Series: King #2
on August 17, 2015
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I. Remember. Everything.
Only now I wish I didn't.
When the fog is sucked away from my mind like smoke through a vacuum, the truth that has been beyond my reach for months finally reveals itself.
But the relief I thought I would feel never comes, and I'm more afraid now than I was the morning I woke up handcuffed in King's bed.
Because with the truth comes dark secrets I was never meant to know.
I will put the lives of those I love most at risk if I let on that my memory has returned, or if I seek help from the heavily tattooed felon who owns me body and soul.
I don't know if I'm strong enough to resist the magnetic pull toward King that grows stronger every day.
He's already saved me in more ways than one. Now it's my turn to do whatever it takes to save him.
Even if that means marrying someone else...
“Don’t trust the Tyrant.”
Anything you thought you knew, or anything you suspected you might know after reading King by TM Frazier, throw it out the window now. Don’t trust the Tyrant… and don’t trust what you think. What you suspect, or even think you may know, you have no idea. Not. Even Close. If you thought you loved King before, buckle your seat-belts, look straight ahead, and keep your hands inside the car at all times, because this roller-coaster is just getting started.
“Oh, Pup. I’m pretty sure even death couldn’t keep me from you.”
With truth comes dark… and the truths that unfold? Who in the? What in the? Where in the??? This was the perfect duet to an incredible story. I can’t put into words just how much I loved this book. The leads were laid out impeccably, I loved them both and hurt for both of them. The supporting cast in this? Brilliant. The epilogue to this book? Uhmmm… yeah.
Made my flesh pebble.
“This thing between us. Whatever it is. It’s not something that just goes away.”
King snarled. “You seem to have forgotten who the fuck I am, Pup. So I’m going to remind you.” He pressed his hips against mine. “I’m the man who took you against your will and handcuffed you to my fucking bed. I’m the man who wanted you, so I fucking kept you.” He cocked an eyebrow. “Do you really think you have a choice when it comes to being mine?”
King lifted me onto the dresser and pushed himself between my legs, forcing my legs apart. He held my wrists behind my back forcing my shoulders backwards and pushing my chest into his. My dress rode up to the tops of my thighs. King pushed a strand of hair behind my ears and leaned in to me, his lips just a breath away from mine. The room was getting hot. I couldn’t breathe. I needed…I don’t know what I needed. “No more questions.”
I opened my mouth to argue. “Stop fucking talking,” he snapped.
King lifted me off the dresser and carried me and set me down in front of the full-length mirror that hung on the closet door. He stood behind me. A head taller than me and outweighing me by a hundred pounds, our differences had never been more obvious. His dark jeans and dark tank top were a stark contrast to my little white eyelet sundress. My pale skin next to his tanned. My white hair to his black. It was a sight that made my knees weak. Because although the reflection in the mirror made our differences obvious, it also made me see how well the two fit together.
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