My name is Hemy Knox and I’m a fucking heartbreaker . . .
I’ve hurt the one person that means the most to me in life; the only woman I have ever fucking loved. I let the drugs, alcohol and wild life take over; consume me. I got her where I wanted her and ripped her fucking heart out.
Since then, I’ve spent countless nights having dirty, meaningless sex with a multitude of people; only leaving them wanting and begging for more with no regrets. Some may even call me the devil; soulless.
They look and judge, but there is one thing they don’t know; no one does. I want more than this life of stripping and sleeping around; the never ending party. I want love and everything that comes with it; that high that never ends. The problem is . . . I only want it with her.
She refuses to be mine . . . again. She’s smart and it’s a mother fucking pain in my ass; guarding her heart while ripping mine right out of my chiseled chest. I can’t say that I blame her. I always was a dumb ass when it came to the emotions of a woman, especially her.
She wants to see me suffer as much as I made her; watch me wither and fucking die at her feet. She wants to crush me until I’m no longer breathing and I will let her, because it hurts far less than not having her as mine.
I will stop at nothing to make her mine again. The pain only drives me harder; feeding my fury and giving me a reason to live . . . her.
We met Hemy in Slade. He was Slade’s good friend and co-worker at the Walk of Shame Club. Hemy wasn’t known for going light on anyone or anything. If you wanted to party hard and play rough, it was Hemy you called. But Hemy was always like that. And then it cost him. Hemy always loved Onyx, even after she left him. Onyx always loved Hemy, even though he drove her away. And when they see each other again after many long years, things turn explosive.
This was a cool second chances romance. It felt a little rushed in places, but it’s a really short read. It only took me a couple of hours. This isn’t so much about a story of two broken people coming together but rather two broken people who couldn’t mend until they parted, THEN came back together stronger and more sure in themselves. I can’t really say that I loved this book. It was alright, a quick and easy read. So would I recommend it? If you like your sex naughty and without care on who’s doing who, then you’ll enjoy this. This is a lot on the dirty side of things.
New York Times and USA Today Bestselling Author.
Victoria Ashley grew up in Rockford, IL and has had a passion for reading for as long as she can remember. After finding a reading app where it allowed readers to upload their own stories, she gave it a shot and writing became her passion.
She lives for a good romance book with bad boys that are just highly misunderstood and is not afraid to be caught crying during a good read. When she’s not reading or writing about bad boys, you can find her watching her favorite shows.
She is the author of Wake Up Call, This Regret, Slade, Hemy, Cale, Get Off On The Pain, Something For The Pain and Thrust.
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