Rellik Bentley is to die for.
He can have any woman he wants and they will do anything to be with him. He uses and abuses them like drugs and tosses them out with the trash. The only thing he gives a f*ck about is his music. That is, until Ella Leighton walks into his life and stumbles upon one of his darkest secrets. In the midst of doing damage control, he begins to obsess over the mysterious woman who wants absolutely nothing to do with him.
Rellik won’t take no for an answer.
5 stars and more.
First off I just have to say that everything you think is not how it seems. This book messed with my head in so many ways (good ones) that I was trying to over process what I read. It's okay of you don't get it right away. Pay close attention because Teresa plants little clues to help you through this.
My mind has been screwed. First off Rellik is not a good man. No way at all. He is a jerk and with reason, he has just disconnected himself from the world. He has his band and thats all he needs. Heck, all if his band mates are dark souls. Under the circumstances that they meet I get it.
Ella, well she is just strange at first. I was not sure what to think of her but the way her story unfolds was...well I did not see it coming. This girl has had it bad. I want to tell you all about it and I can't. If I give a little to much information it can spoil it for you.
At 80% I just about passed out from all the shocking surprises that I had read. I mean how much more can life throw at you. Both of them, they were both twisted in some way and now they had a reason to fight.
This book really took me to edge of my seat and out of my comfort zone. All the times that Rellik said negative things about who he is and his past really left me scared to read the end of the book. Teresa just kept on with it and made it hard to leave this book alone. Damn good job, high five and all that other positive mo-jo.
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I was a Russian spy at the ripe age of thirteen, given my uncanny ability to tell if someone was lying ( I also read fortunes on the weekends). By sixteen I had become too much of a handful for the Lethal Intelligence Ensemble (L.I.E.). I was quickly exiled to the south of France where I worked with wayward elephants in the Circus of Roaming Animals and People (C.R.A.P.). I was able to make ends meet by selling my organs on the black market for pocket change and beer money. At the age of twenty three I decided to expand my horizons and become a blackjack dealer in Ireland. I loved the family atmosphere at Barney's Underground Liquor Lounge (B.U.L.L.). People couldn't resist the allure of Liquor up front and poker in the rear. Eventually I became tired of the rear and headed off to the United States to try my hand at tall tales. That is what brings us here today. If you have a moment I'd like to tell you a story. (This bio is not to be taken seriously under any circumstance.)
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