Hildreth’s MC Romance books have run the gamut. We’ve seen bikers being bikers, bikers being single dads, bikers being lovers, and bikers being authors. The books with bikers being bikers are by far (in my opinion) Hildreth’s best work.
In RENO, we’re back to the basics—bikers being bikers, and doing so at their biker best. We’ve got brotherhood, friendship, camaraderie, and bad-boy swagger. Poker runs, parties, drunken outings, and long talks about life in the clubhouse.
RENO brings back a few old faces with Crip, Pee Bee, Smokey, P-Nut, Cholo, Meat Head, and our favorite Hells Angel, Bama in more than cameo appearances. (for what it’s worth, Crip is the main ancillary character).
Okay, back to the book.
Out of the gate, we learn that Carma, the heroine, is an illegal from Mexico. Her family is two generations removed from Spain, and was living in Mexico, but left the country in hope of escaping a ruthless drug lord that their daughter was tangled up with.
Insert Reno (the man, not the book). When Carma needs help ridding herself of said drug lord, Reno steps up to the plate.
What transpires in nothing short of gut-wrenching, spectacular, and heartwarming. There are peaks and valleys in both our hero and heroine’s lives in the process, but the ride is fan-fucking-tastic.
Character growth on both the character’s parts is spot-on. There are no silly issues, no plot holes, nor are there tropes on tropes on tropes. Only life as life is.
Difficult.
Seeing the men come together as a group to solve problems that one man alone can’t resolve is enough to cause one to stand and cheer. The sex is amazing, real, and funny at times (water, extension cords, and a wet bathroom floor make for an interesting shower scene), and the problems faced by the couple are real life concerns men and women in this series of circumstances certainly would have been facing.
In short, this is a must-read for anyone wanting a REAL Motorcycle Club Romance. It takes you on a high-speed ride and doesn’t let off the throttle until the climactic ending.
It’s a ride you do t want to miss, that’s for sure.
RENO deserves not a 5-star review, but a fucking meteor shower.