CONVICT (Sin City Salvation #2) by A. Zavarelli
Release Date: July 22nd
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From the shadows, I’ve tracked her every move.
I was just supposed to watch her. But now, I can’t stop.
She’s my obsession. My addiction. My poison.
Watching her isn’t enough.
The savage in me won’t be satisfied until I take her and make her mine.
One taste and I’m hooked. Too bad for her… I’m never letting her go.
Stalked. Hunted. Captured.
He took me from my life and locked me away in his compound.
The ex-con. The big bad biker. Inked, bearded, and inhumanely sized.
And yet, every time he looks at me, I melt.
This broken beast hides demons behind those brutal eyes. I hate him… and I crave him. His touch, his words, his lips.
When my enemies come for me, he vows to protect me as long as I do what he says. I’ll be secure in this prison he created for me.
But who will protect me from him?
A. Zavarelli once again slays with her special brand of dark romance. Never too dark, captivating romances, gritty storylines, and characters that are as complex as they are addictive.
Convict follows Birdie and Ace’s story and holy mother of wow! I absolutely fell in love with both of them. Both so utterly ruined by their pasts and heartbreakingly broken and yet they come together to find solace and healing. I love all of A. Zavarelli’s fictional men. They’re tough, crude, and more often than not extremely flawed, but they’re also strong, protective, and when they learn to they love fiercely. Still, I have a special place in my heart for Ace. His character, along with Birdie’s, is so well written and developed that my heart felt as if it were in a vice the entire time. I felt for and *with* him and Birdie. It’s truly a testament to A. Zavarelli’s fantastic writing and storytelling. She can’t write a bad book if she tried.
I can’t recommend this book enough! If you’re a lover of dark romance, high levels of angst m, phenomenal characters, and unputdownable romances then Convict has to be your next read! 5 stars.
Heather’s 🎩🎩🎩 review:
Convict is a book that is filled with heartbreaking truths that our main character Birdie had to come to terms with. She has had a hard life and does what she needs to do to survive. Something from her past has made a reappearance, and is demanding things she will never be able to fulfill.
Ace or hero has been tasked with looking out for Birdie. What starts out as a job turns into a new obsession to him. He has watched and has learned everything about Birdie, so when he is asked to step up he grabs the bull by the horns and deals with her.
The storyline had so much going for it. My rating of 3 stars is because it fell flat for me. I just couldn’t connect with either character. Now don’t let this rating deter you from this book, just because it didn’t work for me doesn’t mean it will not work for you.
He dragged his nose through my hair, breathing me in. And then he pressed his lips against the shell of my ear, repeating the process all over again as he kissed his way down my jaw. When he finally got to my lips, I was hungry and wet for him. Dinner was scattered on the floor around us, long forgotten as his fingers grazed the hem of the silk robe against my thigh. He pulled it aside, then repeated the action on the other leg.
Leaning back, he studied my face before his eyes drifted to the part of me he’d exposed. I was open for him. Vulnerable to him. He could see everything, and I didn’t try to hide it. This was the broken, filthy part of me he needed to see. It was now or never. He could take it or leave it.
His attention drifted up while he tugged at the loose fabric covering my breasts. When he was finished, all that remained was the rope around my waist and the fabric pooling at my sides. I held my breath as I waited to see what he would do next. After everything that had just happened, more than anything, I wanted him to want me, and yet I was terrified he couldn’t. It didn’t make sense, but it was undeniable. He’d seen me at my worst, and I wanted him to tell me it was okay. It didn’t matter how fucked up I was, he wanted me anyway.
Just like with everything else, Huck did it in his own way. He reached for the zipper on his jeans, slowly dragging it down while his eyes locked onto mine. They were filled with dark promises and threats that reflected in his voice.
“Tell me to stop, Birdie. If you don’t, I’ll never let you go.”
“Don’t stop.” I forced the words from my raw throat. “Don’t you fucking dare.”
About the Author:
A. Zavarelli is a USA Today and Amazon bestselling author.
She likes all things chocolate, books that come with warnings, and putting her characters through hell. Her tales have been known to flirt with darkness and sometimes court it unabashedly altogether. Revenge themes and tortured souls are her favorites to write and this gives her an excuse to watch bizarre and twisted documentaries in her spare time.
She currently lives in the Northwest with her lumberjack and an entire brood of fur babies.
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