by T.M. Frazier
The Bow Tie is Back!
PREPPY by T.M. Frazier is LIVE!
Samuel Clearwater, A.K.A Preppy, likes bowties, pancakes, suspenders, good friends, good times, good drugs, and a good f*ck.
He’s worked his way out from beneath a hellish childhood and is living the life he’s always imagined for himself. When he meets a girl, a junkie on the verge of ending it all, he’s torn between his feelings for her and the crippling fear that she could be the one to end the life he loves.
Andrea ‘Dre’ Capulet is strung out and tired.
Tired of living for her next fix. Tired of doing things that make her stomach turn. Tired of looking in the mirror at the reflection of the person she’s become. Just when she decides to end it all, she meets a man who will change the course of both their lives forever.
And their deaths.
For most people, death is the end of their story.
For Preppy and Dre, death was only the beginning.
This is the fifth book in the King Series and it's meant to be read after Soulless.
I received a copy in exchange for an honest review!
What I say: I'm a huge fan of King and T.M. Frazier's naughty, darker romance series. I've been impatiently waiting for more Preppy since we first met him.
PREPPY isn't a standalone - I really would recommend reading the rest of the series first. For this review, which I'm going to keep as spoiler free as possible, I'm going to presume you're already familiar with the series.
It's pretty difficult to talk about the book without giving anything away, but if you liked Preppy in previous books, then you're going to flipping love him here! Samuel *ahem* Preppy is complicated, messed up and charming. His back story is even more troubling than I was expecting, but goes a long way to explain his actions. In amongst the darkness is a whole load of funny. Preppy never failed to make me laugh - I don't remember a character with better one-liners.
Dre comes with her own huge set of issues. She encompasses many of the elements needed in a fab female MC. I often found myself asking is she the good girl next door? Ot the hopeless junkie? Or a victim or a manipulator? In the past she's probably been most of these but I loved her sassy charm and extreme vulnerability. I liked Dre and Preppy as individuals but I loved them together!
It's a T.M. Frazier story so expect lots of drama, violence, bad language and a bucket load of sexy times. Some are more graphic and harder to read than others, but the naughty scenes are always interesting.
The ending!! Holy cliffy batman!!! I'm desperate to know what happens next...!
4.5 Dramatic Stars in my Sky!
“No! I hate you,” she spat, as I continued to tug her beside me.
“Good, you can hate me while I f*** you,” I said. “But first things first. My lesson obviously didn’t take in that brain of yours. You want what you want and I can’t stop you,” I said, as we approached the train tracks which were elevated on a mound of gravel several feet off the ground. The warning lights flashed orange, the neon reflective barriers dropped down to cover the service road, while the bells indicating an approaching train clanged away. “And since I can’t stop you, I’m going to help you out. Bullet in the head was so three hours ago. I’ve got something even better in mind now.”
“Wait. What?” she asked, her teeth chattering. “You…you wouldn’t.”
“Wouldn’t what?” I said, turning around to face her, almost losing my footing when I noticed the trail of dried tears on her cheeks. I looked away for a fraction of a second to regain my composure. “You think I wouldn’t kill someone?” I cocked an eyebrow. “You already know that I’ve been there, done that, bought the motherf***ing t-shirt, doll.” Her eyes went wide and she made a move to step back. “Oh no, Doc, I read your letter and I saw what you wanted. And remember, I’m nothing if not accommodating.”
When I pulled her to climb the gravel mound her knees locked up so I bent over and picked her up by the waist, tossing her over my shoulder, carrying her onto the tracks while she beat on my back with her closed fists. When I got to the top I set her down roughly and she fell backwards onto her ass, bracing herself with her hands against the large pieces of gravel under the tracks.
The whistle of the train blew in the distance. It wouldn’t be long now. Dre made a move to stand up, but that wasn’t what I had in mind. I bent down and pushed on her chest, spreading her tiny frame across the tracks. I crawled on top of her, pinning her down with my thighs. I leaned over her, my chest to hers as we both breathed rapidly. She struggled underneath me to get up, pushing at my chest, but I wouldn’t budge. “Why the struggle, Doc? This is what you wanted, isn’t it?”
She glanced up at me as the train whistled again. Her gaze flipped to her right, where the single yellow light from the train emerged from around the corner, shining brighter and brighter as it chugged closer and closer. For a moment she stopped struggling, looking back and forth from the train to me.
“So what, you’re gonna die too?” she asked, hoping to appeal to my sense of self preservation.
I shrugged. “I get bored easily, maybe the devil will make me his errand boy or something.”
“Preppy, this isn’t funny. Get up and get off the tracks,” she said, her concern shifting from herself to me.
I shook my head and yawned. She wiggled underneath me, and although there was a train barreling toward us I once again stirred to life...
T.M. Frazier is a USA TODAY BESTSELLING AUTHOR best known for her KING SERIES. She was born on Long Island, NY. When she was eight years old she moved with her mom, dad, and older sister to sunny Southwest Florida where she still lives today with her husband and daughter.
When she was in middle school she was in a club called AUTHORS CLUB with a group of other young girls interested in creative writing. Little did she know that years later life would come full circle.
After graduating high school, she attended Florida Gulf Coast University and had every intention of becoming a news reporter when she got sucked into real estate where she worked in sales for over ten years.
Throughout the years T.M. never gave up the dream of writing and with her husband’s encouragement, and a lot of sleepless nights, she realized her dream and released her first novel, The Dark Light of Day, in 2013.
She’s never looked back.
Visit her here for news, information, and appearances.