I Remember. Everything.
Only now I wish I didn’t.
When the fog is sucked away from my mind like smoke through a vacuum, the truth that has been beyond my reach for months finally reveals itself.
But the relief I thought I would feel never comes, and I’m more afraid now than I was the morning I woke up handcuffed in King’s bed.
Because with the truth comes dark secrets I was never meant to know.
I will put the lives of those I love most at risk if I let on that my memory has returned, or if I seek help from the heavily tattooed felon who owns me body and soul.
I don’t know if I’m strong enough to resist the magnetic pull toward King that grows stronger every day.
He’s already saved me in more ways than one. Now it’s my turn to do whatever it takes to save him.
Even if that means marrying someone else…
King snarled. “You seem to have forgotten who the fuck I am, Pup. So I’m going to remind you.” He pressed his hips against mine. “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.” He cocked an eyebrow. “Do you really think you have a choice when it comes to being mine?”
King lifted me onto the dresser and pushed himself between my legs, forcing my legs apart. He held my wrists behind my back forcing my shoulders backwards and pushing my chest into his. My dress rode up to the tops of my thighs. King pushed a strand of hair behind my ears and leaned in to me, his lips just a breath away from mine. The room was getting hot. I couldn’t breathe. I needed…I don’t know what I needed. “No more questions.”
I opened my mouth to argue. “Stop fucking talking,” he snapped.
King lifted me off the dresser and carried me and set me down in front of the full-length mirror that hung on the closet door. He stood behind me. A head taller than me and outweighing me by a hundred pounds, our differences had never been more obvious. His dark jeans and dark tank top were a stark contrast to my little white eyelet sundress. My pale skin next to his tanned. My white hair to his black. It was a sight that made my knees weak. Because although the reflection in the mirror made our differences obvious, it also made me see
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’m spent. Emotionally exhausted. Fucked the fuck up. This book….I can’t even. Every single time I end up finishing a book by T.M. Frazier I find myself wanting to live in her head for just a little bit just to personally witness the fuckery that must take place there on a daily basis. The woman is an evil fucking genius is what she is and her writing never ceases to grab me right by the throat from the very beginning and keep me glued to the pages right till the end. I didn’t think it was possible, but I liked Tyrant even more than I liked King, and I fucking LOVED King.
I never expected to fall in love with King. My captor, my tormentor, my lover, my friend, my world.
But I did.
Tyrant begins immediately where King left off and there is not one dull moment for the entire fucked up ride. And holy shit on a cracker it was one fucked up ride. Filled with twists and turns that will leave your head reeling, it was action packed and Gritty. As. Fuck.
I honestly don’t want to give any details for this book because it would either be a spoiler for this one or for King for those that haven’t read it. So you won’t get much more from my review than what the synopsis gives you.
Pup is still dealing with her memory loss while flashbacks continue to trickle feed into her mind bit by bit. She doesn’t remember much, but there’s one thing she knows; no matter what her past, King undoubtebly holds her heart and her future.
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?”
King is still dealing with the fallout from the events that took place at the end of book one. Knowing the danger he still faces, he also knows that he’ll do everything to protect the ones he loves, even if it means taking a bullet.
In this world, there is very little I believe in, Pup. But I believe we belong together.”
There are a whole lot of revelations, some of which you will never see coming. There are also parts of the book that will leave you a shuddering, quivering, and ugly crying mess. Each time you think that T.M. can’t take an already fucked up situation and fuck with it some more, she proves you wrong. The woman is a damn sadist!
Then again, I wouldn’t have it any other way.
I loved the hell out of this book. This is one of those stories that could never have been the same if it was written as one book, and having it be a duet made it that much better. It’s rare that I’ll enjoy book 2 even more than the first but that’s exactly what happened here. If possible, I fell for King even more in this one. He gets that bit of humanity and hard-edged softness to him that some may not have seen in him in the first book. It’s definitely a lot more evident here. Pup continues to grow into her own and for a heroine that’s only 18 years old, she certainly gives as good as she gets. No sniveling weak ass female here. For those of you that loved Jake and Abby, you’re going to LOVE a certain cameo they have in this book. Jake *lusty sigh*
Every single answer you were hoping to get after book 1, you will get here in spades. The way that the author manages to tie up certain events that you didn’t even give a second thought about before was mind-blowing. That’s not even touching the revelations that happen at the end.
For those that have been impatiently waiting for Bear’s book, Tyrant will set you over the edge. Holy shit but the set up for his book here is UNBELIEVABLE. I have a feeling his story will be even more fucked up than King’s. And I for one cannot wait to get my hands on him so T.M. can fuck with my head some more. The woman is the queen of grit and I love her for it.
Haven’t read this series yet?
Meet King & Pup in King (Book One)
T.M. (Tracey Marie) Frazier resides in sunny Southwest Florida with her husband and three feisty fur kids.
She attended Florida Gulf Coast University where she specialized in public speaking. After years working in real estate and new home construction, she decided it was finally time to stop pushing her dreams to the back burner and pursue writing seriously.
In the third grade she wrote her very first story about a lost hamster. It earned rave reviews from both her teacher and her parents.
It only took her twenty years to start the next one.
It will not be about hamsters.