Anne Marsh Mixes Passion With Complication in Ruled

February 7, 2018January 27, 2022 Deanna | OkieDreams

Anne Marsh Mixes Passion With Complication in “Ruled”

Meet the party-planner who hates bikers…and the biker who can’t seem to stay away from her.

ANNE MARSH
Ruled, Harlequin Dare

In Ruled, author Anne Marsh introduces readers to Jaxon “Rev” Brady, a club enforcer for the Hard Riders motorcycle club and Evie Kent, a self-start party planner who wants nothing to do with the biker life. Too bad her own brother has put her smack dab in the middle of it.

Evie is determined to make her business a success and build a better life for herself than the one she and her brother lived with their imprisoned father. Her biker brother seems content to take the same path their father took and Evie has no idea how to fix the trouble he creates for himself–and by extension, her.

Rev joined the Hard Riders MC after a stint in the military as a Navy SEAL. He and his brothers work to keep their territory safe from drugs and illegal arms dealing, but other bikers from other clubs don’t make that easy. Which is how he meets Evie and why he vows to keep her safe from harm.

Hot Chemistry and Down and Dirty Love Scenes

I really enjoyed Evie and Rev’s story. They had some great chemistry, some hot love scenes, and enough trouble to keep them in trouble with each other. Which I loved, though there were a few scenes toward the end where I wanted to kick Rev’s tush on poor Evie’s behalf. Not that Evie didn’t give as good as she got because she did, and I loved that about her character. I love that she could appear innocent and yet hold a strong, sassy, stubborn streak a mild wide.

Written in first person point of view, Marsh did a fantastic job of making the characters both engaging and interesting. And while there were parts of the story that felt a little rushed and lacking in depth for me personally, there were other parts that were hot as heck and twice as dirty.

Fast-paced, intriguing, and engaging, Anne Marsh’s Ruled is a book I started and finished in one sitting. I enjoyed discovering how Evie and Rev went from “friends” to lovers, and how their differences in opinion about bikers complicated the relationship they were building together.

Great story. Great characters. Hot love scenes. I liked this read a lot!

ABOUT RULED

RULED
Harlequin DARE
Hard Riders MC
169 Pages
February 1, 2018

The Rebel vs. The Princess

Complete opposites who share the same burning passion!

Jaxon Brady of the Hard Riders MC has sworn to protect Evie Kent from a rival gang. His hard muscles and black leather motorcycle boots are a sharp contrast to the girlie dresses Evie wears for her successful party-planning business. Their instant attraction is magnetic, and their lust keeps them glued to each other’s side…but is it a dangerous distraction.

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Excerpt

I have to be more cautious. From the rising volume of the squeals emanating from the backyard, cake consumption has concluded and the party will be wrapping up as the sugar highs hit, the early departers fleeing past my RV parked out front. Spotting the princess in an R-rated embrace with a biker would be bad for my business. You can’t be a dirty girl and host children’s birthday parties for a living. The moms will kill you. Fortunately, the moms aren’t mind readers. I’m only a party-perfect princess on the outside. Riding anywhere with Rev would be career suicide.

My bad voice promptly weighs in. But only if you get caught.

“I don’t do bikers.”

Something flashes across Rev’s face. “You don’t get hurt on my watch. I promise.”

“You’re not an ax murderer?”

He reaches into his pocket and pulls out the wallet attached to his belt by a silver chain. Silently, he flips it open and holds it out so I can read his driver’s license. There’s a military ID underneath it, too, the kind of card that gets you into Nellis Air Force Base.

“Your name isn’t Rev.” According to the State of Nevada’s laminated plastic, he’s one Jaxon Brady.

“Road name,” he says tersely.

I examine the license again. He’s also turning thirty-three in four weeks. I bet he won’t be booking a celebratory princess party.

“Wow.” I hand back his wallet. “Former navy?”

He nods, as if it’s no big deal. “SEAL. You’d be safe with me.”

He’s not big on talking. Or negotiating, asking, or sweet-talking. I’ve always trusted my instincts, though, and right now they’re on board with Rev Brady. Completely, totally, 100 percent in favor of getting on this man’s bike and riding off with him. Somewhere. Wherever he wants to go. He’s big and strong and tempting. He’s fought for our country and kept everyone safe.

How bad can he be?

The little voice in my head pipes right up. How bad do you want him to be?

That voice needs a gag.

“Think about it,” he says and then he turns and saunters toward his bike. I stand there, watching his ass the whole way, and wondering why I don’t mind his attitude. He’s scary as shit. He’s not Mr. White Picket Fence and he’s not promising happily ever after, but the man has a fantastic butt and I’m lonely. That’s all it is. I need to get out more, need to make a point of seeing someone.

Someone else.

Anyone else. There are absolutely, positively no bikers anywhere in my future.

ABOUT ANNE MARSH

After ten years of graduate school and too many degrees, Anne Marsh escaped to become a technical writer. When not planted firmly in front of the laptop translating Engineer into English, Anne enjoys gardening, running (even if it’s just to the 7-11 for slurpees), and reading books curled up with her kids. The best part of writing romance, however, is finally being able to answer the question: “So… what do you do with a PhD in Slavic Languages and Literatures?”

She lives in Northern California with her husband, two kids and four cats. You can visit her online at www.anne-marsh.com.