This was a book that called to me for months and months.
Its cover glowing and haunting me from my Kindle. Sitting there ..saying you
bought me..why wont you read me?
Well it’s because I had this feeling it was going to take
my heart on this journey of ..hate, lust, love and beauty. I knew it would
destroy me but at the same time I also felt it would heal me by the end. I just
had to be ready. I needed to be strong as I just has this feeling. From the
blurb ..to the epilogue..this book took me and gripped me in it’s clutches. From the moment Breck Steele was introduced I am not sure that I can even stomach
I've had so many women I
can't even remember over half of their names, but none of them are
mine; I make damn sure of that. I take what I desire and never look
back. I don't need or want anyone, ever...not until I met Emma. Those
eyes bore into what's left of my soul and her touch sears me, weakens
me. I want to hate her for that. She is my ruin...my sweetest hell So even though this is totally not my kind of hero..I had to know..I had to see was he redeemable?
Who I am
and all I believe is marred with just one glance into angry, steel blue
eyes. He seems to control my air, my ability to breathe. He makes me
crave everything I know is a sin. Pure becomes tainted and lines are
blurred. It's my fault; I'm the one who isn't strong enough. I've been
damaged...broken. Breck's words haunt me...'There's a consequence for
every choice you make.' The moment he lays eyes on sweet and innocent Emma..it’s like the
world as he knows it is over. It takes some time ..for walls to be torn down
and his heart to finally wake up and start beating.
Just in time for me to
fall in love with him as he’s falling in love with Emma..
She’s done more than changed me, she has truly consumed my soul
The power in his kiss demands my submission so I surrender,
opening fully to him, returning his passion with a flame of my own.
So much pain, so much anger and so many serets. This is
one journey you have to ride till the end to feel the moments of redemption amongst the pages of beauty to passion and even sorrow and back again.
Breck Steele may not
qualify as one of my perfect alpha’s but he’s perfectly broken, truly real and totally