Homeless. Hungry. Desperate.
Doe has no memories of who she is or where she comes from.
A notorious career criminal just released from prison, King is someone you don’t want to cross unless you’re prepared to pay him back in blood, sweat, pu$$y or a combination of all three.
King’s future hangs in the balance. Doe’s is written in her past. When they come crashing together, they will have to learn that sometimes in order to hold on, you have to first let go.
Warning: This book contains graphic violence, consensual and nonconsensual sex, drug use, abuse, and other taboo subjects and adult subject matter. Although originally slated to be a standalone, KING is now a two part series.
Renery’s Rating: 5 of 5 hearts
Why? Why, King, why? Oh my heart. My poor little heart is now battered and beaten to the pulp. I knew this book will be intense. More intense than any book I’ve read before, but nothing could prepare me with everything that happened. I am stunned. I am in shock. I don’t think all of what happened has sunk in yet. I have never read a book that made me squeal in laughter or fear or giddiness or pain. They were solidly constant every minute I was reading King.
It was gory. It was menacing. It was motherfucking brutal. But Brantley King has most definitely won my heart. He had the power to crush it in the palm of his hands and throw it out in the open when he made decisions that cost lives (I don’t think I have ever cried so much for a character for so long, I swear my eyes ended up so puffy and so swollen even until the next morning), pain and misery. But he also had the power to
revive it back to life when he got so entangled and went ahead and fall for the one girl he hated so much he wanted to slit her throat the first moment he laid eyes on her. When he got all soft around Pup (she’s been called Doe, but for some reason I seriously dig King’s nickname for her more) and showed that he can actually offer and want more than the life he has lived before he went to prison? When he started to see a better future for him? I was a goner. Every single thing that came from his mouth was gold. Regardless if it was to hurt or to sooth, I soaked up all that he said. He was able to draw so much emotion from me that I
never had the chance—no, strike that—I never wanted to put the book down. I was reading like a fucking maniac with this book.
With Pup (Doe)—okay seriously, King’s nickname for her should really annoy me, but it grew on me and I actually ended up loving it (yes, I know I repeated that thought twice. I just want it to sink in and remind you that when you read this, you might end up loving it too so don’t fucking judge)—I couldn’t imagine how hard it was for her to start living a life without any memory at all. I couldn’t even come to terms with the way she started
living in the streets, starving for days. What she went through was so inhumane. When she first met King, to be honest I didn’t know if I wanted to thank him for keeping and taking Pup in eventually or fucking castrate and kill him. BUT—that was in the beginning. It didn’t take long for me to kneel and worship the King. I fell insanely in love with Preppy and Bear too, that’s for sure. The book would’ve never been the same without those two.
And that ending holy mother of—that ending left me with my mouth hung open. Thank Jesus I have the next book ready! Or else I’m pretty sure this would’ve haunted me until I got Tyrant (book 2) on my hands. It still won’t leave me for days or even weeks—that’s how insanely epic and amazing this book is—but I NEED to know what happens next right the fucking moment. Especially when things got all the more complicated, not only for King but for Pup now as well! King motherfucking gutted me, ripped my heart out of my chest and shredded it to a million pieces. But I would still have chosen to read it a million times rather than not getting to know the King of the Causeway at all.