Malum: Part 1 (The Elite Kings’ Club Book 4)

Malum: Part 1 (The Elite Kings' Club Book 4)

Malum: Part 1 by Amo Jones

My rating: 5 of 5 stars


SO MANY EMOTIONS

I’m twisted up. I’m sad. I’m confused. I’m anxious. I’m even more confused.
I’ll start with this- the author gives a trigger warning in the beginning of this book. And I suspected I knew what it would be for. Still, I wasn’t paying attention to where I was at, and the source of the trigger snuck up on me. And I haven’t cried that hard in a long time. I’ve read almost 300 dark romances in recent months. Only one other book made me cry. This is now #2. And it wrecked me. Legit had to get a tissue. So, there’s your fair warning on that. If you are in a blue mood maybe save this one for another day.
That said, amazing book. The craziest one yet in this series. That ending has me stunned. And confused. And disappointed in one of the characters in particular. And so very sad for another.
I can’t get my grabby hands on the next book fast enough. I don’t know where Amo Jones manages to get her ideas, but it is a place of darkness and crazy. And I love it.
Recommended! So very much!



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“Love is savage, love is blind, love is something they may not find…”
Once upon a time, there was a young girl who lived in a battered trailer, a girl from the wrong side of the tracks.
One day, she fell down The Elite Kings’ rabbit hole. Sucked into a dark vortex of lies, hate, and deceit, and spat out by money, glitz, and power.
There were things this little girl didn’t know, things she was about to find out and secrets that have been kept from her. Those secrets were guarded by the boys that were about to smash her world open and tear it all apart…
He may be a Malum, but she is a Stuprum, born into this world but neglected by the choice of her mother. Her eyes may not glisten with stars, but they roar with fire, and when she finally reaches her peak, it’s that same fire that will burn.
Them.
All.
Down.
My name is Tillie Stuprum, and my story is not like the rest.
Everything she thought she knew is a fabricated version of the truth. I’m Nate Riverside-Malum, the one your girl whispers about to her friends and whose initials are scratched down your back. Her story is not like the rest of them, because her story is dead.

Published by Amanda Marie

Compulsive reader. Romantic suspense/contemporary romance/dark romance/NA romance addict. Particularly fond of mafia, forced/arranged marriage, secret baby, kidnapping, and dark alpha heroes. Just out here doing my part for humanity- these books won't read themselves.

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