Author: Drew Elyse
Series: Savage Disciples MC #5
Release Date: August 24, 2017
Once a Disciple, forever a Disciple.
Man whore. Ex-con. All-around asshole.
Daz is called a lot of seedy things.
But his brothers know there’s more to him
even if it is buried deep beneath the surface.
A Disciple will fight like a savage and never give up.
As a stripper, Avery is no stranger to judgment.
That doesn’t stop her from assuming Daz is nothing more than a hot body, though.
But when tragedy lets her see behind the cocky-jackass exterior,
there’s no denying the truth.
For this biker to go down, there has to be more than sparks—he needs full combustion.
Drew Elyse serves up her best Savage Disciples MC novel yet with Daz’s highly anticipated story in Combust. Sassy, sexy and surprisingly sweet, this book was written to be devoured. Daz and Avery’s journey overflowed with raw emotion and their inexplicable connection proved to be absolutely addictive. I found myself easily falling in love alongside this couple, captivated by a chemistry that was utterly electric. From the very first page there was a delicious tension that demanded to be explored and I enjoyed how the relationship between Daz and Avery developed from a flirtation into something far more significant and decidedly memorable. The twists and turns this story took kept me on my toes as I experienced every high and low of this one-of-a-kind journey.
“All the precious control I’d cherished on stage was gone, devastated by the fire Daz had started in me.”
Having been intrigued by Daz since the very beginning of the series, I was excited to see where Drew Elyse planned on taking this hilarious and charming biker. As the story progressed and Daz’s history was revealed, I was caught off guard by his incredible depth of character. Daz’s personal journey hit me harder than I ever could have expected and I found myself absolutely swooning over the surprisingly tender man and loving brother revealed within the pages of this book. Strong, independent, and carrying her own share of baggage, Avery was equally captivating. I adored how resilient this heroine proved to be, unafraid to work hard and relentless in the pursuit of her dreams. Together this duo absolutely captured my heart and ensured I was wholly invested in their happily ever after.
“It wasn’t a spark, a little flicker of a flame— it was total combustion.”
Drew Elyse did a phenomenal job recapturing the feeling of family I’ve come to love from the Savage Disciples MC series and I enjoyed seeing all of the familiar faces back for more in this novel. In fact, the author expertly balanced the couple’s romance with the inner workings of her MC world in a way some of the previous novels have lacked. This book felt more cohesive and well-rounded, embracing the vibrant and enthralling MC lifestyle and casting a spell over the reader. Painted with plenty of witty banter, scorching encounters, and beautiful moments of emotional vulnerability, Daz and Avery’s story was a fantastic addition to an already great series. Combust was sexy, thrilling, and full of feels – the kind of story that makes you laugh, blush, fall in love, and leave you wanting more.
Oh, Drew Elyse! What are you doing to me?! Combust is the newest book in her Savage Disciples MC, and I may even venture to say that it’s one of my favorites of the series. This novel was everything that I loved about the first couple books – family, camaraderie, and unparalleled loyalty. Yet, it didn’t only have a strong bond in terms of friendship; the romance and heat was unforgettable, too. Daz and Avery definitely didn’t have the easiest of relationships, but they certainly reminded me of why I fell in love with Elyse’s writing so long ago.
“What you’ve got to remember is you’ve got that patch on your back.”
Combust had a special quality to it that I have honestly missed in the last couple books of the series. Daz’s storyline was heartbreaking and emotional, yet uplifting all the same. It proved to be a journey of strength and resilience, and coming back from what feels like the impossible. Furthermore, the heroine had her own background that was executed in an unexpected way as well. The depth to her personality surprised me in the best of ways, and left me yearning for more. There are times that I wondered how Elyse would make these two work, but somehow, it all unfolded in a magical way where I could not have imagined any other outcome. Plus, there was a lot more of the club action, where we witnessed these men (and their wives) being a family, which elevated the read for me. I had missed seeing this component and was glad to see it return!
“We’re your brothers. You don’t have to tackle it all alone.”
Drew Elyse has stolen my heart with Daz – and I did NOT think that that was possible! The personality that shone in the beginning books of the series turned out to be a complete 180 from how he appeared in Combust. He may have been the residential player, but Avery somehow got into his head and make this reader just adore him. I’m definitely anxious to see more from all these characters, particularly ones who I felt had more story to tell when this book ended. The Savage Disciples is a series about a motorcycle club, but with this release, it’s become about so much more, and I can’t wait to see what else happens!
The bastard sun woke me at what had to be not long after dawn.
Seeing as it had to be after two before I’d finished fucking Avery for the final time—on her hands and knees since her body couldn’t keep up with her greedy fucking pussy—the early wakeup call could fuck right off.
I wanted to move to shut the blinds, but Avery was sprawled partly on my chest. I wasn’t averse to keeping a woman in bed with me overnight. Some guys who were looking to get tied down might not have let that shit fly, but I found the benefit of a warm, welcoming woman in the morning was worth the risk she might not know the score.
Right then, though, my dick wasn’t stirring. It was too fucking early, and Avery had worn him out. That alone was a novel experience. Never, not once, had a woman satisfied me so completely. Avery was just a fucking natural.
Even her perky, bared tits pressed against me didn’t get me past a half chub. My dick was too sated to rise to the occasion.
I couldn’t say whether that was fucking fantastic or scared the shit out of me.
While I was trying to puzzle that shit out, Avery groaned and brought a hand up to shield her eyes. Cracking one lid, she glared at the window with a ferocity that shouldn’t have been sexy. That half stock I’d been rocking started to perk up.
Apparently, he wasn’t fully worn out after all.
“You and your dick distracted me last night before I remembered to close the blinds,” she grumbled.
Grabbing her hand, which made her shut her eyes as I stole her shield, I brought it down to press against said dick. “Could distract you again.”
“Too early,” she denied, but she didn’t move her hand away either. My cock cozied up into her touch and I bit back a groan.
“Your cock gets its own vote?”
“He, sugar,” I corrected. “Show him some respect.”
That lost me her hand on my dick and gained me a slap in the gut.
“Close the blinds and I’ll show him some respect later.”
“How come I have to get my ass up to shut the blinds when you were the one who bought a house with east-facing windows in the bedroom?” I grumbled even as I did just that. “Bad fuckin’ call, babe.”
“I didn’t realize that was east. I viewed the house in the middle of the afternoon,” she argued. “Besides, I bought this place based on the kitchen. The bedroom just had to be here.”
Pulling the drapes—blackout ones, good but unsurprising with the hours I knew she worked—and darkening the room to give us both some relief, I told her, “That’s some jacked logic. The bedroom’s where all the best shit happens.”
She peeked her eyes open again, keeping them that way when she’d verified I’d blocked out the damn light. “You’ve eaten my cupcakes.”
Fuck me, but she was right. She created some serious magic in that kitchen.
“Fair point,” I conceded, collapsing back onto the bed.
I rolled toward her, pulling her body into mine and maneuvering my leg so it was bent between hers, the warmth of her pussy against my thigh.
“Too fuckin’ early. Back to sleep.”
Avery’s body was stiff for a minute, but I stayed put and quiet. She took a bit, but she let whatever was fixing to crawl up her ass go, settled in, and we both fell asleep again.
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Don’t miss the rest of the Savage Disciples MC series:
Clutch (Savage Disciples MC #1)
Shift (Savage Disciples MC #2)
Engage (Savage Disciples MC #3)
Ignite (Savage Disciples MC #4)
Cruise (Savage Disciples MC #6)
Drew Elyse spends her days trying to convince the world that she is, in fact, a Disney Princess, and her nights writing tear-jerking and sexy romance novels.
When she isn’t writing, she can usually be found analyzing every line of a book, binge watching shows on Netflix, doing strange vocal warm ups before singing in a variety of musical styles, or screaming at the TV during Chicago Blackhawks games.
A graduate of Loyola University Chicago, she still lives outside Chicago, IL, where she was born and raised, with her boyfriend and her fur babies Lola and Duncan.