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King Series
All'improvviso ricordo ogni cosa. L'amnesia se n'è andata, restituendomi tutti i ricordi rimasti imprigionati per mesi nell'oblio. La nebbia si è diradata e la mia memoria è tornata. Anche se avrei preferito che non lo facesse. Adesso che conosco la verità, ho più paura di prima. Perché ci sono segreti molto oscuri che riguardano il mio passato. Segreti che rischiano di mettere in pericolo le persone che amo.
Chiedere aiuto a King, l'uomo che ha salvato la mia vita e il mio cuore, è fuori discussione. Questa volta sono io a doverlo proteggere. Anche se significa sposare qualcun altro...
è cresciuta sognando che un giorno qualcuno potesse leggere e amare le sue storie. Adesso è un’autrice bestseller di USA Today e i suoi libri sono tradotti in tutto il mondo. I suoi romanzi sono stati definiti oscuri, crudi e pieni di grinta: se alcuni scrittori hanno il dono di saper descrivere la primavera, lei sceglie le tinte dell’autunno.
276 pages, Kindle Edition
First published August 13, 2015
There was a wild part of me that flourished when I was with King. I liked who I was with him. I knew who I was with him. That part, the part that couldn't be controlled, belonged to King, and no matter where I was or what either of us were doing, no one could ever take that from me.
“You and me… we’re a forever kind of thing.”




I sometimes wish I could just forget it all, but I can't. I won't. Because I don't want to ever want to forget you. And I welcome this pain because it reminds me that you were real."

I never expected to fall in love with King. My captor, my tormentor, my lover, my friend, my world.
But I did.


You seem to have forgotten who the fuck I am, Pup. So I'm going to remind you....
I'm the man who took you against your will and handcuffed you to my fucking bed. I'm the man who wanted you, so I fucking kept you. Do you really think you have a choice when it comes to being mine?"

In this world, there is very little I believe in, Pup. But I believe we belong together."



"Oh, Pup. I'm pretty sure even death couldn't keep me from you."

You did not take what was mine and not expect to pay in blood, sweat, or pussy. He took my girl. He wanted to take my life. His payment would be in blood.

With King, I was the me I wanted to be. The me I was supposed to be. And that girl, belonged to King. Body and soul.




"That's where you're wrong old man. 'Cause whether he wears a fucking cut or not, King is my brother."
I never expected to fall in love with King. My captor, my tormentor, my lover, my friend, my world. But I did.

I will always find my way back to you, baby. Always.
































I sometimes wish I could just forget it all, but I can't. I won't. Because I don't want to ever want to forget you. And I welcome this pain because it reminds me that you were real."
“You seem to have forgotten who the fuck I am, Pup. So I'm going to remind you....
I'm the man who took you against your will and handcuffed you to my fucking bed. I'm the man who wanted you, so I fucking kept you. Do you really think you have a choice when it comes to being mine?"

“In this world, there is very little I believe in, Pup. But I believe we belong together."