First, he broke my heart. Then, he ripped it out of my chest.
Fifteen years ago, Beckett Longstead broke up with me, then disappeared.
One stormy night, he shows up at my doorstep bloodied and bruised, begging me for help.
I should’ve shut the door in his face. Should’ve left him to bleed.
But instead, I take him in and fix him, just like when we were teenagers.
Beckett has secrets, though, and everything about him screams guilt.
He’s hiding something terrible, but he won’t tell me what.
He claims he can’t remember. That he has amnesia.
He’s sick, plagued by nightmares, and his memory loss troubles me.
But he’s got no one else.
So against my better judgment, I welcome him into my home, and back into my vulnerable heart.
Little did I know, his sins would destroy us.
Little did I know, his secrets would ruin everything.
Sometimes I am in the mood for a suspense and mystery type
of romance, so I was excited to start Sinner. I am torn as I am typing this review up I
liked it but at the same time I didn’t if that makes sense. I won’t say I hated it because that is far from
the truth but something just didn’t click for me and I am having a hard time putting
my finger on what exactly that could be.
I did not feel a connection to the characters as much as I
hoped that I would have. Maybe that is
my issue. I don’t have to always connect
with both characters as long as I am able to connect with one but I really
tried, I promise I tried but it was like when you are just out of reach even
when you stretch and stretch, that is how I felt. Now with that being said I think the
storyline was complex maybe a little too complex but I am not going to complain
about that.
This is the very first book by this author I have read but I
am curious to see if it was just the book or if I don’t mesh with her. As always form your own opinion, what may not
have worked perfectly for me may work more for you.
JACKIE WANG lives in Vancouver, Canada with her real-life alpha hero and their rambunctious daughter. When she’s not writing, Jackie is binge-reading, gorging on expensive chocolates, or fiddling around with Photoshop.
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