Darkest Sinner by Rachel Van Dyken

If you thought the last book was a doozy you have NO idea what is in store with you in this one. This is hands down one of the best PNR reads I have read like, ever.

I adore this series. I have loved it from the very start and this one was my new favorite. I love the mythological twists that Rachel throws our way and this one really took the cake. I thought I had it all planned out in my head when is tarted and then Rachel manically laughed at my guess and threw the twists of a lifetime. Quite literally. As you know this is Timber's book. If you didn't know that, there ya go, it is TImber's book. We ALL know he doesn't play but the rules so why should his book? Timber's story is filled with heartache and twists and some wolf humor that literally leaves you in stitches. We travels that spans Timber's pasts and what we find in it severely throw us for a loop. I certainly didn't see it coming but it was everything I needed. Don't worry though, our group is all here for this party and you get to see all the familiar faces. This book was full of all of the things we love in this series and a completely new outlook on our group and their future. It left me filled with excitement for the next book

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From #1 New York Times Bestselling Author Rachel Van Dyken, comes the next stand alone in her Dark Ones series... I've always known pain. Existence. Night. Made a sinner. Without a soul to keep me tethered to the world I so desperately want to be a part of but am damned to rule… Life isn't living. Not when everyone sees you as enemy number one, King of the demon race and yet something much more… powerful and sinister pulses beneath the surface of my skin. It started when I met her, the power surging under my fingertips like the cruel universe was finally answering my screams at night for something more. And just like that, the memories come, only I don't know if they're mine or someone else's entirely. Long ago, I made a bargain with a god. A soul for a soul. I spent thousands of years without this awareness and now? Everything I touch turns to ash. Even my own immortal friends fear what I am. Everyone but her. The day to my night. Part of me doesn't want to know what I am. But it's too late, too all-consuming. Darkness is coming. That darkness, I'm afraid. Is me.