I really enjoy Jessie Walker’s books a lot. They are always full of emotion and very steamy and over all very easy to become immersed in.This one didn’t quite hit the mark that I was hoping it would.Don’t get me wrong, I still enjoyed it and the characters were insanely likable (as always) but something […]
You will find that in previous reviews I have of Claire Contreras books that I go on and on in the beginning about how great she is, how much I adore her and her writing. Like, she is also super pretty and so talented and kind…. and eventually someone is going to get sick of […]
Will They Fight or Will They Fuck? The Ultimate Rhetorical Question For This Book. Where do I even begin? Before you all come for me… This was hands down one of the most ridiculous books I’ve ever read. So here we go, from the top! Enter Killian: Probably the most obnoxious male character I’ve had […]
“𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐜 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐚𝐢𝐫, 𝐟𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐮𝐩 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐥𝐞, 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐚 𝐩𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡… 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐫𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐝𝐮𝐚𝐥 𝐦𝐨𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧 𝐢𝐭. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐨𝐧 𝐟𝐥𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧, 𝐢𝐭𝐬 𝐦𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭. 𝐀𝐦𝐚𝐳𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐥𝐲, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 […]
This island alone boasts more ghost stories than all of Louisiana combined.
And I’m one of them.
In the Louisiana swamplands, ghost stories are as much a part of childhood as chasing fireflies and crawfishing. They never much scared me, though, nor the possibility of evil out to do me harm. Until the night I watched shadows come to life and butcher everything I loved.
With a stranger’s help, I managed to escape to an isolated place miles north, and, in time, became my own ghost story. A cautionary tale for the locals.
Nearly a decade passed, before I returned to my birthplace, in hopes of unearthing long-awaited answers. Instead, I found something I wasn’t looking for. Someone. A remedy for my loneliness.
Or so I thought.
Turns out, Thierry Bergeron is no elixir. He’s a deadly poison, cursed by the demons of his past, and feared by those who call him the elusive Rougarou of the bayou. A devious rogue, whose seductive whispers and rough hands haunt my dreams. The big bad wolf that defiles me without apology, or remorse.
I should resist him, but I can’t.
And when the shadows return to stake their claim on me, his darkness is the only safe place to hide.