Title: One Hundred and Thirty Six Scars
Author: Amo Jones
This is book one of the Devil’s Own series.
You know it’s gonna be a good book when the opening says this:
“If the word ‘fuck’ offends you, please don’t read this book.”
I love the back and forth over the first few chapters. Hinting at who they are and how they came to be, bits that went on in the past affecting who they are today without spelling out all the details is very cleverly done.
Well Amo has only gone and done it again, another amazing alpha male! I was a bit disappointed at leaving the Sinful Souls MC but to be reunited again and tied back into their lives is great. What a fabulous way to link in as well, the girls tie over both series beautifully and despite some tensions the boys works together too.
Beast has been through some awful things, but when he saves a young woman it sets his life on a new path. We see the hints of love and laughter with Jada and Hella and his family only extends once he is free.
Meadow is a sad, lonely, frightened young woman at the end of her rope. Until she is saved by her dark knight. When he doesn’t return she moves on with her life and makes big changes in the world around her, but there is always a dark part lurking and waiting, wondering what became of him.
There is some serious action in this book! Beast and Hella are not your average duo, Devil’s Own is not your average MC, these girls know how to kick ass and take names.
I couldn’t put it down once I started and I’m sure you won’t be able to either! Heading off in to book two, hoping it’s Hella!
I was four years old when I learnt what evilness the world could bring. I fought through life with my scarred soul, wrangled through the dark empty nights where I’d pray I didn’t wake up the next morning. I would shut my eyes and mentally take myself to my happy place.
The sound of waves crashing on the sand under my feet.
The final time the cold blade pushed up against my thigh, and I waited for my blood to trickle over the other One hundred and thirty-six scars that covered my skin – never came. Who was this man who just saved me? He had no idea how close I came to ending myself that day. I was ready to blow my brains all over the bedroom walls and I had a nine sitting under my pillow to prove it.
Some people have families, I had engineered human killing machines surrounding me my whole life. I’d been a part of this unit since I was a bay, raised in a community that was shut off from the real world. A community where we were nothing but empty vessels, until Hella (my best friend) and I escaped. Hella took us to a girl who was in foster care with him before he was summoned into The Army. After finding out yet another complication in my life, I needed space. I booked in to a run down apartment, ready to clear my head. Only my head didn’t clear, because I was haunted every night from the screams that would vibrate through my walls.
This is not a story of a perfect man coming in to save the day. This is a story of what happens when fate interferes and two completely broken souls collide.