on December 14th, 2014
Genres: Contemporary, Romance
Even salvation can be delivered through the love of the damned…
Beauty can be a curse.
Faith can be a cage.
Only love can set you free.
A few long weeks after being reluctantly ripped from the comforting embrace of her sacred prophet’s religious commune—the only life she has ever known—a terrified Delilah is thrust into a world enveloped by evil and swimming in sin.
Steadfastly devout in her faith, and retaining the deep belief that her soul is innately tarnished as a branded ‘Cursed woman of Eve’, Delilah is determined to find her way home to her people in The Order and away from the corrupt and damned outlaw motorcycle club—The Hades Hangmen—who hold her at their secluded compound for her protection—a 'protection' she strongly resents.
Delilah yearns to return home, convinced that only amongst her own people, and under the holy guidance of the Lord’s revealed prophet, can her Satan-spawned soul be truly saved. Conditioned her entire life to believe she is a witch... a life-long temptress… the devil’s whore... Delilah increasingly resents her beautiful face, her shapely body and her sensuous effect on men. But when a man of the motorcycle club—a deeply sinful yet stunningly beautiful man—is charged with her care, Delilah begins to see that this dangerous and moralless sinner from the 'outside' may offer her something she did not know could truly exist: unconditional love.
Kyler ‘Ky’ Willis loves his life: a daily abundance of brotherhood, liquor, the freedom of the open-road and—best of all—his pick of hot women. Raised a biker brat and now VP of the most notorious MC in the States, Ky has no shortage of club sluts warming his bed; a situation he takes full advantage of… until a certain blonde enters his life… a gorgeous pilgrim-blonde he can’t get out of his head… a pilgrim-blonde he and his club recently-rescued from some backward religious cult… and a pilgrim-blonde he’s been ordered to keep the hell away from and his whorish hands off.
When yet another in a lengthy line of drunken blunders forces Ky to reluctantly take charge of the pilgrim-blonde’s care, he realizes that there could be more to this woman than just supermodel looks and a stacked set of tits. He begins to see that she could be the woman who could do the impossible—tame his wild ways and capture his reluctant heart.
But the unyielding bonds of Lilah’s past are strong, her ‘people’ determined and, with a new Prophet in charge and hell bent on revenge, they are mightily reluctant to let her go...
Dark Contemporary Romance.
Contains explicit sexual situations, violence, disturbingly sensitive and taboo subjects, offensive language, and very mature topics.
Recommended for age 18 years and up*
This is the second book in the series and is definitely not a standalone! You need to read the first book in the series- It Ain’t Me, Babe before reading this book.
WARNING- this review may contain spoilers from book one’s storyline—
Ky, Vice-pPresident of Hades Hangmen and best friend to Prez Styx, pretty much lives for his club, riding, and women. He has no plans to settle down with just one woman, figuring there are just too many out there to satisfy him.
“Pussies are to be licked good and fucked hard- never worshipped.”
Lilah, Mae’s “sister” doesn’t take to life outside the commune the way that Mae did. Whereas Mae ran from the commune and lost her faith in the beliefs they were taught, Lilah wanted to stay and she still lives and breathes everything that has been drilled into her head her entire life.
She hates everything about the biker club and feels like she was dropped into a “den of sin and evil.” She truly believes that she had a purpose at the commune. And after hearing her whole life what a temptress she was to men and that she was cursed and sinful, she chooses to hide away from everyone, rather than live her life. Ordered by Styx to help Lilah adjust to the outside world, Ky starts to see her as more than just a piece of ass and as someone he wants to spend more time with and to protect. Lilah very slowly starts to come out of her shell and looks at Ky as more as well.
“Minute by minute, she was crawling under my skin, making my fucking chest hurt outta crazy need to protect her.”
I loved see the world through Lilah’s eyes. Everything was so new, interesting, and different to her. She was so sheltered at the commune that she never had a chance to do and see the little things in life that we all take for granted. Coffee… OMG she had never tasted coffee before! I mean we all know that is a necessity in life (at least in mine)!
Then to see the changes that Lilah brought to the bad ass, man-whore Ky was just so tender and sweet. He went from only wanting in her panties, to wanting her on the back of his bike and in his life all the time as his old lady. I love that they were able to teach each other about love and intimacy and sharing a first real kiss between them was so sweet.
Of course there are dangers that still threaten to come between them and this part of the book was very dark, but necessary to tell the full story! Honestly I am just a HUGE fan of Tillie Cole and her writing; she just knows how to tell a story! I can’t wait for the next book in the series. This will be Flame and Maddie’s story and I have no doubt that it will be heartbreaking, since they are both so deeply damaged.
“Jesus, it was like she was dreamed up just for me; I’d never seen a bitch so perfect in all my life.”
Ky stalked toward me, his white shirt tight over his taut torso, his blue denim pants loose on his legs. As he approached, he ran his hand through his messy long hair, chewing slowly on a small, thin wooden stick gripped between his teeth.
I could not speak, could not think, could not breathe. My free hand reached behind me, resting on a shelf to keep me upright. The smoky smell of Ky washed over me. My heart was frantic and my blood rushed through my veins.
Ky’s nostrils flared as he approached, his blue gaze drinking in the sight of my modestly covered frame. He did not stop three steps in front of me as the brothers were required to do in the commune. He did not keep an appropriate distance, as a man should with a woman in public. Oh no, instead, he closed in until his impressive height towered over my head, his chest pressing flush against my breasts.
I could feel his intense gaze. I squeezed my eyes shut, too afraid to face this devilish man. I lost all composure when he was near. He was crude, grossly promiscuous, and although my mind warned me of his evil and seductive nature, my heart betrayed my virtue and strived to have him close. His beautiful face and body tempted me to take him into my body. He was my very own forbidden fruit, one of which I had to keep far far away.