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I had my penultimate exam the day I received the ARC, and I still managed to finish this book in one day! 144,000 words – which is long, and at times the book feels like it moves slowly, but I enjoyed being with the characters so much that I didn’t mind. I was a bit nervous to start with, because my expectations were so high from Lords of Pain. I’m pleased to announce that LoW is even better. What better book to start with than Lords of Wrath, which I’ve been DYING for ever since I read book one. Nothing to do until then but catch up on the TON of books I’ve left unreviewed whilst I revised. Crazy that my entire degree came down in the end to four papers…Īnyway, I’ve officially finished finals now and I graduate from university next month. I’ve had exams, which is super weird to think about, because the pandemic means I haven’t even had to sit any exams that counted for anything since 2018. I’M BACK TO REVIEWING!!! This is the biggest break I’ve taken from book reviewing since I first set up my blog three years ago. The way Tristian cares, Killian’s vigilant eyes, and worst of all, my contented moments in Rath’s bed, were all part of a game.Ī game they’ve been playing since day one. Despite the awful things they’ve done to me, they actually made me feel special. I hadn’t realized how much they’ve worn me down and made me feel complacent, but it turns out they’ve messed with my head just as much as they abused my body. Even having been subjected to his barbed tongue, he’s the first man to ever make me feel safe. Rath is the dark-eyed tempest who took me into his bed. To me, he’s the man who seeks to control me, with his cold eyes and possessiveness. Tristan is fair-haired and charming to anyone who doesn’t know better. He thinks I don’t know that he watches me when I sleep. Killian is two-hundred-and-twenty pounds of muscle, brutal physicality, and pure spite. I just wasn’t expecting punishment like this.

I agreed to be in their beds, on my knees, and punished should I disobey.

I agreed to the contract that made me the Lords’ Lady, a position that requires me to do whatever they want, but only as protection from someone worse.