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BEDROOM HYMNS by Morgan Reeves!
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Title: BEDROOM HYMNS
Author: Morgan Reeves
Genre: Dark Romance
Release Day: October 11th
About Bedroom Hymns
They took me, broke me, remade me in their image. I am branded by their twisted ambitions; martyred by their greed.
They ground me down until I was everything they wanted and more, and at the end I thanked them for it.
Jackson.
Dominic.
Cole.
They forced me to love them, and then they cast me aside like yesterday’s trash.
But they taught me to be the best.
So that’s exactly what they’ll get.
Because in the end…
Revenge is sweeter than love.
And they’ll never see me coming.
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MY REVIEW
5 out of 5 stars
This was a one sitting read. It was an "OMG I can't put this book down" read. It was a "can I give this more than 5 stars?" read. It was a "what else has this author written because I need to read them all now" read.
Dark. Twisted. Sick. Broken. Strong. Words are swirling through my head but I just can't put them together in a review that does justice to how amazing this book is.
Sophia is the victim of a despicable crime but throughout it all she strives to be anything but a victim. The world she was dragged into made her behave well outside the bounds of the law and societal norms but my word she is my new favourite bass-ass heroine. She is 'da bomb', with an steel core forged from the trials of both her childhood and her 'training' to be a slave.
"We're all monsters," I said flatly. "I just don't pretend to be sane to protect your delicate sensibilities. You want to think that you saved me. That you made me this wonderful thing. That the other girls you do this to will benefit in the end. Well, I'm here as your reminder that all you create are lies. Filthy, stinking shit covered in silk and sent out into the world to build your fortune."....
I stepped toward him and satisfaction slid through me when he backed up a step.
.....He played up what they did in his mind until he half-believed he was the shining knight he said he was.
I knew then that any HEA would be on her terms and was not going to look like unicorns and rainbows.
There are no heroes in this book, well perhaps one or two hapless ones, where being the hero shortens their lifespan. There is Cole the disturbing and twisted leader of the trio, Jackson who likes to think his actions are actually helping the girls he 'rescues', Dominic with his sadistic inclinations and Detective Aaron Jacobs. I was never really sure if any of these would be the saviour of Sophia. Not that she needed anyone to save her, but what she did need was someone to love her unconditionally.
She does get that someone in the most unexpected and twisty endings to a book that I have read in ages. This plot had me from the start - and no wonder because it kicks straight in with the 'tough stuff'. The author had a good balance between actual described scenes and implied actions. This stopped the book feeling too heavy and dark, whilst allowing it to still be gritty and intense. I also cried.
Like the fool I was, I realised that I was crying. The tears were hot as they slid down my face, and I choked on a sob, tightening my grip. The fear was still there. It still hovered around me like a thief in the night. But, for this one moment, I let myself feel that joy. Let myself feel that elusive love.
The book is well written, the characters had depth and I believed in them, even as I didn't like some of them. The pace and plot had me turning pages and unable to put the book down. I definitely need to read the rest of this authors work.
Giveaway
Excerpt 2:
“Do you still hate us?” he asked when the credits were rolling.
I glanced up, tracing the faint scar at his hairline with my eyes. A memento of that ill-fated night. He’d never said anything about that time. Never berated or raged. It hadn’t even affected the way he treated me. He was just Dominic.
Sweet, cruel Dominic.
“Yes,” I said. I didn’t bother trying to soften the word. “I’ll always hate you for what you did. But now I love you all, too. It blurs the lines a bit.”
The corners of his eyes crinkled with his smile. He was getting older. I could see bits of silver at his temples now that I thought to look. Did he notice? Worry? Care?
Probably not. His life didn’t depend on his looks, after all.
“You love me?” he asked, the teasing evident in his light, lilting tone.
In answer, I leaned forward and kissed him, letting our tongues tangle and glide against each other. His teeth grazed my lower lip and I shuddered and broke away.
“Yes. I love you.”
The light slowly dimmed from his velvety brown eyes until he was serious once more. “But not like you love Cole,” he said. No reproach to his words. No jealousy.
I laughed, and almost winced at how brittle and caustic the sound was. “It’s impossible to love anyone that same way I love Cole,” I said. “There’s too much loathing mixed in with it to be matched by anyone else. Be glad I don’t love you like I do him.”
Dom’s hand reached up to cup my cheek and for some reason the gesture struck me as so tender and loving that I felt tears sting behind my eyes. I blinked them back, refusing to show such weakness.
It was beneath me to cry.
I was a warrior.
A fighter.
“I’ll always be here, sweetheart,” he murmured, kissing my forehead. “When he breaks you, I’ll always pick up the pieces.”
I leaned into him, luxuriating in his heat and steadiness. My gentle beast. My savage gentleman.
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