Where Good Girls Go To Die by Holly Renee
Holy crap. That was EPIC. Omg. Just WOAH MAMA! I’m not even kidding Where Good Girls Go To Die is one book I will not forget easily! Started and finished in 3.5hrs. Purely owned by one SPECTACULAR read. My gosh. GAH! Just WOW.
This book has been sat on my kindle for a week now, that STUNNING cover staring at me, demanding I read. So I did.. firstly that opening chapter is PHENOMENAL. I mean that is how you open a book. I was sucked right in and I just knew this book would overtake every part of me.
As the book rolls on I was only pulled in deeper. The feels in this book are just OFF THE CHARTS. Honestly, my heart pounded and skin tingled the whole way through. The delicious tension, that push and pull that I ADORE in my books hit all my spots, kicking off an addiction that I chased through to the end.
Parker and Livy are EVERYTHING. Their love story wasn’t a perfect happy, sappy romance novel, no way… Instead, it was complicated, intense, filled with lies, heartbreak, and secrets. It was brutal and raw and downright dangerous. It was love and hate all rolled into one. It was passion and devotion. It was beautiful in its own right. They burned me, from the inside out. They poured themselves into me stealing my breath, my heart and my soul. Both written superbly, I easily connected to both Parker and Livy. I felt everything they did. I loved them. I want more of them.
“When we heard the door shut again, she finally released a deep, shuddering breath, and it was as if I could feel it filling my own lungs. It was the deepest breath I had taken since she stole it so many years ago.” <– Words like this make up this incredible story. Words that are so fluent and flawless. So powerful. Holly well and truly owned me with her words.
Where Good Girls Go To Die by Holly Renee is easily going to be a top read of 2017 for me! It was my dream book. The sort I crave, devour and LOVE for all time. I only have 5 stars but mannnnn, it deserves sooo many more. Bravo Holly Renee. Bra-fuckin-vo.
It was a bad idea from the beginning.
He was my brother’s best friend and the definition of unavailable.
But I didn’t care.
I had loved him for as long as I could remember.
He was worth the risk. He was worth everything.
But then he broke my heart as easily as I fell for him. He watched me fall, spiraling out of control, and as I reached for him, he wasn’t there to catch me.
So I ran.
Four years later, I never expected to see him again.
He was still my brother’s best friend, and he was more unavailable than ever.
He looked every bit the bad boy I knew he was, covered in tattoos and a crooked smile.
Guarding my heart from him was top priority because Parker James was where good girls go to die.
Unfortunately for him, I wasn’t a good girl anymore.