Also releasing today! Another dark romance is here and I’m about halfway through – definitely faster moving and if you’re not a fan of some gore, then you might want to think twice before picking it up.
Thanks to Valentine PR for the gifted ebook copy in exchange for my honest review
FROM HELL – Mallory Fox (Releasing November 30th, 2023)
I’ll be sure to update the post with my full review when finish up!
Here’s the synopsis:
His name is Jack… but I’m the real ripper.
Jaxon Clémont knows who I am. Why else would a monster leave petals like breadcrumbs? Send love letters straight from hell? He’s stalking me, taunting me, chasing me into the darkness. He knows where I sleep, eat, and even where I live. He’s a brilliant surgeon and a billionaire, untouchable in every way, with a soul-sucking gaze and a predatory smile. And he knows my deep, dark secret.
But I won’t go softly into the night.
Jaxon might be my weakness with a beautiful face and a divine mission–who can cut my heart open with just one look and rip me apart with only a word–but I’m not another of his victims.
I won’t fall for his deviant charms.
I’m the real ripper, and I’m going to make him pay.
More from the book:
I vowed to kill him, but he’s the one pulling the noose tight around my neck. And I’m not sure I want to escape.
His name is Jack… but I’m the real ripper.
His soul-sucking gray eyes intrusively connect with mine until I’m truly and utterly seen, and he knows what I am. It’s then I know that we’re the same.
She would be fun to hunt. And kill. I can taste it in the air.
I love that she’s a psycho. I’ve found myself a twisted little soulmate.
He slaughters women for fun. I’m supposed to kill him, not kiss him.
“Don’t fall in love with a ripper. Your heart won’t survive.”
My little fox is in the henhouse amongst the wolves.
Now I know who my sweet psycho is…I can’t wait.
Every nerve is screaming that he’s here and he’s after me.
His eyes burn into mine. “Last chance to run, little fox.”
She’s a delight when she’s afraid, and then she bites.
I’ll harvest who the hell I like. Starting with what’s mine…
“You’re twisted.” He looks at me with steel grey eyes almost black. A twisted smile in place. “I’m not the only one.”
“Stalking?” He looks amused. “No, little fox, I’ve been watching you, protecting you, keeping what’s mine safe.”
“Little fox, I know your secret, and I’ve been waiting to eat you.
Loving Jack is like plunging into an icy river in the middle of winter–it takes your breath away and stops your heart. Only a kiss could bring you back to life.
How many sinners have you sent to Hell? Just one. Myself.
I died and went to Hell. That’s the only explanation for my dark guardian Devil. He sends me letters from Hell–his dead girl walking. It’s only a matter of time before he gives a cold, dark grave too.
I feel like I’m a broken mount, an abused animal, and he’s the fucking whisperer trying to soothe some sense into me. Annoyingly, it’s working.
Finally, an angelic grim reaper come to collect my fucked up soul.
I’ve already decided he’s either a spy or a serial killer. I’m not sure which I prefer. Either. Both.
All Rights Reserved Book Blog