![]() “So, I had this idea,” he said, leaning up against the wall next to me. I tried fuckin’ hard, but sometimes it took everything I had not to cut his tongue out for real. Puck was always telling me to be patient with him, and I tried. A vicious, dangerous eight year old who’d been committing armed robbery half his life, but trust me-he was seriously lacking in the IQ area. I didn’t answer, because the man had the brain of an eight year old. Just one swipe of the knife to take out his tongue. Jesus help me, just one little slice… that’s all I want. His smile faded, his feelings obviously hurt. Puck and I already figured out exactly how we’re gonna do it.” I catch you touching her picture again, I’ll kill you. “She send any pictures?” he asked, licking his lips. The idiot was me and Puck’s cell mate, and I gave serious thought to shanking his ass at least twice a day. I shrugged my shoulders, trying to ignore him. “You get a new letter from Melanie?” he asked, eyes bright. That’s when Prince Fester of the Fuckwits ran up to me, grinning. He had shit to distribute, and it was my job to watch his back and make sure nobody noticed anything while he made his rounds. In the distance, Puck wandered toward me, his path aimless. People back home saved all year to try and find some sun during here winter, and I’d gotten my “vacation” for free. ![]() The only good thing about prison was I hadn’t frozen my ass off last winter. The air was warm-perfect, really-and I thought about everyone back home in Idaho, where you couldn’t sit outside like this six months out of the year. I fold the letter carefully, and looked out across the yard. I can’t imagine being able to create something like that. Every time I see one of those drawings it blows me away. PS – thanks for the picture you sent-it almost feels like I’ve been there. Should I start dating him for real? Any reason I shouldn’t? I mean, do you think that a guy should be asking that after such a short time? I know, I should probably talk to Loni about it, but she totally worries all the time, and… anyway. We’ve been on a couple dates now, and he just asked me if it could be exclusive. He’s cute, and we have the same birthday-isn’t that funny? We went to this party at someone’s house and they were singing happy birthday to him and then Jessica started singing happy birthday to me and things sort of grew from there. So… something happened that I wanted to tell you about. If everything works out, I’ll transfer to the University of Idaho in January, a whole semester early! I won’t have to work this year, which means I can load up on the credits. I have good news, too-they told me today that I’m getting a full tuition/books scholarship, which means I can use the rest of my financial aid to live on. I’m super proud of her, because she has learning disabilities, so it’s not like that was easy. We just finished summer term, and she got a 3.00 GPA, which kind of kicked ass. She said it didn’t mean anything, but I can’t help but wonder if you still think about her. Jessica stopped by-we’re getting an apartment together this semester. ![]() Okay, so I had to stop writing for a while. I know you think I’m just some little girl, but I’m twenty years old now and I’ve lived through my own shit… Then something happens and I find myself wanting to tell you about it, so I write again.Īnyway, you don’t have to write back if you don’t want to. I keep thinking that I should stop writing to you, because it’s not like we even really know each other. It seems like I share everything with you, but you never tell me anything real about yourself. You know, some day you should really tell me how you got started with you art. Southern California, State Correctional Facility Now Painter Brooks is coming home… and Melanie’s about to learn that there’s no room for innocence in the Reapers MC. It all started out so innocently-just a series of letters to a lonely man in prison. She’s escaped from hell and started a new life, yet every night she dreams of a biker whose touch she can’t forget. Melanie Tucker may have had a rough start, but along the way she’s learned to fight for her future. All they asked in return was a strong arm and unconditional loyalty-a loyalty that’s tested when he’s caught and sentenced to prison for a crime committed on their behalf. The day he patched in, they became his brothers and his life. Levi “Painter” Brooks was nothing before he joined the Reapers motorcycle club. Unedited sneak peak of Reaper’s Fall by Joanna Wylde To celebrate the release of Silver Bastard by Joanna Wylde, we have an exclusive sneak peek of Reaper’s Fall, slated for release this fall, to share with you today! Make sure to enter the giveaway* below for a chance to win one of 3 sets of all 4 books, or 5 copies of Silver Bastard plus an emblem sticker!
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