There was a backbone somewhere there, and I was desperately hoping that she would let it show sooner rather than later. She would cave at the simplest push when it came to the brothers.
Dove was too much of a pushover for my particular tastes. Now here’s the thing, at first I questioned the connection between these two. All four are darkly handsome and hauntingly dangerous, but only one of them makes her heart beat a different rhythm every time he glares in her direction King. It’s not a circus, it’s not a carnival, it’s something altogether other, and at the heart of it are The Brothers of Kiznitch. It’s all too real, when she finds herself taken and thrown into the dark and mysterious world of Midnight Mayhem. Then suddenly the presence that she’s felt in the dark corners constantly watching her isn’t just a figment of her mind. Instead of stepping out from behind it to feel the sun against my skin, this shadow ruined every expectation I had of seeing the light. You see, when I was a little girl, a shadow chased me. But her living and waking nightmare has been haunted by a shadow a presence that’s as threatening as it is alluring and mysterious. Dance has always been a love of hers, and this is the one form of it she can allow herself. After brutally losing her parents, she’s coasted from foster home to foster home, and is now making ends meet as a stripper. Love is a battlefield, and my knight is a villain.ĭove has been through plenty in her young love. I was completely captivated and riveted to the pages. The first half was one convoluted mindf*ck, but yet I couldn’t tear my eyes away. Dark? Fantasy? A total and complete mindf*ck? All of the above? Suffice it to say I spent the better part of the first half asking myself what the hell I was reading and what in the ever loving hell was happening. I don’t even know how to begin categorizing this story. The story was so completely out of left field, and everything I never knew I wanted. And you know what? I’m completely hooked. The second I read the blurb for this book, I knew this would be my first book by this author. I’ve been eyeing Amo Jones books for too long, and the blurb of this one just spoke to me. This is what happens when the clock strikes twelve and all of the monsters you thought never existed expose themselves.” When I started Midnight Mayhem, his presence faded. I’d hear his whispers through my internal screams, feel his shadow brush against my nightmares. So ugly that I have never seen it’s face. ?…īut there’s something uglier that has been haunting me for years upon years. The Brothers of Kiznitch come in fours, and they’re not happy about me being hustled into their acts. ?’?…īut Midnight Mayhem was the stained glass that concealed a very dark culture. Like a trained possession, weak against their control.
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