This is the first book I have read by Coralee June and I have to say, I am impressed! This book has a kick ass female lead who dominates the story line! I loved reading how Octavia tackled whatever her messy life threw at her. She loses her twin brother and knows that there is foul-play involved which sends her on a downward spiraling of uncovering twisted lies, getting caught up in dark attractions and facing reality head on. I could not stop reading this story, it was so intriguing. The way Coralee writes, the words create such complex, vivid imagery in your mind, you are hooked from page one! Loved the ending and am really looking forward to reading more by this author in the future!
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I rocked my hips as he settled on top of me, parting my thighs so that he could slide inside. Then began the never-ending cycle of pumping and ravenous devouring. My body was his. My mind was mine. My heart couldn’t decide who it belonged to, but it beat in time to his. I dug my fingers into his back as he kissed my lips, thrusting deep until we were both jolting the headboard of the hotel bed against the wall.
And instead of the angsty fuck I thought I wanted, I decided to let him fuck me slowly, deliberately. I wanted to savor his soul until we exploded together. He held me as though he would never let go, and I fucked his cock like it was a goodbye.
Such a pretty boy. Growling and all possessive like. I didn't like wine, but it was staining his lips red, and I wanted a taste.
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Killing my brother’s murderers has become my latest obsession.
Against the advice of my alcoholic therapist, I've left my life behind, moving across the country with just two goals in mind: Take down the elite Ivy League School that covered up my twin brother’s death, and seek revenge on the ones responsible.
But nothing is what it seems at Blackwood University, and it starts to feel like I'm grieving a stranger.
Although I’m prepared to do whatever necessary to bring his murderers to justice—nothing could prepare me for falling in love.