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312 pages, Kindle Edition
First published February 8, 2016
Lachlan Crow is only loyal to one thing, and that is his syndicate.
I’m the daughter of Jack Wilder. A third generation Irish-American with champion’s blood running through my veins. I was raised on the streets of Southie, and I’m not afraid of anyone.
You live for the syndicate, you die for the syndicate.
I’m the daughter of Jack Wilder. A third generation Irish-American with champion’s blood running through my veins. I was raised on the streets of Southie, and I’m not afraid of anyone. I’ll take on every single one of those motherfuckers and I’ll do it with a smile on my face.
Jaysus, woman,” he sighs. “Ye clean up your fecking mouth before I do it for you. You want to work for me ye better start acting like a lady.”
“I am a goddamn lady.” I grin.
The sound of his pleasure and depravity jump starts my heart and explodes into my bloodstream. I’ve never felt anything like it before. Whatever it is, it’s ricocheting through my body, possessing me like a demon. My hands draw him closer, and the next thing I know, I’m kissing him back. Hard.
You can't change a leopard's spots. Broken people can only fix themselves.
"How much time do we have before we go?" I ask.
Lachlan pulls me over to the bed and starts to undress. "When it comes to you, Mack, I've always got time."
"Ye're a deadly wee thing, aren't ye butterfly?"
“That isn’t going to save me though. He has a fight advantage, but they all do. I have the advantage of thinking with my brain and not a cock. Already it’s obvious that my shorts and sports bra are distracting him. Regardless of the fact that I just punched him in the face, he still sees me as a pair of tits and an ass. Go figure.”
I might be a girl, but that means jack shit in my family. We’re Irish. This shit is in our DNA. We love to fight. We love to brawl.Let's hit on the stereotypes!
I have the advantage of thinking with my brain and not a cock. Already it’s obvious that my shorts and sports bra are distracting him. Regardless of the fact that I just punched him in the face, he still sees me as a pair of tits and an ass. Go figure.Okay, let me figure it out...or not.
“Oh, puh-lease. Everybody in Boston knows the notorious Crows. This little club you’re running is a hot bed of criminal activity. For the… what’s it called?” I tap my finger against my lips. “Oh yeah, that’s right… the MacKenna Syndicate."He's a killer, mind you. And she just barges in, says this and gets away with it. Okay!
“Most of the chicks you bang probably don’t have two brain cells to rub together.”This girl needs to have a look in the mirror.
I don’t like seeing his pain. I don’t like seeing anyone’s pain. Most people don’t know that about me. I pretend shit doesn’t bother me, but it does. Right now, seeing him like this, it fucking bothers me.
When Lachlan goes back to eating, I stick my tongue out at him and grin. I always get what I want.
My loyalty got me into this mess, and I wish I could just tell him that. But I can’t. Instead, I’m going to make it up to him. I’m going to offer myself up to him on a silver platter. Something I swore I would never do.
I hate him. I hate him for making me feel this way. So confused. So off balance. It wasn’t supposed to be this way. I reach down and stroke his hair anyway. Fuck. I’ve never felt so conflicted. All of my frustrations, my confusion, my arousal… they combine to form an atomic bomb inside of me. And when it goes off, I scream out his name.
They all know I’m a fool. I don’t care.
"I wanted none of this. But I've no choice now."
Mackenzie is a survivor who has made a life for herself despite her upbringing and difficult circumstances. When her best friend disappears, she will stop at nothing to find her and bring her home. When the police give up their search, Mack takes it upon herself to infiltrate the Irish Mob and invade the ranks of Lachlan Crow and his band of brothers. Although the stakes are high for Mack to succeed, it doesn't take her long to find herself in Lachlan's care and in his bed. Lachlan is quite taken with Mack and they quickly forge a passionate connection that blooms into so much more. Is Lachlan willing to sacrifice it all to be with Mack and what will happen when he discovers the truth? The connection between Lachlan and Mack is intense and thoroughly explored. As the suspense continues to build, the tension is great between these characters to survive.
"I'm a slave to this man. The power he holds over me is ridiculous."Told in dual POV, Crow is the first book in the Boston Underworld Series. Full of action, suspense, and smoking hot sex, this contemporary romance will keep you on the edge of your seat the entire read. There were certainly moments where the plot stretched and pulled beyond the realm of possibility and yet, who wouldn't want to escape into the underworld with some hot Irish mobsters?
“So are you keeping me around because you want to, or because you have to?”
“I want to”
“Why?”
“Ye’re trouble. A wild card, Mack. But maybe I like having ye here.”