5 stars
These three, this story, oh my heart! It broke, it cracked,
it bled, and it didn’t want to let them go. Tula, Ricky, and Martin, poor,
sweet Martin, they were innocents who knew evil. Ricky, the evil set him free,
and he settled into his existence. Tula, the evil was always like a cloud hanging
over her, and then it became real, and she resisted it. Martin knew evil too
young, and it still darkened his heart, his soul, his being.
And I knew, I knew they were too good and their story would
hurt too much. As soon as I started the book, I sensed Tula’s inner heart and
soul, and I cringed, because I knew it would be bad, and I would hurt for her.
But I always got her strength, her ability to carry on, and her desire to
survive. I wasn’t wrong, and she showed it at every turn, every twist, every pain
inflicted upon her
Ricky was who he was, and he was perfect. He had been set
free and found himself from the wrongs done to him. He absorbed it, and became
the man he was, but he still didn’t get what he wanted, a true relationship
with his best friend Martin. Martin, who was still broken inside from events
before, and after solidified that break. It takes Tula to show him his shadows,
and it takes both her and Ricky to bring it out in the open. To have him start
to heal, to start to feel, and to start to find who he is now
And there is a bunch of my favourite deviant Van in this
story. That crazy, twisted, man gets to show his crazy, twisted, and loving
ways, and why he is the king!
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