Mutual enemies. Opposite worlds. She fled to keep him safe. He won’t stop until he finds her.
Waapikoona’s journey home was supposed to be a respite from the chaos that tore her from her path in Missouri. Bad news and new grief cut the warm welcome short. Even armed with the perfect clue to find her sister’s abuser, the danger she faces is all too … real.
Mick feels like the most unqualified of heroes. Too much to do brings too many mistakes and distracts him from his hunt for Waapikoona. When an unexpected guest arrives in his woods, urgency electrifies his search. It’s no longer just his life that depends on finding Waapikoona.
The creatures of the underworld are multiplying. Growing bolder. And now threatening more than just Mick. He can’t solve anything without Waapikoona, but someone else has found her first—someone who wants her dead. She’s been raised from her grave once. Twice would be a miracle.
So romantic I could die.
That’s my review for this extraordinary book.
Should I try to explain the depth and evolution of character, the beautiful turns of phrase, the unending love, and the real peril suffered by these characters? No review or blurb could do it justice. The book’s blurb itself doesn’t touch on any of this (I read the blurb again after finishing the book and wanted to laugh—no no no, not even close to what happens in these pages). And with its previous cover (imagine your typical historical romance cover with a bare-chested man, hair blowing in the wind), it’s not something I’d normally pick up.
This is the most tortured of heroes, thrown straight into his own version of hell. A heroine who sticks to her morals in the most challenging of trials, her head held high. Two people who need each other with the intensity of Cathy and Heathcliff, but who wouldn’t dare play games or hurt one another intentionally. The plot itself is unrelenting, and the setting is epic—from an insane asylum, to a haunted castle, to a bustling city, and back again.
This book went on my All-Time-Favorites and Favorite-Love-Stories shelf before I was even half finished, and the final half only strengthened its place.