This was the last installment to the Blood & Roses Series, so I want to try to give an overall review of the entire story.I really enjoyed this series. I appreciated that it wasn't about this perfect guy meeting up with this perfect girl, having melodramatic and inconsequential drama, to end up t...
During the whole time Coralie and I were sneaking around, taking photographs, holding onto each other fiercely in my bed, running as wild as we possibly could with the old bastard controlling her so doggedly, I only had occasion to face him and actually speak once. That seems strange to me now, b...
Cade’s voice sounds so disconnected. So inhumane. It’s like he’s flipped a switch somewhere and he’s not feeling anything. I almost find myself believing the words that are coming out of his mouth. But they can’t be true? Can they? “She’s caused nothing but trouble since the day she showed up, ma...
Then a week. Then two. December arrived, and with it snow. Wet, slushy snow that didn’t stick for long and made the roads a nightmare to drive on. Everything felt gray and dismal, especially my mood. Rose commented on my downcast spirit a few times, then gave up trying to figure out what was wro...
Out there, with barely any light or people to pollute the atmosphere, you can travel back in time as light from long dead stars and ancient celestial bodies finally reach the Earth, hit the walls of your retinas, and for a second they still exist, aren’t forgotten, remain a part of the universe s...
Her pulse is barely there anymore, weak, irregular and thready, and I feel totally numb. A heavy silence reigns supreme inside the car as Zeth drives, and I try to forget where I am. To forget everything that’s happened since I woke up this morning. It’s pitch black by the...
Normally after taking a girl up to my cabin for a couple of hours and then reappearing looking frustrated as fuck, I’d garner a few catcalls from the other Widow Makers, but tonight the mood is overly drunk and sombre. After Bron’s short and simple funeral, no one’s in the mood for jokes. They’re...
I don’t seem to recall a week where I haven’t had reason to be afraid. Okay, since Charlie Holsan died and Zeth took over the gym, things have quietened down, but even that quiet has been punctuated with spells of panic. You ask yourself, how long can this possibly last? How much time will pass b...
I look around, wondering where the fuck I’ve ended up today. It wouldn’t be the first time I’ve passed out and forgotten where I am. A steady diet of booze and pills will do that to a person. I scrub my hand across my face, the gesture meant to make...
6:14 a.m. Absolutely freaking perfect. Since my car was towed to the wrecker’s yard after the crash, Zeth volunteered Michael to get me to work. The poor guy drove like a madman, but still…even early morning traffic heading into Seattle is a bitch, ...