Roman's War by Karen Renee Blitz

 

Title: Roman's War

Series: Riot MC Biloxi Series Book 3

Author: Karen Renee

Genre: MC Romance (can be read as standalone)

Release Date: November 18, 2021

She’s playing with fire, but to win Roman’s heart, she’s willing to take her chances.

Time is running out for Trinity Benoit. She must get married to claim her grandfather’s legacy. In her family’s social circle, any man interested in her is only after the inheritance. Not to mention, those men aren’t her type.

Always attracted to bad boys, Roman Sanchez steals Trinity’s attention the day she lays eyes on him.

Nothing goes to plan when she approaches Roman with her proposal.

As the pyrotechnic expert for the Riot MC Biloxi chapter, Roman defends his brotherhood against any threats. He’s no stranger to bar brawls or street fights. Yet, he faces an epic battle against a woman who could send him to prison.

To protect himself and his club, he agrees to marry her.

It isn’t until after they say, ‘I do,’ that Roman discovers there’s more to his wife than blackmail and extortion. If Roman isn’t careful, he may find himself committed to something bigger (and possibly even better) than the Riot MC brotherhood.

Will Roman desert Trinity as soon as he’s fulfilled their bargain? Or will he find himself one of the ‘mighty’ who fall prey to love’s force?

Goodreads Review - “Karen Renee's latest Riot MC novel may be her best yet.”

Goodreads Review - “My goodness what a read.”

Goodreads Review - “Trinity is probably my favorite of this series so far. This is definitely a page turner.”

“Hello, Mamá,” he said, once he’d opened the door.

“Hijo! What a lovely surprise.”

Trinity moved in front of him. “Marie, what brings you by?”

Mamá pushed her way forward and Roman closed the door behind her. He noticed her holding Trinity’s hand.

“I never got a chance to look at your rings, querida. Que bonita!”

Before he could say a word, Mamá whirled and grabbed his hand. “Y tu? Where’s your ring?”

“It’s being sized,” Trinity chirped.

He glared at her, but the effect was lost on her. 

“I gave the jeweler the wrong size.”

A knowing gleam hit Mamá’s eyes, but she cleared it before turning to Trinity. “You should’ve asked. I could have given you his ring size.”

“You could?” Roman asked.

She grinned at him.

Trinity asked, “What really brings you by, Marie? It wasn’t just to check out my bling.”

Mamá’s grin didn’t fade as she looked to Trinity. “Just checking in on my newlyweds. I cannot tell you how thrilled I am.”

Trinity frowned. “You heard Roman yesterday, Marie. This isn’t that. Not in that—” 

Mamá laughed. “Your bedroom may not border my unit, querida, but you were loud earlier. So, I don’t want to hear it from either of you.”

She turned back to him. “Hijo, make your wife happy. And by happy, I mean pregnant. Quiero ser una abuela antes de morir.”

Through gritted teeth, he said, “You’re not going to die anytime soon. Not if I have anything to do with it.”

She patted his cheek. “I won’t live to ninety either, Anton. Good night.”

When the door closed, Trinity spoke. “That’s mortifying. I don’t know a ton of Spanish, but I do know what an abuela is. She wants us to make a baby? And for the love of God, she heard me!”

His dick twitched at the thought of hearing her again. Since he hadn’t added condoms to his wallet, he wouldn’t be led around by his dick.

Excerpt 6 [Roman] (380 words):

He couldn’t decide what to do. Every instinct told him to run after Trinity, but he was too angry. All of his anger was directed at his mother, and he didn’t want to take it out on Trinity.

“Did you have to be so vicious?”

Her hand went to her chest. “Me? How could you not have been so vicious?” She laughed bitterly. “Don’t answer that. I know why. You were thinking with your cock.”

“I wasn’t.”

“I’ve seen you when you don’t use your brain, Anton. I don’t believe you’re using your right mind.”

“Because maybe I love her,” he said.

“There are no maybes about love. That’s proof I’m right. How could you love someone like her?”

Disbelief washed over him and his eyes widened. “You’re wrong. And what other kind of woman would garner my love? Or yours? And you can’t deny that shit. You said it yourself. You think of her as your own.”

“Not anymore.”

“Bullshit. Only a woman who had the same amount of spirit and drive as Aurelia would get your stamp of approval.”

She pointed a finger at him. “Don’t bring up your sister. She was nothing like that conniving woman.”

He shook his head. “You calm down and really think about what you’re saying about Trinity, you’ll know that simply isn’t true.”

Her stern eyes held his. “You calm down and really think about what you said, and you’ll know you aren’t actually in love. Neither one of you would know love if it bit you on the ass.”

It killed him how similar he was to his mother. The stubbornness, the hot-headed temper, and that need to be right. In this case though, she was definitely wrong.

He shrugged a shoulder. “If I don’t love her, then why did it feel like she ripped into my chest when she mentioned divorce? Why did I feel ten feet taller hearing that she loved me?” His voice lowered to a whisper. “Why was my first thought, will Mamá give me her wedding bands so I can put them on Rin’s finger?”

Mamá moved as though he’d struck her. 

He smiled. “Yeah, let that sink in. Don’t ever tell me I’m thinking with my dick. You and Dad raised me better than that.”

Karen Renee is the author of the Riot Motorcycle Club, Beta, and O-Town series of books. She once crunched Nielsen ratings data but these days she brings her imagination to life by writing books. She has wanted to be a writer since she was very young, but it's taken the last twenty plus years for her to amass enough courage and overall life experience to bring that dream to life. Some of those life experiences came from the wonderful world of advertising, banking, and local television media research. She is a proud wife and mother, and a Jacksonville native. When she's not at the soccer field or cooking, you can find her at her local library, the grocery store, in her car jamming out to some tunes, or hibernating while she writes and/or reads books.

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