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Aislinn and Damon are back! After that cliffhanger ending in book one, getting my hands on Corrupt Savior was an absolute must. And it was well-worth the wait, it didn’t quite pack the same punch like it did in Cruel Sanctuary. But these two totally brought more to the table and I was here for alllll of it! Don’t worry, I still absolutely loved this book because I can’t get enough of Aislinn and Damon! The chemistry and passion between these two is insane!

There’s one thing that everyone should learn about Damon … they should NEVER be on the opposing side of him. With Aislinn taken and missing, he’s about to lose it as he tears down everything  and everyone, trying to find her.

Aislinn is a fighter and just throw it in that she’s desperately wanting to get back to Damon. She’d do anything to escape and get back to the man she has easily fallen for. I love Aislinn because she knows her worth and will not settle for less. There was a bit towards the end where I may have slightly been irritated with her because it was her first instinct to run, instead of facing the “issue” head on.

We get soooo much more of Damon and it is absolutely beautiful! I love that we go to see how he deeply feels about Aislin and it was something I’ve been waiting for. And I’ve been curious about his darker, corrupted side … we ask and Tara delivers! Like I’ve mentioned earlier, you NEVER want to be on the wrong side of Damon.

I was hoping for something a bit more exciting (?) with the mole aspect, but when it was all revealed, I felt meh about it. And the ending felt a bit rushed, but I loved the little bit you can get when you finish the book.

Anyways, definitely a solid romance with a bit of suspense to constantly keep you on your toes! I’m forever in love with Tara’s books and can’t wait for the next one.

major thank you to the author for the complimentary copy in consideration for a review. this does not affect my opinion of the book or review.

[rating stars=”four-stars”]

read book one in the wages of sin duet : cruel sanctuary


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Heartbeat is an erratic, distracting pitter-patter against my ribs as I take in the stark beauty of the man standing in front of me. He looks like the same man I ran from. Almost.

The same rich black hair and inky eyelashes. The same strong, shadowed jawline and high, elegant cheekbones. The same spark of intensity lighting up those dark, dark eyes.

But now there are smudges beneath them. And faint horizontal lines, like the silvery remnants of a shattered spider web, crossing his forehead.

Damon is glaring at me like an adversary he’s torn between spanking or fucking. There is yearning in his gaze, a faint glimmer of tenderness beneath his infuriated expression.

I like it. A lot.

The panic and fear and pure terror that filled my veins just a few hours ago hasn’t yet evaporated. Those intense emotions are still there, like toxins that have yet to be flushed from my system. I don’t want to be treated with kid gloves. Not by Damon King.

I need his intensity now more than ever. I am desperate to revel in the raging storm Damon and I create when we’re together. The kind of storm that deserves a name. Deserves to be written in history books for its power . . . and for the toll of its destruction.

I want the shocking illumination of lightning. The ominous energy of thunder.

I want to give and take.

Clash and break.

Writhe and shake.

“Damon.” I say his name like a warning. I need the savage who claimed me as his own. My savage king.

He presses a firm kiss to my forehead, his fingers lightly pushing into the hair at the base of my scalp. “Tell me this,” he says. “Is there any hurt I can’t kiss better?”

The throaty rumble of Damon’s voice is like a liberal pour of molasses on my frayed nerves. “No.” My nose is flush with his chest and I breath deep that scent I didn’t think I would ever smell again. Wood and whiskey and raw masculinity. So damn intoxicating.

He sweeps his tongue along the rim of my ear. “Is there any hurt I can’t lick better?”

The tension in my shoulders eases as I flatten my palms against his chest. “No.”

Damon lifts my chin, our eyes locking on each other. “Is there any hurt I can’t fuck better?”

My cheeks warm as I draw my lower lip between my teeth. Then I shake my head slowly, “No.”

He smiles that darkly seductive grin and my stomach flips. “Let’s go take a shower.”

I nod my head eagerly. A long hot shower sounds perfect. A long hot shower—with my savage king—sounds downright exquisite. By the time the water is running, my borrowed bathrobe is just a white smudge of bad memory strewn across the tile floor.

Damon begins unbuttoning his shirt and I eagerly reach for his belt. When he is as naked as I am, he cups my chin between his thumb and forefingers and tips it upward. His kiss is hard but not punishing. The perfect amount of pressure.

I moan low in my throat.

He growls in return. And when we pull apart, we are wearing matching lust-drunk grins.

“Do you trust me?” he asks.

“I thought you said I shouldn’t trust anyone who has to ask.”

“I’m asking now.”

The truth falls from my lips. “With my life.”

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