Truly…
My life hasn’t been uneventful and a few things should have sunk in by now. I’m a tired age twenty one with a laundry list of heartbreaks. Most of all I know what carnage comes from carelessly risking the heart. So what drives me to jump into bed with a brooding player who can barely carry a conversation?
It was supposed to be just one night.
One night of weakness, of passion, of every impulse I’d struggled to contain.
Yet I can’t stop myself from going back for more.
Creed…
Violence had always found us Gentrys but this time I’d put the price on my own head. It was my cross to bear. No flinching allowed.
There was only room for me, my brothers, and the resolve to survive. That’s all there ever had been.
There was certainly no reason for more than than a quick and dirty time with any girl, no matter how much she turned my head around.
I shouldn’t hold on to her for more than a few hours. I shouldn’t even think about it. This thing could finish us both.
It doesn’t matter. She’s all I want.
4.5 Risky Stars
Review by Natasha Gentile
I first became familiar with Cora Brent's work when she
wrote Draw, and that is when my love affair for the Gentry boys started. Oh those Gentry boys! What's not to love
about them? They're hot; smoking hot triplets, I mean seriously, how is that
even legal? Triplets brought up with a
abusive father, they turn 18 and run as fast as they can away from the hellhole
they called their childhood.
This book is about Creed Gentry, oh
Creed. One look, that is all it took for
her to be hooked, and if I’m honest, it would take me one look as well.
I’d seen enough of Creed Gentry to know he might be the
worst thing I could do. Yet one lustful glance from him scrambled every piece
of sanity I owned.”
Truly, she is a twenty- one year old
with a huge lists of mistakes hanging on her head. She just wants to do the right thing. She
doesn’t have the time to do the run around with Creed, or does she?
Creed’s big hands massaged my waist and his lips brushed
against mine just long enough for me to nearly beg for more. The chorus of “Between the Devil and Me”
reached its crescendo but there was nothing else that mattered except the ache
between my legs and Creed’s need to fill it.
Oh my heavens, truly, you know you
want it, just go get it, just do it, it’s ok.
It’s only going to be one night.
How hard can it be to have the best sex of your life and then send him
on his way? Truly, he’s a Gentry, it’s
the hardest thing that you will every do in your whole life.
Creed was silent.
I took a deep breath. “What am I risking, Creed? With
you?
“Nothing.”
My. Heart. Breaks. Creed breaks my heart, you see he’s the quiet
brother. He stays behind, but he’s got
your back 150%, every single time. The
thing is, he just wants love, even though he doesn't know it. He wants that white picket fence, he wants
the wife and the 2.5 kids, but can he do it?
A hideously sick feeling washed over me. It was heartbreaking loss, or rather the
threat of it.
This is what happened when you risked holding someone in
your arms all night long.
It’s what happened when you began to feel as if your day
meant nothing unless the man who’d carved his name into your heart was with you.
Truly, she wants the same thing. She wants it all; she wants the mistakes of
her past to be erased and she wants the love of a man to be by her side, making
her complete.
One night of weakness, of passion, of every impulse I’d
struggled to contain.
Yet I can’t stop myself from going back for more.
One night, that is all I wanted,
that is all she wanted, that is all I told her it would be, but something about
her keeps me coming back, something about her makes me want to risk it
all. In the end how much of a risk is it
for love?
The writing in the series is just
getting better and better, and I’m so excited for the next Gentry’s book!!!
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