Tuesday, July 29, 2014

Review & Excerpt of IRON SINNERS by H.J. Bellus

Author: H.J. Bellus
Series: Sinners Never Die, Book 1
Griff, aka Grizz, the ideal Iron Sinner, rides hard and dedicates his all to the club. 

A job needs done…he does it. 
Men idolize him. 
Women love him. 

Never shy and always up for a good time, Grizz finds himself jumping from mattress to mattress and digging grave after grave. You want to take a bullet? Cross the club. 

One night, rival MC, Devil’s Idol, do just that. Grizz and Animal are sent to straighten shit out while leaving no witnesses. What Grizz faces that night changes his life forever… 

Piper Jones is in the wrong place at the wrong time.

The ruthless business woman, finds herself captive by the MC club. But she’s not one to go down without a fight. 

She slowly destroys Grizz, from his bad boy persona, to his ride or die motto. He should want nothing more than to do away with her with a single bullet. Instead, he finds himself giving his all just to be with her. 

Will Grizz be able to walk away from the one thing he swore he never wanted?

     Wow, where do I even start?  I knew this book was going to be different than other books written by H.J. Bellus, but I wasn't prepared for HOW different.  This book will suck you in right for the beginning and keep you until the end.  Even then, you will be left wanting more.  The characters are raw, gritty, in you face and you can't help but want more of them.
     Piper has worked hard to climb to the top.  She knows what it is like to struggle as a foster child and will never go back there again.  She will not let anything stand in her way and will do everything in her power to succeed.  Grizz, oh Grizz...there is so much one could say about him.  He is a badass biker that has no problems with ending you if you cross him or the club.  The last thing he expects to find is a perfect partner and woman in Piper.  She is nothing like who he usually sleeps with, but he can't help but fall further under her spell.   
     This book will keep you on the edge of your seat wondering what is going to happen next.  If you are looking for a touchy, feely love story, this book is not for you.  If you are looking for a book that takes you on a emotional roller coaster of drama and scary situations, this is one you are looking for.  I don't want to say to much, as I don't want to give anything away, but I guarantee you will not regret purchasing this book.  H.J. did a wonderful job and I can't wait for the next one to see what kind of ride she will take us on.     



“Who the fuck do you think you are,” I yell as the large man throws me onto the bed.
“Your worst fucking nightmare, sweetie pie.”
“Just let me go, please.”
“Not happening,” he says as he sits on the bed and begins to untie his boots.
“I didn’t see anything. I don’t know names or places. Let me go. I have a very important meeting in the morning,” I beg.
“Not happening,” he replies again.
“Let. Me. Fucking. Go,” I roar, as I sling the Bible from the nightstand and nail him in the back of the head.
“Listen here, bitch, you’re now property of the Iron Sinners motorcycle club. You ain’t fucking going nowhere without one of us. Got it? You witnessed a fucking crime that could put a fellow brother away for life. You’ve been spotted with us by a rival club. You are now marked as a motherfucking Sinner. You leave our side and the Idols will put a really shiny bullet straight through your skull. You’re a walking, talking dead bitch just waiting to get popped. So shut the fuck up.”
Did I just really hear him he say property of the sinners? Bullet in my head?
“So, you’re telling me I have a ticking death threat that could expire at any given moment?”
The man stands, faces me, baring all of his ink and replies, “And I forgot to add shut the fuck up.”
“Are you fucking kidding me?”
He comes closer in an intimidating stance and bends down so we are face to face. “Does any of this read as if I were kidding you, bitch?”
His minty breath reverberates off my skin and envelops all of my senses. He was the bad guy and I, the victim, but god damn he’s gorgeous.
“Let me fucking go. I don’t care about any of that shit.”
I lunge forward off the bed, catapulting myself into his chest and begin my fight to escape. My surprise assault knocks him off balance and he falls back on the bed. I run for the door. Fuck! My bag. I take three steps back, grab my bag, and run.
Halfway out of the parking lot, I'm brought down by my hair.
“You dumb cunt. What part of my speech didn’t you get?” the man growls in my face.
He rips me up by the hair and drags me back to the room.
“I’m done playing nice. You want to run and piss me the fuck off, then you’re going to be treated like a fucking piece of trash.”


H.J. Bellus

I am just a simple country girl getting one story out of my head at a time. I was raised in small town, USA and still reside there with my husband and children. I am a huge country music fan and am inspired by it everyday. I live and love country life, and you will find those elements in my books. I also adore strong and brave lead female characters, and strive to be a courageous and independent woman in everyday life. In my opinion, life is no fun without a good sense of humor, sprinkles, cheese whiz, and candy. It is the simple things that warm my heart. 
Live life your way, HJ Bellus 

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