.Author ~ Carol Lynne
Publisher ~ Stiff Rain Press
Genre ~ M/M Erotic Romance
Published ~ 25th March 2014
Rating ~ 4 Stars
Sam “Solo” Braun lives by one truth, the Grave Diggers Motorcycle Club above all. The creed has served him well, giving him the only real family he’s ever known.He would die for his brothers and them for him, but they don’t know he prefers men over women. Coming out to a group of men who fear no one isn’t high on Solo’s priority list, especially because he’s never indulged in more than one night stands.
Everything changes after one night with Eric James. For the first time, Solo can’t stop thinking about a single night he’d spent with a man. When fate intervenes, Solo comes face to face with his blue-eyed obsession only to find out Eric is a cop. Solo hates cops, and so do his brothers in the club. However, Solo decides to gamble everything and spend more time with Eric under the guise of getting information.
Falling in love with a cop is a very dangerous proposition for a man in Solo’s position, so why can’t he walk away?
Holy Smoking Hot Biker! I know it’s probably hard to believe but Solo is my first Carol Lynne book! Wow… she wrote so many books and I never had her on my radar. Of course one dark, smoking hot, grumpy, tattooed biker changed everything. The cover is stunning, a real eye-catcher, I was drawn to it like moths to a flame…
Never having known a real family, the Grave Diggers Motorcycle Club is Solo’s home. He and his brothers are so close, they would die for each other…and they have a mission to keep the schools in their territory clean of drugs, obviously without asking the cops for support. But his mc-brothers aren’t close enough to know Solo’s biggest secret, his attraction to men. So one night stands are high on his priority list… until he meets Eric ‘Blue’ and one night with him changes everything. Finding out that the first man he is more than just attracted to is a cop who works on the same drugs case doesn’t go down well with him and his gang.
Solo is a testosterone charged biker/cop story, a wet dream come true. Alpha male hard ass biker with a heart of gold meets the man of his dreams with ocean-blue eyes… and holy moly, do these two guys burn up the sheets. Of course a Grave Digger can’t fall in love with a police detective, it’s nothing more than ‘just sex’ , right? But when shotguns begin to fire and their lives are in danger, Solo and Blue realise they are deeper into each other than expected.
Blue *swoons* I fell so hard for this guy. Dark hair, light blue eyes, a twin set of fuck-me dimples… is there anything more a
girl guy can want? After spending his childhood in foster homes he’s now a cop and is having a hard time coping with the double standards of the police department. When he meets Solo and spends the night with the big bad biker his heart is set on fire, this is the point of no return…
Solo and Blue seem so different but both had a shitty upbringing and never really had a place to call home. So maybe Blue’s house - his first home - can be Solo’s home, too?
“You make me question everything,” he admitted, ”and that scares me.”
“I think I’m falling in love, and I don’t know how to deal with that. It’s not the love I’m afraid of—hell, it’s all I’ve ever wanted.”
The book has everything I like in an easy-going, entertaining read. A big bad biker, a hot cop, a nice, not too complicated plot, motorbikes, leather and tattoos, angst and excitement, hot sex. Add yumminess and a lovely sexy romance and Tina is a goner…
4 burning stars… Can’t wait for the follow-up. I hope it’s going to be Rowdy’s story?
My Imaginary Boyfriend
By Carol Lynne
I’ve had a secret love affair with motorcycles since I was a young girl. Unfortunately, my mother was a nurse and made all three of her children promise to never go near them. Bummer. You might think I’m crazy for being a forty-eight year old woman who still does what her momma tells her, and you would be absolutely right. My mom is the backbone of my family, and it has always been extremely important to her that we follow this one request.
That said, I still eat up every biker that rides by with my gaze. The longer the legs the better. However, just because I can’t ride on the back of motorcycle doesn’t mean I can’t dream about wrapping my body around a heavily muscled biker as we fly down a country road on his primo, bad-ass Harley. The one and only thing hotter than picturing myself getting cozy with a tattooed man in leather is imagining another sexy dude either taking my place or joining in. Yeah, it’s a toss-up, which I prefer to dream about. I do both on a regular basis.
I’ve written stories with tough men on motorcycles before, but I’ve never tried to write one where a motorcycle club was part of the character. Solo loves his club and his Grave Digger brothers. I’ve read and written stories where the main character must choose between the man he loves and his family, but it’s more than that for Solo. The club is his entire life. The Grave Diggers are his family and his livelihood. They are the men who watch his back when shit goes down.
I had the best time riding on the back of an imaginary motorcycle while writing this book, and I know with certainty there will be more because the more I delve into the world of bikers and the people they love, the more I want to pull up a chair and make myself comfortable.
Special thanks to Reese Dante for reading Solo and recreating him for the cover of Grave Diggers MC: Solo. Wow, I can’t tell you how much I love this cover. I’m thinking posters. Lots of posters. I’ll revert back to my past teenage behavior and plaster my bedroom walls with them.
About Carol Lynne
This is the section where you learn about me. Well, to be honest, I’m completely boring. I spend my days juggling two young children and my writing career. You’re just as likely to either catch me writing a steamy love scene or scrubbing jelly out of the carpet.
Besides writing, my biggest passion is reading. I have a lot of authors I follow (no not in the stalking sense), but Sean Michaels, B.A. Tortuga, J.M. Snyder and Chris Owen have to be my all-time favorites.
Here are some unusual facts about me:
I drink gallons of coffee every day, but I much prefer instant. I catch all kinds of flack for this from my family and friends. Even though I only drink instant, I am very picky about which brand I buy. It must be Taster’s Choice or nothing.
I love country music, but can’t stand to have music playing in my house. Therefore, I don’t even own a stereo or radio of any kind. I listen to my tunes as I’m driving around town and that’s enough for me.
I like to refer to myself as underheight instead of overweight. I’m just sure that if I could add another six or seven inches to my short 5’2 frame, I’d be much thinner. Therefore, it’s not that I overeat, it’s just that I stopped growing.
I enjoy the Hallmark commercials more than I enjoy the Hallmark movies.
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