Predator is the powerful new standalone from Michelle Horst that penetrates the heart and soul leaving behind a painful yet blissful wake of intense feelings and emotions.
Predator comes with a warning, it contains dark, sensitive subject matter that some readers may find hard to read.
I’ll admit, this book is hard to read. It’s dark, raw and it broke my heart. Michelle writes dark and twisty incredibly well. Her ability to suck readers into the dark while filling them with light and hope is second to none. In fact I’d say this is by far Michelle’s best work to date.
From the Prologue I was hooked, pulled so deep into the shock and suspense of the story that my heart was almost beating from my chest, my jaw had dropped and breath stopped. Michelle’s description of her characters and their surroundings was outstanding. I was able to feel as though I was right there watching the horrors unfold and feel the pain and disgust oozing from Cara.
I honestly don’t think Predator (Damien) could have been any better written. His cold, unloving demeanour at first suited him perfectly for the angle of the story. What Michelle did with his character through out the book was wonderful. Predator breathed again, felt life and while reading I saw that develop really well.
The two as a couple are beautiful. Two damaged, broken souls who find life in one another. Who find solace and happiness with each other. Michelle makes her characters strong when they should be weak, she gives them hope when there is so much dark, she shows them bravery when there is so much fear. And she shines the light and leads them to their paths perfectly.
This whole book, is truly wonderful. Heartbreak turns into blissful fullness and tears turn into smiles. And above all else hope fights it’s way throughout, wins and shows anyone that they can make it.
PREDATOR Coming April 29th!
All my life I’ve been hiding, until there is no corner on this god-forsaken earth left for me to hide. I have to pay for the sins of my father. No one with Ellison blood in their veins is allowed to live, and I am the last of my bloodline.
I am kept in a container waiting for my death sentence to be carried out, when he comes. He is only known as ‘Predator’. No one knows who he works for, only that he leaves no one alive.
His every breath is filled with the last gasp of his dying prey.
But for some reason he doesn’t kill me.
I don’t know which is worse, the death sentence hanging over my head, or being at his mercy.