“Dark, dirty, raw and hauntingly beautiful- this book was the complete mindfuck of a ride. Molly McAdams really did it take this book to a whole new level! I don’t think I’d be getting over the Devil anytime sooner!”-Ari
About this book:
From New York Times bestselling author Molly McAdams comes a powerhouse romantic suspense that will have you questioning your morals and second guessing your view on love.
I live in a world few know exist. I’ve trained for this. I know what to say, what to do, and how to act. I’ve perfected the lethal calm required for this life.
Now it’s time to buy my first girl. But all it takes is one look at the brave girl who starts singing mid-auction for that calm to slip.
Briar Chapman is going to be the death of me, and I don’t care. I’ll take every day with her until that death comes, and I’ll welcome it when it does.
On the outside, Lucas Holt is what nightmares are made of. A man cloaked in darkness, with sin-filled eyes and an enticing grin. A devil so devastatingly beautiful and cruel that his very presence instills fear.
But beneath his terrifying, ever-calm exterior is an affectionate man haunted by a past that refuses to stay buried. And Lucas looks at me as though he’s finally found the only person who can make it all go away.
We’re a battle of the brightest day and the darkest night—and I want to lie in the wake of our war.
Release Date: 28th February, 2017
What I think?
The last book I read was a complete bummer, therefore you have to understand that I was very hungry for a good dark romance with all the dark elements. And then came along this book.
And oh. my. god.
I fucking loved this book!
This was the first book I’ve read by McAdams, and bloody hell am I a fan! I knew! I kind of knew right from the beginning of the prologue that I was either going to end up loving the shit out of it, or freaking hating it.. because experience. And god did I want to love it.
After surviving a traumatic past and horrible parents, Briar Chapman had the near perfect life- a life she adored and a fiance she was in love with. But just when she thinks that she’s gotten everything she’s ever wanted, it all gets taken away from her- brutally.
Kidnapped and drugged, Briar is sold at an auction (where very powerful and very dangerous men buy slaves for their very particular lifestyle) to a ruthless man. To her Devil.
Meet Lucas Holt– a millionaire, a slave trader and Briar’s Devil.
“I had been wrong. He wasn’t a demon. A demon wasn’t nearly as evil or dark as this man.”
He puts the “E” in enigma. That man tho! Despite everything he did, I freaking loved him.
My heart was thumping so hard during the first 20% of the book! I think that should tell you what a fantastic start it had? Si?
Lucas had been groomed for a certain sort of lifestyle for the past 4 years by his mentor William- a lifestyle where women were collected like in a harem and kept. Where he was supposed to be their owner- their master. A lifestyle with it’s own set of rules and regulations and punishments when those rules were broken.
One of the most important rules were that you were not allowed to care about your girls.
Except, every rule goes out of the window when he sees Briar.
She was the first girl, and you were not supposed to choose the first girl in the queue. She was the costliest of them all, and he broke every rule right from the moment he saw her.
“But more when I’d already broken so many rules was like playing Russian roulette by myself.”
Even after being sold to the man she deemed her Devil, Briar never stopped fighting. And every time Lucas tried to teach her a lesson, both became the casualty. Her hate for him was so strong that it was almost all-consuming. I don’t think I would be any different if I were in her place.
Until one day, her Devil became her savior.
Lucas cared for Briar, and it was evident to all. It was also a big no-no. Because when you cared about someone, they became a liability, a weapon against you. A weapon that had to be eliminated before you got in too deep.
At least that what his mentor William thought.
I absolutely loved the entire course of the story, and how Briar’s feelings for Lucas progresses and morphs from hatred to love. And I wouldn’t dare say that Lucas didn’t earn every single one of them. And the one thing I loved the most was his honor- despite her technically being his, he never took things too far. And he protected her from everything that came at her- his present and his past.
If you think that the devil doesn’t have ghosts, then think again.
Lucas Holt was haunted by his past- a past that is as dangerous as it is complicated. I wouldn’t say that I totally did not see the revelation coming, because I kind of had an inkling about what was probably going on, but the way they come out, it’s brilliant!
The writing was bloody fantastic. I couldn’t put this book down once I started reading it. And that ending- perfect. It was absolutely perfect.
I honestly can’t explain the plot to you, because it would destroy the entire reading experience for you. But really, this is one dark romance, that I definitely recommend. If you are looking for a tortured anti-hero, a badass heroine, a lot of angst then this is the book for you.
“I’m your blackbird. These wings are broken without you near.”
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She closed the distance between us, each step slow and calculated. Once she was close enough, I slid one hand around her waist and the other around the back of her neck, using her hair to tilt her head back so I could study those eyes that captivated me.
“I hate that you have so much money that you buy women. I hate that you bought me at all, but mostly that you bought me because I started singing. I hate the circumstances that brought me to you, but I love you and am thankful I’m here with you all the same.”
My chest ached and filled with warmth. I wanted to kiss her and thank her for trusting me with her past. I wanted to erase every bad memory and replace them with ones of us now, but she didn’t realize what she’d just said . . .
As much as I wanted what she was saying to be true, it wasn’t, and it never would be. It couldn’t.
“You don’t,” I said thickly, forcing the words out through the tightness in my throat.
Confusion covered her face and her brows drew together. “I don’t what?”
“You don’t love me.”
I felt the shock that went through her body, but she didn’t try to pull away from me. Instead, she gripped my shirt in her hands like she was pleading with me in her touch alone.
“Lucas . . .”
My eyes slid shut, and I released a slow, weighted breath. “You don’t, Briar.”
“I know you think you don’t know how to love someone, but you do, you have been. You know what love is, and I have never been more aware of how loved I am by someone than I am by you.”
I ground my jaw and finally looked at her again. Instead of disagreeing with her, I said, “You can’t love me, because you don’t know me.”
I hated the hurt in her eyes. I hated that I was putting it there. I hated everything I was, hated that I would never be enough for the girl I didn’t know how to let go of. Couldn’t let go of.
“Yes, I do,” she choked out. “I’ve seen it, I’ve felt it, I’ve experienced your darkness and your monsters, and I’m still here. Haven’t I proven myself yet? Haven’t I proven I am not going anywhere? That you can’t make me run?” Her gripping hands flattened and moved up to curve around my neck. “I knew to fall in love with you I had to fall in love with the devil, too. I am not as naïve as you think I am.”
“But you have no idea exactly how heartless your devil is,” I said darkly.
“Then let me see—”
“I won’t let you into that part of my world,” I said on a growl. Just the thought of her being in a situation to see me like that—to see that part of my world—chilled me in a way that made me feel sick. “All of this will change the minute you see it. Trust me when I say you’ll never be able to look at me the same, and I won’t be able to live with myself if that day ever comes.”
“You can’t know that,” she argued, her words still sounding like a plea.
“Think of your worst memories with me, Blackbird,” I ordered gently. “Think of what I told you about the shootout with my brothers. Think about what William did to you. Now try to grasp that all of that is nothing compared to what I have done, and what I do, without feeling a thing.”
I waited for it to sink in, and after a few moments, it did. And there was that look in her eyes I’d come to dread and hate—fear and uncertainty. But I could still see her love for me.
Unfailing and undeserving.
“Didn’t you hear me the first time?” she finally asked as tears filled her eyes. “The darkest part of your soul terrifies me, but, Lucas, I’m not going anywhere.”
About the author:
Molly grew up in California but now lives in the oh-so-amazing state of Texas with her husband, daughter, and fur babies. When she’s not diving into the world of her characters, some of her hobbies include hiking, snowboarding, traveling, and long walks on the beach … which roughly translates to being a homebody with her hubby and dishing out movie quotes. She has a weakness for crude-humored movies and fried pickles, and loves curling up in a fluffy comforter during a thunderstorm … or under one in a bathtub if there are tornados. That way she can pretend they aren’t really happening.