You Guys. I had NO idea what I was getting into with this read. Not. A. Clue. Amo doesn't often take me for more of a mind-ride than I expect, because I cave come to expect the chaos, but this novel? NOt. Prepared.
Sicko was darka dn twisted and shined the light in places the light doesn't want to go. It was raw and brutal and you yell at the book as much as you re dying to get tot he next page. It was a battle between anticipation for what was coming next and sheer fear for the unknown next page.
Like I said, NOT PREPARED.
This was a dark read that showed you what true black can look like. On the flip side, I fell head over for these characters I wish it was going to be a series because I could get lost in the Wolf Pack.
Hands Down an Amazing Wild and Twisted. Ride.
He was my foster brother.
He swore to protect me.
They all failed.
I’m an open box of passé photographs, snapped in chaste daylight, but filtered in sepia. I’m the past that he tried to forget, and he was the future I needed. When he left six years ago, I screamed for him every night. But then it all stopped. My screams were suddenly muffled by cruelty, and further coaxed by pain.
But he has come back. He’s not the cute big brother I had a furtive crush on, or the bad boy, rich brat that I hated to love.
He’s the ruthless vice president of Wolf Pack MC, and he doesn’t answer to Royce Kane anymore.
He answers to Sicko.