Monday, July 26, 2021

Brute's Strength


Title: Brute's Strength
Series: Riot MC Biloxi Series Book 2
Author: Karen Renee
Genre: MC Romance (can be read as standalone)
Release Date: July 16, 2021




‘If I had a checklist as to what aspects I love best in a romance novel, Brute's Strength would fulfill every requirement on that list…’ ~5 Star Amazon Review (Ellie K.)
‘What a wonderful story! I’m a sucker for a good MC book, and this definitely did not disappoint.’ ~5 Star Amazon Review (Nichole R.)

The sexy, action-packed second book in the Riot MC Biloxi series from Karen Renee.

As Vice President of the Riot MC Biloxi Chapter, Brute lives for his motorcycle club. Meeting Kenzie Whitehall challenges his dedication to his carefree lifestyle. Everything about her appeals to him, but he knows she’s looking for commitment. She’s forced to tell him she’s a single mom which should send Brute packing, but he can’t stay away.

Meanwhile, Brute has a homicide detective breathing down his neck. The officer believes Brute has answers in an unsolved murder, and he isn’t above playing Kenzie against Brute to solve the case.

When Kenzie’s ex-husband finds out she’s dating a biker, he threatens to drag her back to court regarding custody and child support payments. Kenzie refuses to give up her shot at happiness with Brute to appease her ex-husband.

Even though he’s falling fast for Kenzie, Brute knows walking away from her is the best thing for her and her daughter. Leaving should be easy. But with three hearts on the line, will Brute find the strength to fight for love?





MR. BRIGHTSIDE by The Killers
COME BY ME by Harry Connick Jr.
LET’S GO CRAZY (LIVE) by Prince and The Revolution
AMERICAN WOMAN by Lenny Kravitz
YOU CAN’T HIDE AWAY FROM LOVE by Jamie Cullum
IF THE STARS WERE MINE by Melody Gardot
I WON’T BACK DOWN by Tom Petty and The Heartbreakers
HEADPHONES by Michael Franti and Spearhead
FOLDING CHAIR by Regina Spektor
BABY SHARK by Pinkfong


“Whitehall, you’ve been holding out on me. You did not tell me his friends were all hot as hell.”

Stephanie gave Lydia a smirk. “I can introduce you, but you can’t leave our girl here stranded. I was at work when I heard, and I rode my bike today. My guess is that a ride on a bike with Kenzie’s wound is a bad idea.”

“I would never leave her stranded, though—”

I interrupted. “How is he? Have they said? What’s going on?”

My questions came out with more tone than I had intended and I realized how hungry I was. 

Lydia patted my arm. “Calm down, Kenzie.”

I gave her a look. “I need to sit down while someone tells me what’s happening to the man I love. A man who’s only gonna be more superstitious about those three words since twelve hours after I said them to him, he gets shot!”

They both gave me their widest eyes. 

I hung my head a little. “And, I’m a wee bit hangry.”

A warm, heavy arm rested on my shoulders and guided me away from Stephanie and Lydia. From the corner of my eye, I saw it was Roman leading me away.

“He’s in surgery, Kenzie. That’s as much as they’ve told us, well, Sam, his father. But still, that’s what we know. As for food, a prospect is on his way to Arby’s. Tell me what you want, I’ll make sure you get it,” he said in a low, almost gravelly, voice.

A couple minutes later, he ended a call with the prospect who now had my order at the top of his list. 

“Thanks,” I whispered.

His light brown eyes were different from the first time I’d met him, and I realized his worry and concern was right there for anyone to see. Unlike the other Riot MC brothers, he wasn’t shutting down or putting up a front. He nodded.

I couldn’t keep my mouth shut. “He’s lucky to have you guys.”

His chin dipped, but it wasn’t agreement. “You’re wrong. We’re lucky to have him.”

The tears I’d been fighting overpowered me. At the sight of them streaming down my face, Roman pulled me into a sideways hug. 

I heard footsteps shuffle up to us, and felt someone else’s body heat next to me. “My boy’s a fighter, Kenzie. Don’t you think about anything but that. You hear me?”

Roman let go of me when I straightened. “He’s going to blame me,” I whispered to Sam.

His eyes narrowed. “How the hell d’you figure that?”

“He doesn’t tell you… or anyone else, that he loves them.”

Sam gave me an assessing look, and Roman sauntered to the other side of the waiting area. 

I shook my head and told Sam about our argument. How I thought he was just superstitious.

As I spoke, Sam’s lips pressed together in a firm line. After a moment he gave some short nods, then looked at me. “I nearly forgot about that shit. Hell, I haven’t even called his mother. Know I should, but can’t bring myself to do it. Maybe I’m selfish, but a woman who can ghost her son for twenty fuckin’ years doesn’t deserve the chance to ride in when he’s at his lowest.”

I didn’t have a response for that.

“You still haven’t told me why he’s gonna blame you.”

“Because I said I love him.”

His meaty hand wrapped around the back of my neck. “Listen to me. He says anything like that, tries to push you away because of that, I will personally kick his ass.”







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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