Bad Apple by Lani Lynn Vale

Posted September 2, 2016 by Marie in Book Reviews / 0 Comments

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Bad Apple by Lani Lynn Vale
Genres: MC Romance

The road to hell is paved with good intentions…

Apple “Core” Drew needs The Uncertain Saints MC like he needs air. He is barely making it through the day, and each one that goes by takes him closer and closer to hell. Literally, not figuratively.

He’s a half breath away from killing himself—maybe not by taking his own life, but he’s not against making someone else do it for him.
Then he meets her. One of his club member’s sister, and his whole outlook on life changes.

And not for the better.

Just as surely as he ruined his life, he ruins her life, too. One lapse in judgement on his part, and his one night of happiness turns into the worst nine months of his life.

Which he would’ve thought was damn near impossible with the things he’s done and seen.

She never saw it coming…

It was the beard. The beard made her do it.

That is a good excuse for having sex with a man she barely knows, isn’t it?

Yeah, who was she kidding? It wasn’t the beard. It was the way he looked so dejected and solemn. The sad look in his eyes pulls her in, and the way his rough hands touch her makes her stay.

All she wants to do is take that look out of his eyes, but the consequences to her actions only make things worse, not better.
One day is all she gets, and he’s not willing to give her more.

Until she dies, that is. Then it’s too late.


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Model: Alex Minsky

Photographer: FuriousFotog


Book Review HeaderThat quote above is my favorite one in the whole book. It is said at just the right moment and really defines Apple and Kitt. They are both messed up for different reasons. Apple suffers from PTSD as well as something in his past that haunts him more than the horrors of war. While Kitt suffers from seizures and always had which leads to her brother taking protectiveness to whole a new level. Her brother,Ridley, and her live together and he watches her 24/7 even when he isn’t around. Kitt loves him and understands he is still reeling from the death of his wife but wants to have a live of her own. Apple seems like just the sort of fun she is looking for and one night freedom turns into so much more.

This is by far the best of the series to date! Each one draws you in but there is something about Apple that is beautifully heartbreaking. He is suffering so much and doing it alone. Once a cop now a game warden trying to keep his father’s business going on the side while prospecting for the Uncertain Saints and just trying to survive. He knows that Kitt is too good for him and tries so hard to stay away from her. A series of  misunderstandings reeks havoc on their lives not to mention the creepy stalker!  Kitt is messed up as well but she refuses to give up. My favorite scene is when she goes to see Apple and they end up fighting. She gives him h*** and everything he says that is wrong with him so has a response for. She won’t allow him to wallow in his despair.

We also get to learn more about Ridley in this book and why he is the way he is. All of the other Saints are there as well and even Silas is mentioned! I had to throw that in there since he is my all time favorite character of Lani Lynn Vale’s.  I have one tiny complaint and honestly it is probably just me. Something happened to Apple that concerns his best friend and he doesn’t have much of a memory about it. Ridley tells him that he knows because Silas showed him what went on. I got the feeling though there was more than Apple knew but if that was true we don’t know. Like I said it was probably just me.

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“Your brother’s gonna kick my ass you know,” I said.

“Why?” she asked.

I snorted.

“A, because he doesn’t like me.  Two because he doesn’t like me,” I explained seriously.

“My brother’s suspicious,” she amended.  “And he doesn’t hate you.  If he hated you, you’d be treated like my brother.”

“And how’s that?”  I asked in confusion, crossing my arms over my chest.

“Like a common criminal,” she expounded.  “Ridley keeps him under surveillance, and he doesn’t get to come around me, him, or any of the club members.”

“Hmm,” I started walking faster.  “Interesting.”

She nodded.

“He’s not here,” she informed me.

“Okay,” I said, my eyes following the movement of her finger as she brought one manicured finger up to her mouth and bit lightly on the nail.

“Do I have to spell it out for you?” She lifted her brows, her finger still rubbing lightly across her bottom lip.

I rebalanced my weight on both feet as I readied myself for whatever was going to come out of her mouth next.

I wasn’t disappointed.  It was quite shocking, to say the least.

“I want you to fuck me,” she said.

She didn’t lead up to it or anything, just blurted that shit out there.

Which might’ve been why I couldn’t think of anything to say to that.

“I’m…” I hesitated.

“You’re a pussy,” she said, brows raised.

My eyebrows lowered.

“That’s certainly not what I was going to say,” I informed her.  “Which you would’ve known had you not interrupted me.”

“Most people finish their sentences in a timely manner,” she said stiffly.

She was getting pissed.


“Desperate much?”  I asked her.  “You have to proposition guys that don’t want you in an attempt to get what you want?”

Her mouth dropped open in affront.

“You’re shitting me right now, aren’t you?” she asked, hurt evident in her voice.

“Yes,” I said, contrite.  “But you surprised me is all.  And I’m not a pussy.”

“Well, what are you?” she asked primly.

“Honestly?”  I asked.

She nodded.


“I’m trying to get into a club that my father thinks’ll be good for my PTSD and anger management,” I answered.  “And to do that, I need to not piss off the members; for example, your brother.”

Her mouth thinned.

“My brother’s already let you know that he doesn’t like you.  What’s sleeping with his sister going to change?” she challenged.

I paused, unsure how to answer that.

“Well…” on one hand she was correct.  He wasn’t going to hate me any less if I slept with his sister.

And I did find her attractive.

Extremely attractive.

She was gorgeous.

And I’m not talking in a girl next door kind of way.  I’m talking about a ‘keep her locked down in baggy pants and a sweat shirt’ kind of way and still beat the men off with a stick.

She’d be hell on the heart, that was for sure.

Her long, black curly hair came to about mid back, and her porcelain white skin seemed almost luminescent under the light of the moon.

She had long legs that looked fucking superb in those tight jeans she had on, not to mention the black Jack Daniel’s t-shirt she was wearing, cut up in that fashion that women seemed to like now-a-days, was only accentuating her curves.

And what little denial I tried to hang on to by the tips of my fingers slipped away, leaving only one thing in my mind.

I couldn’t pass this opportunity up.

Not after I’d been lusting after the woman for so long, even though she didn’t know that.

“You really want this?” I asked her, crowding her so close that she started backing up out of reaction.

She licked her lips, and then nodded.

“Yes,” she said surely.  “Or I wouldn’t have brought it up.”

“You know who I am?” he asked.  “You’re not intoxicated and asking for things that you shouldn’t be asking for in this condition.”

She laughed in my face.

“Oh, honey. Now you’re just trying to think up an excuse to back out, aren’t you?” she glared.


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About Lani Lynn Vale

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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