Title: UNLEASHED
Author: J.L. Drake
Series: Devil's Reach
Genre: Romantic Suspense
Release: October 30
Author: J.L. Drake
Series: Devil's Reach
Genre: Romantic Suspense
Release: October 30
Rating: 4 Stars
Told in the first person. Alternating persons.
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About UNLEASHED:
Tess was under the Devil’s watch while I suffered behind bars with my demons…
The ace in my pocket brings power, and the temptation to flip overwhelms me.
I’m playing chicken with the reaper, and it’s only feeding his thirst.
The smell of blood is a drug. It fuels me. Consumes me.
I am lost.
Tess
The Devil stole me, but I refuse to belong to someone else.
I’m a fighter.
I will do whatever it takes to get back to my family.
Treachery and betrayal surround us.
The only way out is to turn the greatest loss into the greatest victory.
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My Thoughts:
Nolan “Trigger” Vineyard looks like he has a long road ahead of
him. He’s a man with a lot of
anger. Tessa “Tess” Marin’s story is not
something that I would want to experience.
She’s a strong woman and always seems to come up with ways to solve
problems. And she lets us know about Gus
and it’s not pretty. As a reader you
need to remember that even though this is about an MC it is a work of fiction.
Allen is a man you do not want to cross. He’s the match that lit the fire on
everything that happens here. One reason
I kept going back for more was to find out if he ever got his just desserts –
and I wanted a front row seat. This wasn’t
his first appearance in this series so if you haven’t read the previous books
you have some catching up to do.
This is a story that is rough, raw and with plenty of violence –
not something for the weak-kneed. To be
honest, it was tough on me. I may have
had to step away a couple of times – just something to take my mind off what my
mind was trying to process. It certainly
was not a picket fence story.
For the most part I don’t listen to music so that I can
concentrate on the book I’m reading. But
this was not a book where I wanted to get sucked in so deep that it would star
in my dreams so this was one of the rare occasions that I played some of my
favorite band’s music. I have to say
that this author’s imagery is amazing. I
can picture each scene vividly. She has
to be doing something right if shortly into the book, some of her scenes were
able to turn my stomach – or maybe it’s just something I ate.
The funny thing is that it didn’t stop me from reading. The reason being no one was going to just
give things away. I had to patiently wait
for when the right moment came before things started to unfold and that was a
tough thing to do. Because I had to keep
stepping away, it took me a while to get through the book but the payoff was
worth it - especially if you’ve been following the series. The ending was when I could finally release
my breath – anticlimactic. I just may
have to read again because I can’t tell if we’re going to get more of Trigger
and Tess or even the Devil’s Reach – was there a hint I missed?
Excerpt:
My fists beat at my temples, my head screamed at me to kill, and the room spun like someone had ripped open the door to Pandora’s box. I clawed at the walls, ignoring the pain of my torn nails. I smashed the chair against the table and yanked the camera from the wall then gathered up the wire. Quickly, I wrapped it around my hands, ready to take on Doyle.
I shook my head to clear the screams, and the demons swung from bone to bone like an army of apes about to swarm their prey.
No windows, no air, nothing.
Pure, untamed adrenaline coated my insides, destroying any trace of good left in me.
I popped my neck and felt the blood rush away from my palms. Back and forth I shifted my weight, ready to fight. Ready to get the fuck out of here.
“Ahhhhh!” I couldn’t keep in the madness. Chaos gnawed at my nerves.
The smell of blood lingered in the air, a promise I intended to keep for myself once he showed his face.
I rubbed my head vigorously in an attempt to keep it together.
I didn’t lose control; this wasn’t me. What was happening?
What was the holdup? Where the fuck was Sam?
Suddenly, as if someone snapped on a light, the door opened, and Officer Doyle stepped in. He glanced up at me from the file in his hand.
The window behind him shook, and I allowed it to draw my attention for a moment.
There I sat, cool, calm, relaxed in my chair.
If only he knew the storm that raged inside me.
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