Rachel Van Dyken brings you RIP a complete stand alone novel that fans of the Eagle Elite series will devour!
With twists and turns you won't see coming, this dark romantic suspense will keep you on your toes and leave you screaming for more.
But I broke her, and now we both have to pay the price.
I'm her nightmare.
I'm her savior.
And now that I have her signature on an ironclad contract, I
own her body and soul.
own her body and soul.
She doesn't remember me.
She will.
It's inevitable.
Because as much as I know I need to stay away, for fear of
unlocking the memories I helped her father bury--I can't.
unlocking the memories I helped her father bury--I can't.
She was the apple in the Garden, dangled in front of me, her
core so tempting and sweet. A voice whispered. Just. One. Bite.
core so tempting and sweet. A voice whispered. Just. One. Bite.
I bit.
I tasted.
I fell.
Welcome to the world of the Russian mafia, where death, is
your only future.
I received a copy in exchange for an honest review!
What I say: With Halloween just around the corner it's the perfect time to release a romantic suspense story. RIP is a standalone but does fit into the world of Rachel Van Dyken's Eagle Elite series.
I'm going to call RIP a crossover book because there's lots of drama, murder and action, but also romance. Due to the issues involved in the story, the plot is dark and sinister at times. There may be potential triggers for some, but if you're a fan of grittier and darker romances, then hopefully you'll be as engrossed in getting some answers as I was.
The insights into the Italian and Russian Mafia work well and we get to see some old friends. It is worth noting that I hadn't read Elude before starting RIP. I did manage to spoil certain elements of the plot for myself, so if you're going to be reading the Eagle Elite series I really would read Elude before starting RIP.
There are lots of naughty scenes, so the book isn't for younger readers. I know dark romances aren't for everybody but I wouldn't really class RIP as a dark romance. It's more of a grey-suspense-romance-thriller. I kept changing my mind about whether Nik is hot or kinda creepy. I'm not really sure what this says about me, but I ended up going with intense.
I liked Maya and felt as though she handles what is essentially pretty mixed up circumstances pretty well. I wanted her to demand some answers, but at the same time I understood (thankfully not firsthand) how frustrating it was for her to be in such a tense situation.
In a completely unrelated note, I really want to know if the cover model is Rachel's husband...?
4 Stars in my Sky!
Excerpt:
“You are your father’s daughter.” His
lips curved into a delicious smile, “You resemble each other, not in looks, but
definitely in attitude.” His gaze was unapologetic as he tilted his head and
started raking his eyes from my feet up my legs until finally settling on my
face. I clenched my legs together tightly and forced a smile.
“If you don’t mind, Mr. Blazik, I’d
really like to get on with the interview, I know your time is precious.”
As was mine, I wanted to stress, but
didn’t, just barely restraining myself and clenching my teeth to keep from
giving him a much-needed verbal lashing.
“I blocked out my entire day.”
Did he want applause? “Right, well, I
assure you I can be fast.”
His dark laugh had me shivering and
wanting to lean forward all at once. Men that good looking shouldn’t be blessed
with chuckles like that—a freaking sirens call that’s what it was.
“Amazing… You truly don’t know why
you’re here, do you?”
How many times did I need to repeat
myself and why was I getting the sudden impression that the guy was on some
seriously hard drugs? I looked closer; didn’t pinpoint pupils mean he was high
or something?
“I assure you I’m not drunk, nor high,
if that’s what you’re thinking.” He chuckled again and rubbed his hands
together. “Though the idea does have merit, all things considering.” A muscle
clenched in his jaw.
Oh good, so he was a doctor who liked
drugs and had more money than God. That should go over well for addiction
problems.
I scooted back against the leather
and clicked my pen for, oh, I don’t know, the tenth time. “If you aren’t going
to answer my questions, I should probably go.”
“You won’t be going anywhere,” he
said in a quiet voice. “And for that I’m truly sorry.” His eyes met mine, and
they seemed… apologetic.
“Pardon?” Was he threatening me?
Warning bells went off in my head as adrenaline shot through my system.
“Your father…” He tilted his head.
“He owes me a debt… of gratitude… I asked for something irreplaceable,
something that’s been owed to me for a very long time.”
My stomach sank as my heart started
hammering against my chest.
“What exactly did my father give
you?” I choked out, hating that I probably knew the answer, because my father
was ruthless, he was a business man after all, and he never backed out of a
deal. It was business over family and our business was darkness itself,
horrible, something I blocked out because it made me feel better when I woke up
in the morning and fell asleep at night.
“Well…” Mr. Blazik stood. “I thought
that would be obvious.” He turned his back to me and walked over to his
desk then pressed a button causing blinds to creep down all the windows. When
he turned, the room was already starting to blanket in darkness, making it so
that his teeth practically glowed. “He gave me you.”
Author Spotlight:
Rachel Van Dyken is the New
York Times, Wall Street Journal, and USA Today Bestselling author of regency
and contemporary romances. When she's not writing you can find her drinking
coffee at Starbucks and plotting her next book while watching The Bachelor.
She keeps her home in Idaho
with her Husband, adorable son, and two snoring boxers! She loves to hear from
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