

I wish I didn't have to be the bearer of such sad news, but honestly, this was a clusterfuck of good plot done badly. This review is also available on Goodreads.So disappointed. It would appeal to readers looking for dark, erotic read with element of suspense. Maybe a little darkness will turn us both back toward the light.īait is a story of two broken souls finding solace with each other. I enjoyed the overall storyline even though I wasn’t surprised by outcome. As the story progressed, it had a lighter feel, but I’m glad there was certain level of intensity that remained. The book started dark and mysterious with a tinge of ominous tone. A little bird flapping on the ground as the predators circle. My black swan has no idea how close she is to danger. The sex scenes were dirty and the situation added to the hotness. What I like the most about these characters is that they’re unapologetic for what they need and they clicked together like a jigsaw puzzle. I like how she could let herself loose while not losing control. She perfectly aware what she jumped into and took matter into her own hand to regain her spirit. I’m teetering on the edge of the precipice, but I don’t care about that either.Ībigail was one gutsy woman. I’m riding on the wings of insanity, but I don’t care. He may be ruthless, but he also had heart. And I like how beyond that he was perfectly normal. On the surface, Phoenix had that wild and dangerous appeal. A beautiful demon in the darkness whispering my name. She’s a fractured mirror reflecting my own fucking brokenness. I like how the book cover gave a mysterious vibe with dark sexy edge. He let the monster laid dormant inside him until she breathed it back to life. Phoenix may be a stranger, but he was no stranger to the dark needs. But no matter where she went, demons from her past caught up to her, making her crave a dangerous game. Tonight, in the darkness, he’s the hunter.ĪRC provided by the author in exchange for an honest review.Ībigail Summers moved to a new city to leave behind her old life. He’ll make me his and I’ll pretend I don’t want him to. It’s supposed to be one night to get me off and make me forget. Dark hair and even darker eyes that knew my dirty desires before I did.Ī fantasy that should never be spoken.
