Rage / Skye (Manchester Chapter Untamed Sons MC)- by Jessica Ames

Rage / Skye (Manchester Chapter Untamed Sons MC 6 & 7)- by Jessica Ames-reviews

RAGE
(Manchester Chapter: Untamed Sons MC 6)
by Jessica Ames
Genre: adult, contemporary, erotic, MC, romance

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ABOUT THE BOOK: Release Date November 10, 2023

Rage

Getting sent to Manchester feels like a punishment. I’m the new kid in the club and trying to prove to my brothers that I’m worthy of their loyalty comes at a cost. As the war with the Pioneers heats up, lines are crossed to survive. Everything is going to plan until a chance encounter puts her in my path.

Skye

Growing up I knew my father was deadly, but when he drags my childhood friend into his war with a motorcycle club, I know I need to escape before it’s too late for me. A nameless stranger in a bar catches me at a weak moment. He’s gorgeous, and I’m instantly drawn to him, but it’s an encounter with devastating consequences. Two lines on a pregnancy test are bad enough, but then I discover his identity and I realise how much danger I’m truly in.This is the first part of a duet for Rage and Skye’s story. It ends on a cliffhanger and the story will continue in the next book in the series.

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REVIEW: RAGE is the sixth instalment in Jessica Ames’s contemporary, adult MANCHESTER CHAPTER: UNTAMED SONS MC dark, erotic, MC romance. This is part one of nineteen year old, Beau aka Rage, and eighteen year old, Skye Richardson’s story. RAGE can be read as a stand alone without any difficulty. Any important information from the previous story lines is revealed where necessary

NOTE: Due to the nature of the story line premise there may be triggers for more sensitive readers.

Told from dual first person perspectives (Rage and Skye) RAGE follows in the wake of one of their own seeking revenge against the group known as the Pioneers. With a target on their backs, Rage, a member of the Manchester Chapter of the Untamed Sons MC is sent on a job where he will meet a young woman, and six weeks later, will come face to face with his future in the guise of a pregnant Skye Richardson but all is not well in the lives of the Untamed Sons MC, and the ongoing war with the Pioneers is about to come home. As their brother continues his rampage and obsession with revenge, the possibility of a dark betrayal is about to threaten Rage and the woman he will call his own. What ensues is the ongoing to search for one of their own, as the club must deal with a perceived betrayal at home, and a murderous rampage from all sides.

The world building follows two intersecting paths. Skye Richardson is a crime lord’s daughter but is not totally unaware of the business of which her father partakes but saying that Skye will discover betrayal comes at a cost, and her live is about to become a lot more complicated. Meanwhile, Rage, whose earlier years have moulded our anti-hero into the killing machine he is today, a killer who has earned his name in the wake of his need to protect the people he loves.

The relationship between Skye and Rage is that of a one-night stand. Rage was on assignment, and Skye was nothing more than a one-night stand. Skye Richardson was on the run from her father, and with her best friend by her side, our heroine would discover the true meaning of betrayal and a knife to the back. The lone $ex scene is fast and furious.

The numerous secondary and supporting characters are familiar, desperate and dynamic including several members from both the Birmingham and Manchester Untamed Sons MC, as well as the introduction of Skye’s father Desmond Richardson, Skye’s best friends Tommy and Scarlett. The requisite evil has many faces.

RAGE is a story of power and control, betrayal and vengeance, murder and retribution, madness and mayhem, acceptance and love. The fast paced, character driven premise is gritty, intense and dramatic; the characters are determined and broken; the romance is non-existent as our couple have only spent a few minutes together. RAGE ends on a cliff hanger-you have been warned

Reading Order and Previous Reviews
Howler
Blackjack
Terror
Brewer
Hawk

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SKYE
Manchest Chapter: Untamed Sons 7
by Jessica Ames
Genre: adult, contemporary, dark, erotic, MC romance

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Release Date December 8, 2023

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Skye

Pregnant and in the hands of my enemies, I have no choice but to hope the father of my baby will protect me. I should have known that nothing in my life is ever simple. Rage is furious when he learns the truth about who I really am and his club isn’t prepared to let me go. I am a prisoner in place I thought could offer me safety, with a man who makes me want things I shouldn’t and there is no escape for me.

Rage

I messed up. I put a baby in the daughter of the man who is trying to wipe out my brothers and my club. I’m torn between throttling her and sinking into her warmth. All I know is that while she’s carrying my kid, no one is going to harm a hair on her head, but protecting her will not be an easy task. Skye is a target for both sides of this war, and the danger is closing in. The feelings I have for her are wrong, but she’s mine and I will destroy anyone who tries to harm her or my child.

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REVIEW:SKYE is the seventh instalment in Jessica Ames’ contemporary, adult MANCHESTER CHAPTER: UNTAMED SONS MC dark, erotic, MC series, and part two in the Skye and Rage duet. This is the continuing story of nineteen year old, Rage aka Beau, and eighteen year old, Skye Richardson’s story line. SKYE should not be read as a stand alone as it picks up after the events and cliff hanger of book six RAGE.

NOTE: Due to the nature of the story line premise, there WILL BE triggers for more sensitive readers.

Told from dual first person perspectives (Rage and Skye) and one chapter from Terror, SKYE follows in the aftermath of the arrival of Skye Richardson at the Manchester Chapter: Untamed Sons MC club house. Skye is pregnant following a one-night stand with Rage, but the Untamed Sons are at war with the group known as the Pioneers, and Skye will be targeted by both sides. Skye is an unknown but her connections to the Pioneers threatens the peace and survival of every member of the MC, and our heroine is about to become fodder in a war not of her making. Meanwhile, Rage struggles with his place within the Untamed Sons MC, always feeling like a temporary member, not wanted or belonging. When Skye is targeted by more than one potential threat, her life hangs in the balance, as does the life of their unborn child. What ensues is the building relationship between Rage and Skye, and the potential fall-out as our couple struggle to keep everything under control.

The world building follows several interconnected pathways: one of revenge, one of betrayal, one of obsession and one of growing love. Skye will become the target of more than one enemy, enemies that were once considered family and friends. As Skye and Rage’s relationship begins to build, their shot at a happily ever after will be stolen, and the lives threatened.

The relationship between Skye and Rage began as a one-night stand. Imprisoned by her father, betrayed by her two best friends, Skye escapes to discover that Untamed Sons MC considers her a plant, a mole to take them down. Falling in love with Skye meant making himself vulnerable to a broken heart but watching the woman he loved destroyed by the people she once trusted meant destroying the people who hurt her the most. The $ex scenes are aggressive, intimate and intense.

There is a large ensemble cast of colorful, dangerous and dynamic secondary and supporting characters. Friends will become enemies, members will take sides, lives will be threatened in the name of control.

SKYE is a dark and gritty story of madness, revenge, betrayal and love. The premise is dramatic and intense; the romance is provocative; the characters are broken, desperate, determined and charismatic.

Please note the TW, some scenes may be upsetting.

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Reviewed by Sandy

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Rage (Kindred: The Fated 1) by Donna Grant-Review & Excerpt

Rage (Kindred: The Fated 1) by Donna Grant-a Review & Excerpt

 

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Elin feels as if she’s been in the fight of her life forever. She lost her mother to prejudice and misunderstanding and her sister to the Coven, not to mention her home and the freedom to use her magic without consequence. But she finally feels as if she has found a place to at least rest—that is if she can remain hidden.

When a mysterious illness befalls his clan, taking many lives, Rob Mackenzie finally goes to check on the person squatting in the cottage on his family’s land. He hopes to find help. He doesn’t expect the most enchanting and enigmatic woman he’s ever seen or the way she makes him feel—the passions she rouses. But it’s clear she has secrets, and earning her trust may be the toughest battle of his life.

When the truth comes to light that a witch has been targeting the Mackenzie clan, Elin can’t remain sequestered. She knows she can help, and some things are more important—especially when they include saving the man she has quickly come to love. But it means revealing her secret to him and those who have hunted her kind for eons. Those who see anything they don’t understand as evil. Still, Elin hasn’t been able to safeguard those she’s loved in the past. She has to at least try to save Rob and his family.

Even if it means her end.

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REVIEW: RAGE is the first instalment in Donna Grant’s adult KINDRED: THE FATED erotic, historical, paranormal / fantasy romance series set in the author’s World of the Kindred. This is witch Elin, and Highlander Rob MacKenzie.

Told from dual third person perspectives (Elin and Rob) RAGE follows the building relationship and romance between Elin, a powerful witch, and Highlander Rob MacKenzie. The MacKenzie Clan has been cursed, and Rob’s extended family is quickly dying. Discovering someone living in the cottage on his family’s land, Rob will come face to face with his future in the guise of Elin, a young woman who is about to save the lives of the people he loves but Elin is not as she appears to be, Elin is a witch, in hiding and on the run from the people hunting her down.When Elin discovers the truth behind the ‘curse’ against the MacKenzie Clan, Elin must reveal her existence for the world to see. What ensues is the building romance and relationship between Elin and Rob, and the potential fall-out as Elin must face down another witch who is unable to control her powers.

The relationship between Elin and Rob begins trepidatiously. Elin is in hiding and wants nothing to do with our story line hero.Fearing for her life, Elin goes on the run hoping for some direction from the powers in her life. The $ex scenes are intimate and passionate without the use of over the top sexually graphic language and text.

We are introduced to Rob’s brother and clan laird Donald, as well as Asrail, a tree nymph that gives our heroine help and advise, and Marcia, a young witch promised to our story line hero.

RAGE is a story of power and magic, betrayal and vengeance, secrets and lies, love and understanding. The fast paced premise is intriguing and captivating; the romance is seductive; the characters are magical, mysterious and determined.

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Reviewed by Sandy

 

 

Elin inhaled deeply as she lifted her face to the morning sun. She smiled and looked around at the glen. She had attempted to make other places her home before she found this one, but none had worked out. She felt a soft pang in her heart when she thought of the island she had found before. She had loved it there, but her past had caught up with her all too soon.
Now, Elin was nestled deep in the Scottish Highlands, far from anyone. It was a full day’s walk to the nearest village and castle, and she kept far from it. Everything she needed was around her. She’d made sure of that.
She looked down at the bow in her hand and smiled ruefully. The first time she had tried to fire the weapon, it had been disastrous. Though she kept at it until she became proficient. It had been over a year since she’d used magic, and only then because she hadn’t been able to fix the roof of the cottage herself.
Elin turned to look at her home. When she came across the abandoned cottage, she had been desperate for shelter from a brutal winter storm. Once the weather cleared, she finally got a good look at the structure and found that it was in decent shape, other than the roof. She’d tried to repair it herself, but she lacked the basic skills and the knowledge. After a month of travel, she was exhausted. She wanted a place to rest and needed somewhere to relax. The cottage had only been meant for a brief respite during the winter, so she’d decided to use the spell to mend the roof.
The cottage had proven a good choice. The glen it was situated in offered the solace and isolation she yearned for. She had been content here. Happier than she had been in some time. Elin’s mood dampened as she thought of her island. So much of her life had been spent hiding from the Coven. The band of witches had wanted to annihilate anyone who stood in their way—and they’d nearly done just that. Elin had thought she could set aside her past as a witch and lead a normal life. She’d thought she could pretend that she didn’t have magic and get involved in a community. She had been wrong.
So very, very wrong.
She gripped her bow and adjusted the quiver of arrows on her back. Her gaze slid to the trees around her. She thought of Asrail. The once-queen of the Gira had been her closest friend. Elin didn’t know what had become of the tree nymphs since the battle with the Coven. The Gira mostly kept to themselves. They looked like trees, their skin and hair just like bark, so they disguised themselves in forests where they could lure others with whispers.
The Gira were still out there, but Elin hadn’t seen or heard any since the battle that had destroyed the Coven. During that battle, Elin had joined a band of Witch Hunters and the legendary Varroki warriors to defeat the Coven. That’s where she’d learned that there were more than tree nymphs out there. There were snow and water nymphs, as well.
The cry of a falcon drew her attention skyward. Elin watched the bird through the branches of the tree. She was free now—well, as free as she could be. She needed to remind herself of that often. She wasn’t exactly hiding anymore, but she hadn’t made herself known either. Not a bad compromise.
She had thought that not using her magic would be all she needed to start fresh with a new life. She’d learned the foolishness of that quickly enough. The Coven’s sweep across Britain had left a lasting mark on everyone and everything. Those without magic were wary of any newcomers. They were superstitious, bigoted. Disdainful of anything they didn’t understand—as well as suspicious of anyone new.
Still, Elin had slowly made friends on the beautiful island. Up until a little girl had become ill. Many used herbs to help the sick, but she had been the newest member of the community. So, when the child recovered fully after Elin’s help, they’d immediately begun calling her a witch.
Which, she was.
Elin had tried to ignore it, but the locals became increasingly hostile. In the end, she’d snuck away during the night, thus beginning the six-month journey, moving around until she’d stumbled upon her cottage. She liked it there. A lot. She didn’t want to leave, but she knew it was only a matter of time before she would have no other choice. Until then, however, she would enjoy her home.
Elin walked to the river and knelt beside it. She put a hand in the cold water that ran off the nearby mountains. The fish were plentiful, and she had become adept at catching them. Between the fish and her use of the bow, she didn’t lack for meat. When the temperatures began to warm, and the snow started to melt, she discovered the array of greens and berries, as well. There was, in fact, no need for her to go to the village. Although she had gone once.
They’d thought she was a traveler, so no one paid her any heed when she bought what she needed and returned to the cottage. Other than that one visit to the village, she hadn’t encountered anyone. That wasn’t to say she hadn’t heard the voices of those nearby. Fortunately, though, no one ventured her way.
Elin drank deeply from the river before flicking water from her hand. Then she got to her feet and turned to retrace her steps to the cottage. The nicker of a horse froze her in her tracks. Her head whipped around to the ridge above, where a lone man sat atop a steed.
She remained hidden behind a tree. The figure was just a dark outline, too far away for her to see where he looked, but she wasn’t going to take any chances. Her heart thudded in her chest as she silently prayed he would move away. Seconds passed as she waited for him to decide. The horse’s head bobbed up and down, seeming almost as impatient as she for the man to ride away. Then, the animal began to walk down to the glen.
“Nay,” Elin whispered.
She glanced at her cottage. Smoke curled in a thin, gray ribbon from the chimney. She would never make it inside without being seen by the rider, who was now headed straight for her home. No one had bothered her in months. Why was he here? What did this man want? Maybe if she remained hidden, he would leave, thinking he’d missed the occupant.
Her gaze left him long enough to sweep the area to see if there were more men, but it seemed to be only him. She slid her gaze back to him. He rode past her, allowing her a glimpse. His light brown hair was loose about his shoulders, with a strip of leather holding back the top half from his face. His tartan was dark green, navy blue, black, red, and white, and the sword strapped across his back wasn’t there for show. She caught a glimpse of his boots. Worn but well made, proving he wasn’t some peasant who held onto his family’s weapon.
He grasped the reins loosely but confidently. The horse was well cared for and was, by all appearances, a pricey steed. A person could tell a lot from how someone cared for their animals. Her gaze lifted to the man’s face. She managed to get a brief peek of his profile and saw that his gaze swept the area but returned again and again to the cottage.
Elin knew the Mackenzie clan controlled this land. Since the cottage had been abandoned, she had hoped that no one would mind if she used it for a bit. The problem was, she hadn’t moved on as she’d told herself she would—as she should have two months ago. The area was beautiful, the game plentiful, and it was isolated. It had everything she needed. Why couldn’t people just leave her alone?
The man pulled gently on the reins to halt the animal as they reached the cottage. He didn’t ride up to the door. Instead, he stopped with room enough to give him a good view of the front and sides.
“Hello?” he called in a deep voice.
Elin’s fingers dug into the bark of the tree. She almost wished she was a Gira so she could disappear against the bark and keep the man from finding her. No one would. But she wasn’t a tree nymph. She was a witch. Her kind had been hunted for generations, and it wouldn’t stop because people were afraid of anything they didn’t understand. They never stopped to consider if she was doing good with her magic or not. The simple fact that she had it was enough to condemn her.
The man swung his muscular leg over the horse and dismounted quietly. He gave the animal a pat on the side of the neck as he studied the cottage. The horse didn’t budge from its spot.
“Anyone home?” he asked louder.
Elin glanced around her. She could make a run for it, but he would likely hear. The only option she had was to remain hidden behind the tree and hope the man left quickly. All she needed was enough time to gather her meager belongings and head out. The thought made her heartsick, but what else could she do?
“I mean no harm.”
She could hear his brogue now. Elin slipped slowly around the tree to hide herself better. If he turned around, she didn’t want him to catch sight of her. She briefly thought of using a spell to conceal herself, but she had sworn off any and all magic. How could she live a normal life if she kept falling back to using her abilities anytime things became difficult? She squeezed her eyes closed and pressed her forehead against the bark.
She had gotten lax. Too many months without anyone coming her way had given her the illusion that she could live her life unbothered. She was beginning to think there wasn’t a place for her anywhere.
And though she hated to admit it, she understood why the Coven had fought for power. If they had won, no witch would ever be hunted again. Her life would’ve been much different if that had happened. She could’ve lived anywhere, done anything.
Now, she yearned for a quiet life all to herself.
One she wouldn’t get. She swallowed and peeked around the tree to see what her visitor was doing, but she didn’t see him. All she saw was his horse, munching lazily on some grass. Worry shot through her. She hastily scanned the cottage. The door was closed. Wouldn’t he have left it open had he entered? Maybe he went around the back? Off to the side? What about the other?
But everywhere she looked, she came up empty.
“I hope you’re no’ hiding from me, lass.”
The voice behind her startled Elin. Her heart jumped into her throat. She spun around, her foot slipping between two roots as her ankle twisted in her rush to get away. She felt herself falling. Her gaze locked with blue eyes, and her brain froze. She waited to feel her back slam into the earth. Instead, a strong arm caught her and held her steady.
“You were hiding,” he said with a slight frown.
Elin jerked out of his arms and backed away from him. His sword was still sheathed, but she had felt the strength in him. He could draw it and have the blade at her throat in seconds. Did she use her bow? No, he could knock it away easily enough. That meant she had to resort to magic. No. No, she couldn’t. She had promised herself that she was finished with it.
He held up his hands before him. “Easy, lass.” He spoke as if he were talking to someone with an addled mind.
She ignored him and went through her options. She could run. She knew the area. But how far would she get before he caught up with her on his horse? Too quickly for it to make a difference. She needed him gone so she could sneak away. Again. Was that her life now? Slinking away before they could come for her as they had her mother?
“I’m no’ going to harm you,” he said slowly, calmly.
Elin almost laughed. She wasn’t going to fall for that ploy. He might only be one man, but he could still catch her.
Unless I use magic.
She clenched her teeth as the idea resurfaced. Come what may, she would no longer use her knowledge of herbs to help anyone but herself. And she certainly wouldn’t do magic.
Her mother had sacrificed herself to save Elin and her sister. Avis was dead now, having joined the Coven. Elin was on her own. As she had always been. As she always would be.
The man’s blue eyes were penetrating and entirely too intelligent. It was as if they had a light all their own. He watched her, never taking his gaze from her face. Instinctively, her magic rose, telling her that he wouldn’t harm her.
It was a gift her mother had told her would protect her. It had saved Elin’s life on many occasions. But that didn’t mean she would set aside the fear that clung to her like a spider’s web.
“I’m Rob. Who might you be?”
“Let me leave. Pretend you never saw me,” she blurted then inwardly winced, wishing she had thought of something better to say, something that would indeed convince him to leave her alone.
His brows snapped together. “A Sassenach?”
Elin glanced to the side. She could make it to the river. It was deep there, but it was her only chance. 


 

Donna Grant is the New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of the sizzling Dark King series featuring dragons, immortal Highlanders, and the Fae.

She was born and raised in Texas but loves to travel. Her adventures have taken her throughout the United States as well as to Jamaica, Mexico, and Scotland. Growing up on the Texas/Louisiana border, Donna’s Cajun side of the family taught her the “spicy” side of life while her Texas roots gave her two-steppin’ and bareback riding.

Despite deadlines and voracious reading, Donna still manages to keep up with her two children, four cats, and one long haired Chihuahua.

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