SYNOPSIS
Four years ago, Tyler Karras’ quest to avenge his wife's
death led to all out war with San Francisco's Russian Mafia. With the Bratva’s collapse and its king, Dmitri
Chernov, long dead, all Ty wants now is to put it behind him and enjoy a second
chance at life with his new bride, Hannah, and the child they're expecting any
day. But Chernov's heir, Grigory Dmitriev, has returned, bitter and determined.
He wants his kingdom back, and he's more than willing to leverage Ty's new
family to get it.
First he targets Conner, Ty’s brooding nineteen-year-old
stepson, manipulating the boy into a vortex of sex, drugs, alcohol, and
gambling. Then he turns his sights on Hannah. At eight months pregnant, she’s
the ultimate bargaining chip. With both their lives in jeopardy, as well as his
unborn child, Ty has little choice but to do as Grigory commands—even if that
means assassinating the new leadership resurrecting within the Bratva.
But Tyler swore he'd never kill again. He buried that
monster four years ago and means to keep it that way. Grigory, however, makes
that vow impossible to keep.
With his new family on the line, Ty will cross further into
the dark side than he ever has before, challenging everything he believes about
himself, and forcing him to face the ghosts of his past. Only then will Ty
discover if he has the strength to do the unspeakable, to sacrifice his last
chance at redemption and save the lives of those he loves most.
I was provided a copy of the book by the Author for an honest review.
I just finish reading this book, and I love it, I love the characters and love how the book turn out to be. This book is full of thrill and twist, it had me seating down on the edge of my seat, I couldn't put the book down, I am gone keep this short since I don't want to give anything away.
The story begging with Conner, he is a student at the Washington University, he is dealing with trying to accept his mother, marriage and his new stepfather, he is living the collage life, everything is going good into his friend got killed in front of him, after that he just turned into drug, sex, and alcohol, and his is going down the wrong road, on the other end Tyler think that him and his new family is safe, that he finally got what he wanted, a second chance of happiness, but his past wont let him, he will do everything he can to protect his new family, while the bad guys are still after him, would he finally get his peace.
I really love and enjoy reading this book, I love the characters, their is so much going on that I wish I could keep on writing. But you will have to read the book and find out what will happened. Author Nancy S. Thompson THANK YOU for introducing me to this amazing characters and this awesome book love it.
I just finish reading this book, and I love it, I love the characters and love how the book turn out to be. This book is full of thrill and twist, it had me seating down on the edge of my seat, I couldn't put the book down, I am gone keep this short since I don't want to give anything away.
The story begging with Conner, he is a student at the Washington University, he is dealing with trying to accept his mother, marriage and his new stepfather, he is living the collage life, everything is going good into his friend got killed in front of him, after that he just turned into drug, sex, and alcohol, and his is going down the wrong road, on the other end Tyler think that him and his new family is safe, that he finally got what he wanted, a second chance of happiness, but his past wont let him, he will do everything he can to protect his new family, while the bad guys are still after him, would he finally get his peace.
I really love and enjoy reading this book, I love the characters, their is so much going on that I wish I could keep on writing. But you will have to read the book and find out what will happened. Author Nancy S. Thompson THANK YOU for introducing me to this amazing characters and this awesome book love it.
Excerpt
The discomfort, as bothersome as it was, couldn’t chase away the unease
that flittered through my stomach like butterflies. That feeling had become a
permanent fixture in my core as of late, like there was all this extra room
inside me now. I felt incomplete, half of me missing, and what remained
couldn’t function on its own. It wasn’t an unfamiliar sensation. I’d been here
before, and all the old habits and cravings associated with that came into
sharp focus, while everything else pushed to the periphery and blurred.
I kept a small collection of liquor in the corner of my construction
trailer, for those times when the client came by to celebrate the completion of
a project or the granting of a long-embattled permit. I kept one bottle
half-filled with water, my own little secret. No one ever questioned it. They
all assumed it was vodka. But tonight, it stood empty, while the others danced
temptingly before me like harem girls beckoning me to peek beneath their
veils.
Come to me. I’ll help you forget. You
know I can. I’ve done it so many times before. It doesn’t have to hurt anymore.
Just take a drink, one small sip...
That voice clamored so loud, I couldn’t even remember pulling the stop
from the decanter, or pouring the tequila into the stubby lowball glass. But
there it was, my old friend, the amber devil, staring me in the eye after all
this time.
How many times had I heeded its call, had I given in to the temptation to
simply not feel? Because that was it,
really, what brought me to this point, that pain, that loneliness, that
undeniable knowledge that I had destroyed everything
most precious in my life.
I feared that knowledge and ached to reject it in the quickest way possible.
The amber devil had always granted me that wish, and oh, how I wanted it to yet
again. For just one moment, just an hour, just this single evening. I wanted
that drink. I needed that drink.
I peered down into the devil’s face and saw my past reflected back at me,
all the weeks and months I’d spent drunk, scheming my vengeance, releasing my
wrath against an innocent woman—Hannah. And then there was Nick, my troublesome
little brother, who’d kept everything a secret in order to protect me. He’d
sacrificed his life in our father’s name so that I might live.
And that pretty much summed it all up. I was half a man without Jill. I
was half a man without Nick. And now, half a man without Hannah. What did that
make me but a speck of humanity?
I tried to reconcile that with the man I once was, before I ever married
Jill or Hannah. I relished my independence back then, which was why I’d tried
so hard to disengage my brother from my life. I’d wanted to find out what it
was like to be just me, on my own, with no one else to shape the boundaries of
who or what I was. But over time, Nick and Jill had become enduring components
in my life, and most certainly maneuvered the tools that cut and contoured the
man I’d become.
After dealing with the crap that had consumed my world following their
deaths, I thought I’d finally pulled myself together, and with Hannah a daily
reminder of both my failings and my
resurrection, I believed I’d come full circle. But no, I hadn’t. I was living,
breathing proof you could never truly leave your past behind. It clung like a
shadow, at times unseen, but never farther than my reach, always dark, forever
uncontainable.
That’s what looked back up at me from that glass—that shadow.
My past.
AUTHOR
BIO
Nancy is a sunny California transplant currently living in
dreary Seattle, Washington with her husband of twenty-four years, their son, a
student at Seattle University, their giant snow dog, Jack, and his kitty, Skye.
She works as a freelance editor and also has her own interior and architectural
design business. When she's not writing, editing, designing, or marketing—a
rarity these days—Nancy keeps herself busy by cooking and baking, that is, when
she can pull herself away from Facebook, also a rarity.
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