Let’s get something out of the way. Alexandra Sokoloff writes a damn fine book. I thought her edge might wear off but she stays strong. This is the third book in her Huntress/FBI storyline and I can’t decide which one of them I love the most.
She takes the time to research her writing, there is good flow with her words and her characters come to life. Bravo.
I’m done fangirling now… so about the book.
Cara Lindstorm has been arrested and suddenly the sixteen year old girl that was the prosecutions witness goes missing. While Cara is still in custody a pimp is murdered and his slaying is very similar to Cara’s MO. Then more evil men are turning up dead.
Roarke is still haunted by Cara and he is a tortured hero but there is one thing that stands out about his character. His demons don’t make me hate him. Sometimes reading a book that has a male lead can lead to cockiness and if they do have a weakness it gets to the point where I just want to smack them. It has not happened with Roarke yet, I still like him.
Then you have Cara, a female serial killer. She didn’t make herself that way though. Her past is violently cruel and the way that the whole story-line of her seeing “IT” comes into play. You just believe she can see that evil.
Whether IT was a seperate, independant force or just a word for the evil that humans beings do, Roarke didn’t know. He only knew that evil was real.
IT was evil.
I do not want to give much of the story away because I think more people should read these books. They make you rage, think and question what is right and wrong.
There is a trigger warning for some of you: This book involves human trafficking.
The murders all of which they attributed to Santa Muerte:
She is out there.
But she is not the only one.
This is a call to arms.
This is a war on rape culture.
This book should cause me to lose a few pounds because now my stomach is queasy.
When I started the book I was all fangirl because I love some contagion books. Yes, I know I have weird tastes in books.
Some kind of contagion is sweeping a town, it causes people to go completely nuts and to kill the people around them. A seventy something year old Grandma kills her son because of it.
Then before the bodies of the assailants can be looked at they rot, completely turn to mush, and an odd fungus looking stuff.
Things of daydreams right?
Then a former football player gets infected. Perry Dawsey is a big guy, he has been known for his horrible temper but has settled into a boring office job. Once infected Perry fights back. He has blue triangles growing in his skin!
There are others that have been infected. Then the triangles start talking to each other……then start hatching.
I’ve had the third book of this series on my kindle for awhile and thought I would finally pick this one up to see what all the fuss was about. It was kind of a medium opening for me. I will finish the series but not at this moment.
On it’s own this book would be a three star but combined with the first volume I’m going with a four star. This volume is more builder for hopefully what is to come.
Coach Boss’s obsession with football is the back bone to this one. His violent history with his father is told in flashbacks and all he wants to do it prove his daddy proud.
I did miss Earl Tubbs and his big stick in this one but these books are going to take no prisoners or looks like they are not going to leave any alive either.
Well, shit sticks.
I loved Meghan Quinn’s The Virgin Romance Novelist so I was request crazy when I saw this book come up on Netgalley.
Now I’m gonna admit, the sexy times in this book were hot as heck. Ms. Quinn nails that with a sense of fun that I do find refreshing.
Goldie works in a bar as a waitress, think Hooters on steroids. She barely makes ends meet so she has sex with a dude for money to help with the bills.
She catches the attention of the guy named Jett, he owns an exclusive club in New Orleans and once she signs that little contract all her debts will disappear.
She doesn’t have to have sex with the clients just with Jett himself. The clients can look but not touch, they can of course avail themselves to the little room provided to relieve themselves.
Can you guess that I wasn’t a fangirl over this one?
I think I might need a shower just to get this dirty feeling off me after this book.
I get that women can do whatever they want with their own bodies. I’m progressive like that. However, don’t feed it to me in a story that provides she only gets to do that by submitting to a guy. Plus said guy has a stable of women who already provide that for him.
Just yuck. Pure yuck.
The reviews for the book are high. So obviously it might just be me.
Lizzie meets her husband Zach on the internet. He seems like that perfect man. He is good looking, talented, and completely loves her.
Then Zach is killed in an auto accident and Lizzie does her year of grieving, at the anniversary of his death she goes to the spot of his accident. Someone else had gotten there before her and left flowers. Lizzie begins to wonder about the relationship she had with Zach.
The book switches points of view throughout the story, you have Lizzie’s present day and Zach’s pages from his diary.
We find out that Lizzie had finally planned on leaving Zach, but would she have gone through with it?
The truth is, I would never have left him. Zach could be funny and confident and clever, but it was his darkness that drew me.
I wondered about Lizzie too. She spent most of the marriage convincing him that she wanted only him.
Then you have Zach’s passages. Zach was a tad bit psycho.
But one slip and she knows I won’t be responsible for the consequences. It’s a game we play. I think she likes it.
Lizzie then realizes she is being followed and she starts looking into Zach’s history. Nothing he told her was the truth. She didn’t know him at all.
This book starts off slowly but once I got into the story I did not want to stop reading. Perfectly creepy and stalkerish. This is what I wanted that damn Gone Girl book to be.