BLURB
Growing up the way I did, you’d think I’d be more screwed up than what I actually am.
Soon as I turned sixteen, I left that bump in the road I called home and took my chances on the street.
Best decision I ever made.
Now, at the age of twenty six, I’m educated, employed and damn good at my job.
My friends have become my family. Like me, they know what it’s like to grow up unloved.
But the saying is true.
The world makes way for those who know where they are going.
That’s me.
I know where I’m going and I’ll get there eventually. On my own terms and at my own pace.
But then there’s him.
I feel his eyes on me. I see him hiding in plain sight. He watches me.
He makes me feel.
It’s unconventional.
But it’s real.
I’m sure you’re wondering how a person falls in love with their stalker.
So am I.
This isn’t a story.
This is my life.
MY OPINION
WHAT WAS THAT?
I am totally obsessed about this book!
Belle Aurora wrecked me and she even didn't take responsibility of this!
This story is dark and brutal. Twitch is my favourite hero in RAW. This boy... I can't even describe him in words. So dark, so different, so evil. His decisions are well thought. He doesn't do useless things. Lexi is a golden girl. She thinks about everyone around, but sometimes she forgets that her life is also important. They are like water and fire. Their relationship is unique. It is in here more blood and pain, than flowers and hearts. But everybody know that love is hard.
Belle Aurora knows, how to write books. One time she has a sweet story, another time she shows us her dark side. When I start reading this story, I can't put it down. I need to finish it to know how this story ends. And this ending? Jeeez. Belle Aurora made me so much angry on her! No, no, no.
Books aren't end like this. Nope. Never. I hate it!
I am joking.
I love RAW and all RAW Family series. This is great story with fantastic characters and nice idea. This is not the love story. This is hell. And I highly recommended this book. Meet Twitch and let him be charmed. At least a little.
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