“It’s not the titles that honor the men… it’s the men that honor the titles.”
When I started reading this, I wasn’t sure what to expect. Honestly, I didn’t understand why there was a third book to this series. However, I was pleasantly surprised.
First of all, Naz is still a dark, evil, and sexy man, but he’s trying to be better. He’s trying to be good. He’s trying… for her.
But sometimes the world has other plans. Sometimes the world catches up to you. Sometimes there is a price to pay for the wrong doings you don’t regret. And sometimes it leaves a target on your back.
“I wish I knew what I did to deserve you.”
Naz is still the same reason I decided to give this book a go. Naz, who strung me along in his dark ways through the first two holds your heart in this final conclusion.
I don’t want to give anything away from the previous two books, but this was well done. It felt like there was more action, and it appears to give insight to the next series – which I will have to read at some point. Because let’s face it… Another sexy bad boy? YUM.
Lorenzo. He definitely lit up the pages and was an intriguing specimen. I’m anxious to read about him in the Scarlet Scars series!
“You’re no damsel in distress, sweetheart,” he says. “And I’m the furthest thing there is from a hero.”
Again, there were some typos and grammar errors that I found, which automatically lowers the rating. Like I mentioned above, the book also seemed like it was unnecessary, but JM Darhower did a great job of making it feel needed and very much a part of the series.
Rating: 3.5 stars!
The best way to keep your word is never to give it.
Not long ago, in a chapel in Vegas, I swore to love Karissa for the rest of my days. But nobody’s promised an infinite number of tomorrows. Nobody’s promised forever. Sometimes, all we have left is today.
Seize the day.
It should’ve been over, we should’ve been happy, but people are making it hard for me to live in peace. I’ve got so much blood on my hands they’ll never be clean, and somebody out there seems to want me to pay for it. Happily Ever After always comes at a cost, one any real man would be willing to pay. But that doesn’t mean I’m just going to roll over and accept these consequences.
Because when it comes to the woman I love? The life I’ve fought for?
Nobody is safe.