Title: Soulless
Author: T.M. Frazier
Series: King #4
Genre: contemporary romance, dark
The finale to Bear and Thia's epic love story.
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FLO'S REVIEW
Soulless by T.M. Frazier
My rating: 4 of 5 stars
4 **wow** STARS
“The world was dark and you turned on the fucking light switch and now it's so bright, I'm walking around blind.”
What can I say?
Of course this was the perfect conclusion for Bear and Thia’s story. Hot, a bit twisted and kind of sweet in that special way Ms. Frazier does morally ambiguous happy endings. There were ups and downs and just like with each of her former instalments in the King Series nothing is what it seems. Prepare to be amazed and if nothing else shocked out of your mind.
That ending?! I mean, is that for real? My mind is still spinning.
All in all I have to say the surrounding characters and the continuation of the background story throughout all the books is what keeps me interested and hooked. I like a good foundation for my love stories and the world Ms. Frazier has created here is just brilliant. I’m looking forward to read more about the Bloody Prom Queen and that other character I won’t mention here…*wink wink*
Nicely done.
**ARC very kindly provided by author in exchange for an honest review.
EXCERPT
PROLOGUE
I was mad at the world, at the whiskey
for not being strong enough, at the
drugs for not lasting long enough, at
the fucking whores I banged for not
getting me off when it was my fault my
dick was fucking useless after a bucket
of fucking blow. I went so far as to be
pissed at random people on the street for
laughing or smiling when I felt like
I’d never be able to smile or laugh again.
How dare they?
How fucking dare they be move on with
their lives like my friend hadn’t just
died.
I was on the verge of losing what
little sanity I had left when I rode out of
Logan's Beach and set off to find a
place, or places, where I could numb myself
against the feelings that followed me
from town to town, cheap motel to cheap
motel, girl to girl, high to fucking
high.
Then, this pink haired girl from the
past came barreling into my life and it was
like for the first time, I’d found a
purpose. A real genuine purpose and not just
some shit Chop spewed out as orders
that I and every other member of the
Beach Bastards took as bible, but a
true reason to live again.
To WANT to live again.
Someone to live for.
Ti was my chance at some sort of real
happiness when Lord fucking knows I
had no idea what that really was before
her. The only glimpses of real genuine
happiness I'd ever had came courtesy of
Preppy, King, and of course Grace.
Like when King tattooed us for the
first time and we loved them, even though
they were crooked and downright fucking
awful. Like when Grace made me
my very first birthday cake. Like the
time King Prep and I sat at the top of the
water tower and thought the world was
ours to take.
Because at that time, it was.
Then there was Ti and my new happiness
became the first time I saw her smile.
The first time I kissed her. The first
time I tasted her pussy by the fire. The first
time she let me inside of her,
shamelessly pushing through her virginity in a
frantic need to make her mine.
Because that's what she was.
That's what she would always be.
And I will kill every motherfucker who
dares to try and take her from me.
Mine.
About T.M. Frazier
T.M. (Tracey Marie) Frazier resides in sunny Southwest Florida with her husband and three feisty fur kids.
She attended Florida Gulf Coast University where she specialized in public speaking. After years working in real estate and new home construction, she decided it was finally time to stop pushing her dreams to the back burner and pursue writing seriously.
In the third grade she wrote her very first story about a lost hamster. It earned rave reviews from both her teacher and her parents.
It only took her twenty years to start the next one.
It will not be about hamsters.
She attended Florida Gulf Coast University where she specialized in public speaking. After years working in real estate and new home construction, she decided it was finally time to stop pushing her dreams to the back burner and pursue writing seriously.
In the third grade she wrote her very first story about a lost hamster. It earned rave reviews from both her teacher and her parents.
It only took her twenty years to start the next one.
It will not be about hamsters.
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