as if she sobers completely.

Suddenly a foot strikes me in the chest and I sail into the side of the van.


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M.N. Forgy was raised in Missouri where she still lives with her family. She’s a soccer mom by day and a saucy writer by night. M.N. Forgy started writing at a young age but never took it seriously until years later, as a stay-at-home mom, she opened her laptop and started writing again. As a role model for her children, she felt she couldn’t live with the “what if” anymore and finally took a chance on her character’s story. So, with her glass of wine in hand and a stray Barbie sharing her seat, she continues to create and please her fans.

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