Debase by Rachel Van Dyken
Release Date: April 30, 2019
Debase, the final book in the Eagle Elite Series and the first new book in the Elite Bratva Brotherhood by #1 New York Times Bestselling Author Rachel Van Dyken.
With blood on my hands, I held her.
With death in my soul, I took from her.
With the devil in my heart, I coveted her.
There are many definitions of Hell.
My list was exhaustive, my definitions tragic.
Tonight I was adding something new to the very top.
Girl number six thirty-two.
She arrived on my birthday, the same day, every year, I play Russian Roulette and pull the trigger.
She was my omen.
My end game.
She made it personal.
And for the first time in my life, I gave in.
A virgin mob boss with no soul.
My name is Andrei Petrov.
They call me the devil.
All I want is for the pain to end.
All she wants is for me to share it.
I am the last remaining heir to a dynasty that should burn in Hell.
And my last wish remains for it to die with me.
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Review:
Rating: 4.5 out of 5 stars
According to the author, Debase is the first book in the Elite Bratva Brotherhood Series, but it's also the last in the Eagle Elite series. We are going to push the Italian mafia aside and bring into the spotlight the Russians. It's a stand-alone novel, but many of the EE characters appear, so some might find that a little confusing. I am a big fan of the EE series and I am looking forward to seeing what the Russian's are going to do in the future books. I think that we got a hint to the identities of the people who are going to get a book next and one hand, I want them to, but on the other, I am a little afraid to see what happened to them in the past.
Pretty much, all the EE guys appear, mostly as a comic relief and of course their ladies. I loved that we saw all these couples again, some with children, being happy. Phoenix has a special role in the story and a couple of chapters are told from his point of view.
Andrei is a unique case of a hero. He was just as tortured as everyone else, but he couldn't show it. Only a few people know his secrets and one of them was 632 aka Alice, our heroine. He is a very interesting character and even though he seems like he is the bad guy, he is not. Alice was abused sexually and mentally and was wold to him by her brother. Don't you love seeing happy and healthy families in a book? She is strong though and she can make it through.
I don't feel like I can say anything else. Andrei's world is familiar and strange at the same time. You should read the book to find out his darkest secrets and how Alice changed his life. The pace was good and it was an easy book to read with the exception of the last few chapters where things got bad. Still, it was nothing that I wasn't prepared for since I am familiar with the series.
Review:
Rating: 4.5 out of 5 stars
According to the author, Debase is the first book in the Elite Bratva Brotherhood Series, but it's also the last in the Eagle Elite series. We are going to push the Italian mafia aside and bring into the spotlight the Russians. It's a stand-alone novel, but many of the EE characters appear, so some might find that a little confusing. I am a big fan of the EE series and I am looking forward to seeing what the Russian's are going to do in the future books. I think that we got a hint to the identities of the people who are going to get a book next and one hand, I want them to, but on the other, I am a little afraid to see what happened to them in the past.
Pretty much, all the EE guys appear, mostly as a comic relief and of course their ladies. I loved that we saw all these couples again, some with children, being happy. Phoenix has a special role in the story and a couple of chapters are told from his point of view.
Andrei is a unique case of a hero. He was just as tortured as everyone else, but he couldn't show it. Only a few people know his secrets and one of them was 632 aka Alice, our heroine. He is a very interesting character and even though he seems like he is the bad guy, he is not. Alice was abused sexually and mentally and was wold to him by her brother. Don't you love seeing happy and healthy families in a book? She is strong though and she can make it through.
I don't feel like I can say anything else. Andrei's world is familiar and strange at the same time. You should read the book to find out his darkest secrets and how Alice changed his life. The pace was good and it was an easy book to read with the exception of the last few chapters where things got bad. Still, it was nothing that I wasn't prepared for since I am familiar with the series.
Excerpt:
With death in my soul, I drank from her.
With the devil in my heart, I coveted her.
I wanted closer.
More.
My gloves felt too hot for my hands.
My hands too big to contain the weeping leather as I pulled away from Alice and stared into her big blue eyes.
“You don’t want this,” I whispered.
She bit down on her swollen lip and reached for me, I stood still as her warm hands touched both of my cheeks. “Lie.”
I let out a hiss of air at her touch. “Walk. Away.”
“Kiss me again.”
“I can’t do that.” I needed to stop doing that.
“Can’t or won’t?”
I told myself one more kiss, one more touch. I told myself it would be okay, that I was still in control.
That I was above this.
That no woman had ever owned me.
No woman had ever taken everything.
My chest heaved as I stared at her mouth, unable to move, completely rooted to the floor.
Alice moved her hands to my jeans and slowly unbuttoned them. I didn’t stop her, I needed to fucking stop her, but it was like I’d drank this paralyzing poison from her lips and couldn’t function, could only watch her as my soul floated above my body, mocking my inaction, telling me that this would be the end of me.
The very end.
Letting her in.
Keeping her there.
I would give her everything.
And then I would lose control.
Lose my mind.
Lose my heart.
I would lose.
So would she.
“Alice…” My voice cracked. “I wish…” Her hands stilled on my jeans like she was ready to pull them down. “I can’t. I wish I could. I can’t.”
How could she possibly understand?
How could I explain the gut-wrenching fear of looking in the mirror and knowing that one choice kept me sane. One choice.
And that was sex.
He’d made that choice.
I wouldn’t.
I couldn’t.
I couldn’t trust myself, couldn’t trust it wouldn’t happen to me too, and hurt someone like her.
Someone so very… perfect.
Without blinking, Alice gripped my jeans, indecision etched on every pretty part of her face.
She was beautiful.
So damn beautiful.
I gripped her wrists with my hands and pulled them away from the very real temptation of getting completely naked and sinking into her, feeling her clench around me, her tight heat.
Shit.
I pulled her into my arms, and she rested her head on my shoulder. Just because I couldn’t let her touch me, couldn’t cross that line, didn’t mean I couldn’t make her happy, I would kill to watch her face in the throes of multiple orgasms.
I quickly gripped her by the hips and put her up on the cold granite countertop.
“Andrei what are you doing?” She looked down at me uncertainty in her blue eyes.
I moved my hands to her ass and pulled down the black leggings she’d been wearing, all the way down to her ankles, right along with a pair of lacy underwear that were bright pink, and perfect.
“Andrei?”
“Yes?”
“Seriously, what are you doing?”
I gripped her knees with my hands and then spread them wide. “What’s it look like I’m doing?” I smirked. “I’m feasting.”
Her eyes widened.
Never underestimate a virgin with an extremely vivid imagination and heightened sexual appetite.
I wasn’t a fucking monk.
I would like to think I knew more than most men, because I’d seen it all, watched it, inadvertently studied it.
If someone gave me a diagram of a woman, I could point out over twenty-two ways to get her off — with my tongue, a feather, my fingers, take your pick.
“You don’t have to—” She let out a gasp, gripping the edge of the granite, turning her hands white.
I chuckled darkly against her right thigh and bit. “I’m sorry, what was that? I don’t have to?”
“I’ve never, nobody has ever… done. This.”
“Tell me,” I asked gently before I dipped my tongue inside her and flicked.
Her entire body jerked.
“Tell me he never touched you like this, tell me nobody has ever touched you like this.”
“Never,” she rasped. “You.” That word was like a gunshot going off in my soul. “Only you, Andrei.”
“Me.” I flicked my tongue again, and gripped her by the ass, pulling her almost completely off the counter while I sat beneath her and sucked her off in the most primitive aggressive way I knew how.
With every ounce of energy I had in my physical body.
With my soul.
I used every weapon in my arsenal.
About Rachel:
Rachel Van Dyken is the New York Times, Wall Street Journal, and USA Today Bestselling author of regency and contemporary romances. When she's not writing you can find her drinking coffee at Starbucks and plotting her next book while watching The Bachelor.
She keeps her home in Idaho with her Husband, adorable son, and two snoring boxers! She loves to hear from readers!
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