In Peace of Lies Havoc by Amo Jones
Midnight Mayhem, Book One
STANDALONE Series
My name is Dove Hendry.๐๐ช๐ฏ๐ฆ ๐ช๐ด ๐๐ช๐ฏ๐จ๐ด๐ต๐ฐ๐ฏ ๐๐น๐ต๐ฐ๐ฏ.I was captured by darkness.
๐๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฉ๐ข๐ด ๐ข๐ญ๐ธ๐ข๐บ๐ด ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ฏ ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ๐ด…
They groomed me for Midnight Mayhem. Like a trained possession, weak against their control.
๐๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฉ๐ข๐ด ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ฏ ๐ค๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ฅ๐ช๐ต๐ช๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ธ๐ช๐ต๐ฉ ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ ๐ฃ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ฐ๐ฅ ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ ๐บ๐ฆ๐ข๐ณ๐ด. ๐๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ซ๐ถ๐ด๐ต ๐ฅ๐ฐ๐ฆ๐ด๐ฏ’๐ต ๐ฌ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ธ ๐ช๐ต ๐บ๐ฆ๐ต…
But Midnight Mayhem was the stained glass that concealed a very dark culture.
๐ ๐ค๐ถ๐ญ๐ต๐ถ๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ด๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ช๐ด ๐ข๐ฃ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ต ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ค๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ค๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ต๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ฐ๐ง.
The Brothers of Kiznitch come in fours, and they’re not happy about me being hustled into their acts.
๐๐ณ ๐ข๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ธ๐ฆ? ๐๐ข๐ณ๐ฆ๐ง๐ถ๐ญ, ๐๐ช๐ต๐ต๐ญ๐ฆ ๐๐ช๐ณ๐ฅ. ๐ ๐ธ๐ข๐ณ๐ฏ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ช๐ด ๐ข ๐ธ๐ข๐ณ๐ฏ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ข ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ข๐ด๐ฐ๐ฏ…
Mind-tricks.
Stunts.
Deceit.
๐๐ฐ๐ธ๐ฆ๐ณ.
But there’s something uglier that has been haunting me for years upon years. So ugly that I have never seen it’s face. I never had to. I’d hear his whispers through my internal screams, feel his shadow brush against my nightmares. He was my the monster that tormented me.
๐๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ฎ๐ข๐บ๐ฃ๐ฆ ๐ญ๐ช๐ท๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ถ๐ฏ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ณ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ฅ…
When I started Midnight Mayhem, his presence faded.
His whispers were silenced.
His shadow dissolving without a trace.
I wondered why that was.
๐๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฅ๐ช๐ฅ๐ฏ’๐ต ๐ฉ๐ข๐ท๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ธ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐จ…
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In Peace Lies Havoc will have you believing just that. When things seems to be going one way, havoc is waiting around the corner and it can be life altering. This is more than true for Dove and Kingston. God. Kingston or King, hits every mark of the bad boy you hate to love and love to hate. He draws you into his web, you become trapped, but trust me you don't want to escape. Kingston, sigh, he could ride me any day, I mean ride his bike around me in The Triple Wheel of Death, okay actually I mean he could do both because GAH, King is just that fine *bites fist thinking of him* Anyways I do also love Dove's character, she has an inner strength that drives her, one that makes her as equally dangerous to King as he is to her.
I want to scream a million things about In Peace Lies Havoc, but I refuse to spoil it. Amo Jones has once again written a masterpiece that will destroy your emotions again and again, make you a prisoner to the journey she takes you on, fuck with your mind, your heart and soul, and piece them back together again, piece by piece.
With every book I read by Amo Jones, the multiple kindles that have been thrown, broken and replaced, and the amount of wine I drink during and after, I become a bigger fan of hers. I call her the queen of mind fuckery and darkness but I love it, and I love how she can make me love her characters over and over again. In Peace Lies Havoc is one of my favorite books this year and one that must be on your TBR lists!
He throws me onto my bed. “It means that I don’t fuck just anyone. I’m in control of myself. Are you?” he asks, his head tilting to the side. “What? Of course I am. And what about Val?” I couldn’t stop the words from spewing out of my mouth. He chuckles, his hands coming to my ankles to drag me down the bed until I’m half hanging off. Both his fists sink into either side of my head. He presses himself against me. “Why do you care about Val and me?” “There’s a you and Val?” I tilt my head. “Fuck no,” he answers. “She’s the least of your worries.” “Oh, that’s reassuring, King. Please do go on.” His eyes narrow, his head shaking. “You’re insane.” I shrug, coming up to my elbows. “Maybe.” I wrap my legs around his waist and push him down on top of me. “But you’re the exact same.” His lips crash onto mine, and he’s tearing my clothes off again. “Wait!” I push on his chest. He growls. Straight up growls like I’ve interrupted his feast. “What?” “You came in here for something. What was it?” “To tell you that we’re here.” He shrugs, before he’s biting down on my skin again, and I’m moaning his name. He stands from the bed, removing his shirt and his jeans, pushing them down to his feet. His cock is heavy in his hand as he pumps it softly. “I need those lips around my cock, Little Bird, and I need them on there now.” © Amo Jones, In Peace Lies Havoc
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About Amo Jones Amo Jones is a small country girl totally winging this author thing (she’s probably doing it all wrong). She likes cake, loves wine, and her religion is magic. She’s a profound work-a-holic, but when she’s not writing, you can find her chilling with her kids & partner at the nearest beach, with a cocktail in her hand. New Zealand is not a state of Australia and rugby is the best sport ever played. Follow Amo Jones Website: http://www.amojonesbooks.com/ Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/amojonesauthor Join Amo’s Wolf Pack: https://www.facebook.com/groups/10114… Twitter: https://twitter.com/authorAmojones Instagram: @thatcrazykiwiauthor
