My rating: 5 of 5 stars
I honestly don’t know where to start with this one there are so many parts where I was left with my jaw dropping or thinking ‘did I really just read that?!’ and picking just one out seems like a disservice to the rest.
So, I will begin with the ending, which was all ends up awesome, full of humour, emotions, scorching hot, commitment and creepy edges.
This book is a masterpiece walk along the line between a contemporary motorcycle club romance and a paranormal packed with villainous deeds and the Merikan writing duo come out on top as always.
From the off this story screams quietly to itself, things are not normal in the Kings of Hell clubhouse and now it’s VP Knight’s turn to fall down the rabbit hole as he encounters his online nemesis The Count, a lover of the madman and serial killer William Fane who inhabited the house some two centuries earlier.
Things get off to a bad start as Elliot, the man behind the facepaint, keeps pushing all of Knight’s protective instincts while simultaneously rousing all his desires. And OMG when they finally let loose on those desires things explode.
The level of “WTF did I just read” switches between seriously creepy and disturbingly arousing at the same time and there are some scenes which I know I’ll be thinking about for quite some time.
Sex is, as ever with these two writers, beyond hot and approaching the stratosphere but it also carries a hint of protection and a needy desire to belong which is unique to Knight and Elliot.
The way Elliot lives to feel wanted is delivered with delicious surrender and Knight’s commanding presence overwhelms the senses. Together their dynamic leaps off the page and there are times when a cold shower becomes a real need, especially once the ghostly malevolence takes hold.
I am loving this series so much and book three shows no sign of letting up on the incredible ride. Oh and that cover from Natasha Snow = swoon!
#ARC provided by the authors in return for an honest and unbiased review.