I just finished reading this story. At first I was thinking this was just a retelling of the first book but in Rome's POV. I WAS SOOOOOOOO WRONG!!!!! There was so much more to this story. We all knew how Rome felt for Molly but this story delved deeper into him and you got the full story of his f...
Sam's Review5 * OUT OF THIS FREAKING WORLD * ONE OF MY TOP READS OF ALL TIME * EMOTIONAL * BEAUTIFUL * GRIPPING * HEALING * TI AMO * STARSIt has taken me so long to find the words for this review, this is purely because this book gave me everything and so much more I look for in a read. So I have...
I discovered this book one day on Amazon just after it had released and I quickly grabbed a copy! I couldn't wait to read it! I read it for the first time at the end of April when I was recovering from an operation, and then I recently re-read it after I discovered that a second book had just rel...
Don't give up on this book - in the beginning it is difficult to understand the UK lingo & there is an overabundance of silliness. It gets much better, it has serious moments, heartbreak & love! Natasha comes home to her man boning his assistant which makes her angry but not really as upset as sh...
3.5 stars. Great story line, soooo frustrating trying to wrap my brain around her thought process. I wanted to shake her! And Ky, he really was a whore for a big part of the book. I hate that he was spending time with Liala and still having ménages with the skanks. And what they did to Liala! I j...
I am a Cursed woman of Eve . . . No, I thought, her confession circling laps around my head. No, no no! My stomach formed into a black hole as we fell into a heavy silence. My deep breathing sounded like thunder as it bounced off the floor where I lay. Images of Mae, Delil...
Austin even scored a debut touchdown, but I couldn’t bring myself to look at Elpi’s reaction. In fact, the longer I sat in this chair, the more I couldn’t take the tension pulsing between us. “Ally?” Blinking fast, realizing Lexi was calling my name...
I slammed my fists forward, ripping into the flesh of the newly slaughtered pig hanging from the rafter of the gym. Viktor, my death-match trainer from my Dungeon days, counted my reps beside me. My bladed knuckle-dusters sliced into the pink flesh of the swine, the dripping blood and the cut of ...