Thursday, November 3, 2016

Dirty Mother: Uncertain Saints, Book 5 by Lani Lynn Vale: Release Blitz + Review

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.

Could you love someone who was in some capacity, the reason why your best friend in all the world, your protector and your older brother is no longer living? Could you be able to bypass that hurt? 

Ridley is one hot, bad ass alpha man. Even though he's alpha, he is not overbearing. Ridley is a man who takes no prisoners, but he only has to look at you, to know that he means business. Ridley is a Sheriff and rides with the Uncertain Saints. That should tell you something. He has lost one love before and he'll be damned if he is going to love again and risk that pain. 

Freya is a hard working nurse, whom nobody at work seems to like. While working one afternoon, she treated Ridley and his sister. She knew who he was, although he did not. Ridley is the reason for Freya losing her brother. Freya dealt with the situation like a pro, knowing that Ridley would never purposely put her brother in danger. She needed someone to pay attention to her; and she really just needed someone to tell her that everything will be alright. There is one point in the book, where she texts her brother. It was so sweet and loving that I was ugly crying. The love that they shared is undeniable.

Ridley sensed something was off with Freya the night that she treated him in the ER and followed her home. I know, kind of creeper status there, but it turned out sweet. Doing some investigation, he realized who she was. Protecting her that night from some piece of trash in the neighborhood, earned him some brownie points. As of that point, the duo seemed inseparable and things started moving along and they both started catching "feelings". Freya carrying the world on her shoulders and Ridley feeling the need to watch over his sister.

Is Freya truly okay being in a relationship with Ridley, knowing their circumstances? Will Ridley open his heart for another chance at love?

I say this in every review for Lani Lynn Vale, but ... how does she have the capability to make the characters in these books feel like true life friends? When the books ends, I feel like I have lost a piece of me. Why can't I continue to hang out with them? That is a hard task at hand and Lani does it flawlessly. I have followed The Uncertain Saints religiously and I swear that each book is better than the one preceding it. I love that each character ends up with a book. I love the way the words just flow from page to page, effortlessly.

Thank you for yet another amazing story, Mrs. Vale. I can't wait to see what you have in store for us, next. And by up next, I mean Wolf. Holy cow have I been waiting on his story, for forever. I just can't wait!!! If you have not been able to start The Uncertain Saints series just yet, the links are lovingly provided below!

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 push ups 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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