Publisher: Self-Published on January 19, 2014
Genres: Dark, New Adult, Romance, Suspense
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Sarai was only fourteen when her mother uprooted her to live in Mexico with a notorious drug lord. Over time she forgot what it was like to live a normal life, but she never let go of her hope to escape the compound where she has been held for the past nine years.
Victor is a cold-blooded assassin who, like Sarai, has known only death and violence since he was a young boy. When Victor arrives at the compound to collect details and payment for a hit, Sarai sees him as her only opportunity for escape. But things don’t go as planned and instead of finding transport back to Tucson, she finds herself free from one dangerous man and caught in the clutches of another.
While on the run, Victor strays from his primal nature as he succumbs to his conscience and resolves to help Sarai. As they grow closer, he finds himself willing to risk everything to keep her alive; even his relationship with his devoted brother and liaison, Niklas, who now like everyone else wants Sarai dead.
As Victor and Sarai slowly build a trust, the differences between them seem to lessen, and an unlikely attraction intensifies. But Victor’s brutal skills and experience may not be enough in the end to save her, as the power she unknowingly holds over him may ultimately be what gets her killed.
This is their story…
At A Glance
I think this is going to be my favorite book of the year.
Though this isn’t necessarily a new concept, it felt like it was. It was just so well done. I recently reviewed Normal and one of my gripes about it was that I didn’t buy that the serial killer started to develop feelings and remorse. With Killing Sarai, I totally bought that Victor started to become more feeling. The transition was smooth, believable, and perfect. He may be a cold-blooded killer, but Sarai brings out so much more in him.
Victor is my kind of man. Yeah, yeah, I’m weird. Maybe not in real life, but in fiction, I love the non-feeling assassin types. Who doesn’t love the ultimate unattainable man that only one girl can tame? Plus, assassins always have good work ethic and killer instincts. Am I right or am I right? Victor was my perfection. I loved everything about him. How cold he was in the beginning, how often he almost killed Sarai, how easy his job came to him. I honestly didn’t know what he was going to do next, he had no limits. Fucking chillingly awesome.
Now Sarai is a whole other story. She is messed up beyond repair. That’s what happens when you spend 9 years, from the age 14, in a Mexican compound like prison with a guy who forces himself on your every night. Surrounded by violence, rape, and death, Sarai has become desensitized to it all. After her escape, Victor does not help her in the least. He uses her to get the job done, but that’s it. But Sarai slowly breaks down Victor’s walls without either of them knowing it. And as she became close with Victor, the more she accepted her new life, though she knew she could never be “normal” again. I love how beyond repair Sarai was, but she still found a part of herself amongst the madness. Really beautiful.
Lots of death, action, and heartbreak. Not all is what it seems. Not every bad person is bad…or good. Not every good person is bad. They just are who they are. That simple. I love where the story took me and how I felt like I was part of the journey. I never felt safe as I turned each page, and that’s what made it exciting. Not everything is going to end well. And I liked that.
This has the perfect amount of romance. Not too much since it’s more about the suspense, but enough to make your heart melt as a cold assassin falls in love with a fucked up, lost girl.
There is some hot, well-done sex scenes but nothing over the top. It felt right for the story.
READ THIS BOOK! I can’t tell you enough how in love with Victor and Sarai I am. Their fucked up romance is amazing in every way. There is nothing bad about this book in the least. I already bought the next book of the series Very, highly recommended.
“There is a stark difference between fear and uncertainty, Sarai. You fear nothing but are uncertain of everything.”
“She looks defeated. Beautiful and soft and damaged standing there before me partially clothed in the light of the moon beaming through the tall window. Beautiful, but defeated. That look in her eyes, it somehow latches onto my soul and all I want is for her to turn and walk away. Because I know that if she doesn’t, if she presses me further with those soft lips and sad, vulnerable eyes that I’ll succumb to the moment and either fuck her or kill her.”
“This goes against everything that I am, Sarai,” he says and then kisses me. “No, it doesn’t,” I whisper and kiss him back. “It’s you becoming more of who you really are.”