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400 pages, Kindle Edition
First published March 3, 2020
#1 War of Hearts — 4.5 Stars
#2 Kiss of Vengeance — 2.5 Stars
(1) My foul mood just happened to rear its ugly head at the awful moment and ruined everything.
I was like this poor lifeless kitten who didn’t know how to have fun. It was a miserable existence.
(2) This book suffers from the middle book syndrome, which technically shouldn’t even be possible bcs this is a standalone series.
(3) This book just plain sucks, except that it’s kind of universally acknowledged that it isn’t bcs the majority of readers clearly love it.
No one had ever kissed her like Fionn. Like she was air. Life. Food and water all in one.
He wanted to fuck the woman he planned to use in his vengeance. It was inconvenient to say the least.
“He wanted to fuck the woman he planned to use in his vengeance. It was inconvenient to say the least.”
“She was the devil. Rose Kelly was the bloody devil. He couldn’t remember the last time anyone had gotten the better of him, let alone a little slip of a woman.”
He wasn’t even a man.
He was a six-foot-seven behemoth of hotness.
Fionn was a stranger.
Even if he didn’t feel like one.
Even if he felt like that elusive something she’d been searching for her whole life.
Rose had never been one to fantasize about guys and romance … but she couldn’t help her
thoughts as she watched her delicious mentor sleep, his handsome face appearing younger in
rest. She couldn’t help but imagine that her future on the run might not be so desolate if she had
someone who excited her by her side.
“Once we get in there, I’ll take out the guards — I’ll just knock them unconscious,” he assured her before she could protest.
“How are you going to do all that if you’re disoriented?”
“My dear Rose.” His tone was exasperated but the endearment still caused a flutter in her
stomach. “I’m the oldest motherfucker on this planet. Very little can disorient me.”
That flutter intensified. “I’m not gonna lie … the ‘oldest’ part should put a girl off, but the whole badass immortal thing is pretty hot.”
Fionn was stuck in the most unlikely of places.
He wanted to fuck the woman he planned to use in his vengeance.
It was inconvenient to say the least
“I am nothing if I am not my revenge.”
“I am nothing if I am not my revenge.”
"No one had ever kissed her like Fionn. Like she was air. Life. Food and water all in one."
She was his new obsession. She was everything. A vital, imperative piece of him, and Fionn Mor realized that if he gave her up, he'd not only destroy the one person that meant most to him, he'd destroy himself, too.