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448 pages, Kindle Edition
First published January 31, 2017
"We’re like fireworks, Violet. Beautiful separate, but phenomenal when put together. Of course, you can’t have all of that without a few explosions.”
“Can’t, let and won’t. Three words not to use with me. I’m not asking your permission. I’m informing you of the decisions I’ve made. You don’t see me telling you that you can’t be part of the club or I’m going to let you be part of the club or that I won’t stand for you to be part of the club. You’re a big boy, Chevy. You can make your own big-boy decisions and I’m a big girl and you need to learn to accept my big-girl decisions. You want a dog to order around and be obedient, I bet you can adopt one at the pound.”
"Razor strolls up beside me. Strolls, because I’m angryhobbling and my full throttle is his stroll."
“I couldn’t stop them from [...]. I couldn’t stop them from hurting you, but I can keep you warm. Let me do this. It’s not much, but it’s all I got.”
"The club demands trust, loyalty and respect and I demand the same. I deserve that and you deserve someone who can be happy with the scraps you’d be willing to throw them after you swear your allegiance somewhere else.”
"One by one, like dominoes on the downfall, the men gathered around hit their fists against the table. It’s a show of support, a show of brotherhood, and my chest feels tight. Too many emotions flood me and I have to lean back in my chair to keep myself under control. This moment right here—it’s what Mom doesn’t understand. Doesn’t get that I’ve watched this type of solidarity my entire life and all I’ve craved is to be a part of it. To be more than Cyrus’s grandson, Eli’s nephew, James’s ghost in living flesh. More than just being a blood destiny."
"Loving him was easy. It’s life that’s hard."
“I thought loving people was supposed to be easy,” he says quietly. “But it’s the hardest thing I’ve done. I wish I knew how to love you right.”
We stand there, willing the other to relinquish control, but we’re too far on the other side of this war to make concessions. Like being on a carnival ride with no restraints, my heart bounces between being bruised and broken and all combinations in between.
"A playful wrestling match that’s half serious, half not, and, at least once, either Razor or Chevy pops up with Oz in a hold and they egg me on to take a swing.
I can’t do much more than laugh as Oz always finds a way to slip out of their hold, but ends up back on the ground. It’s eight all over again. Ten all over again. Thirteen all over again. Sixteen, too. It’s every year, every age, three boys who are becoming men with just enough of Peter Pan in them to keep them young."
“I got you what you wanted.”
“Are you carrying?” she asks quietly.
“Do you really want the answer?”
“You hate carrying.”
Yeah, but I love her. Never stopped.
“I’ve got you, Violet. I swear to God I’ve got you.”
And there’s no more thrumming.
Just his heat, warm covers, his heartbeat, his promise, the rise and fall of his chest and my body wrapped around his.
This. Just this. I’m finally home.
Some people, like me and Violent, aren’t supposed to break up. Some people like me and Violet, don’t know how to be near each other when we do part ways.
“I am not your property, I am not a dog … I am your equal, and I deserve the love and respect that comes with that because that’s what a real man does when he loves a woman.”
“Ignoring our problems won’t make them go away. We’re playing a dangerous game, and I’ll be honest, I don’t know how many more hits I can take.”
“You want me to walk away?”
“No,” she says quietly. “I never wanted you to walk away. I need you, but I don’t know how to be with you. You need me, but you don’t know how to be with me either.”
“I love you,” I whisper. “I can’t remember a time when I haven’t loved you.”
“As much as you want to, you can’t take all our pain away. Hurting, it’s a part of life, and if you try to stop any of us from being in pain, that means you’re not allowing us to actually live.”
Remember I was in the verge of dying when I read the sample? Oh. My. God. I can’t even begin to tell you all the emotions I had when I read the entire book. I cried and cried and cried, I yelled, I laughed, I sighed… I fell in love once and again with Chevy and finally understood Violet’s behavior and I totally agree with her. #TeamVioletAlwaysand4ever
Frat raised Violet to be a force of nature. A hurricane that looks beautiful from space, but can be a monster once it hits landfall.
I also loved the four friends working together and against the bad ones. I wish Katie would write more about them in the future, I totally see them as the new board of the Reign of Terror and Violet as the first woman as official member of the MC, more than just a Terror Gipsie. She is more! She deserves more. *sighs* Like I said: #VioletisQueen #GirlPower
Sometimes the best family is the kind that doesn’t share blood.
I must warn you that despite this series has three books with three different couples, they can’t be read as standalone because the motorcycle club story has continuity and all three stories are connected anyway. So start with from the beginning, okay? Now, go read this series, I’ll assure you will love it as much as I do.
We were friends, always friends, until one day, we weren’t just friends anymore. We became more until we lost it all.