Angst, drama, humor, and hot sex scenes
Madoc and Fallon. Two estranged teenagers playing games that push the boundaries between love and war…
For the two years she’s been away at boarding school, there was no word from her. Back when we lived in the same house, she used to cut me down during the day and then leave her door open for me at night.
I was stupid then, but now I’m ready to beat her at her own game…
Two years and I can tell he still wants me, even if he acts like he’s better than me.
But I won’t be scared away. Or pushed down. I’ll call his bluff and fight back. That’s what he wants, right? As long as I keep my guard up, he’ll never know how much he affects me….
Fallon and Madoc have another love to hate to love story filled with secrets and misunderstandings. I loved Tate’s dad, and Jared’s mother was getting there, working on it. But Fallon has a queen bitch evil mother. There is a lot of drama from her.
I loved the witty verbal sparring between Madoc and Fallon. They have fun together, and I got their connection. Madoc is loveable, sweet, and funny. Fallon is grittier, darker, and more damaged. But Madoc brings out the spunk and humor in her.
This is a re-read, so it must be 5 stars. Fast paced, fantastic writing.
You have to read the dedication! It’s a hilarious and cute poem, “To Hubs”. Don’t miss it!
Again, I had a big problem with having to read detailed sex scenes with Other People! Ewwww!
Contains graphic sex scenes. Other than the OP ones, they are very hot! Characters are 18 and in their summer before starting college.
Occasional foul language.
HFN verging on HEA
1st person past tense from Fallon and Madoc. I was very happy to get chapters from each of them this time.
14 errors. So the editing has gotten much better with this one.
$11.99 on Amazon.
Fallon: One thing I knew right then and there. I might hate Madoc, but I loved his friends.
Madoc: Sometimes I wondered if the angels talked to get me to behave or to entice the devil to come out to play.
I wished I didn’t feel the invisible cord pulling me to him, wanting to touch him again, but I’d be lying if I said I didn’t. We always want what’s bad for us.
Madoc was hot. He knew it. And he knew everyone else knew it.
Madoc: Her white bikini was just that. A bikini. In every possible definition of the word, it was evil and temptation in its worst form.
Fallon: Who was I kidding? I’d have better success trying to jam a tree branch up my ass than convince myself I didn’t want him.
Fallon: “Madoc?” she whimpered, sounding pained. “I’m not a piano. Stop playing me.”