All is lost.
All. I don't recognize myself in the mirror anymore. My thoughts are filled with hatred and dripping with rage. I've lost my soul. She took it to the depths of Hell with her and haunts me with images of what could have been. Sixty lives are mine to take. Sixty lives stand in the way of my vengeance. Sixty lives plus one more. Mine. When the last drop of blood falls — mine will be spilled. Only one person stands in the way. She doesn't realize I'll kill her too. I don't own a heart. And even if I did — I wouldn't fall prey to its lies again. I am Chase Abandonato. Heir to a legacy of betrayal. And I will kill them all. Even if it means pointing the gun at myself. A life for a life. A soul for a soul.
Now I lay me down to sleep… I pray the Lord my soul to keep. Blood in. No out.
I have tried more than once to write this review for Eulogy and every time I delete it because I never feel that my simple words are worthy enough for this book. I am going to try again with the hopes that this time my words will express how much this book made me feel, how many times I cried, how many times I had white knuckles clutching my kindle wondering what was going to happen with Chase. I don’t want to spoil anything, because this book was one of my most anticipated reads for this year and it blew away any expectations I had because it was so much better than I could have ever imagined it to be.
My heart broke for Chase in the previous book and I knew when starting Eulogy that he was going to break it more and he did. The emotions, the pain, that feeling of never being good enough when you have given your soul to someone had my emotions all over the place. I physically felt my stomach in knots, my heart aching and a darkness settle over my mind, it was as I felt how Chase was feeling like I was in his body. He has blood on his hands and vengeance in his heart and trying to stop him may cost you your life. He is no longer than fun loving Chase we fell in love with, he is dark, angry, hurt, and broken but this new side of him it’s always been there but now the beast is unleashed and on a rampage.
I felt bad when Luciana was thrown into the lion’s den so to speak because I didn’t know how she would survive in this world. She is the complete opposite of Mil and I absolutely loved her. She has no idea how much her life is about to be turned upside down, or what she will endure to survive. Can she embrace the mantra of “Blood In. No Out”? Can she tame Chase and begin to heal his pain? Well I am not telling you, read the book but be prepared to cry, laugh, scream, and feel broken while you are on this journey.
We have everyone’s points of view in Eulogy and I think that is what made this book even more intense and emotional for me. You don’t just have Chase’s pain and Luciana’s innocence, you have Nixon, Tracey, Mo, Phoenix, Tex, Dante and the rest of the family. You can’t help but feel while reading Eulogy. Eulogy very well may be Rachel Van Dyken’s best book to date. I can’t express how much I have not only loved Eulogy but this series as well. This needs to be on your TBR lists immediately and at the very top. Blood In. No Out.
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BLOOD. BLOOD. BLOOD. It covered my hands. It surged through my heart. It dripped from my fingertips onto the concrete floor. Trapped. Broken. Finished. Hungry. Insanity scratched its way into my psyche as I eyed the door and waited. One heartbeat, two heartbeats, three… It opened. I fired two rounds, and acrid smoke filled the air. I thought I knew what love was. I was a fucking idiot. Every single bone in my body shuddered with rage, with the need to rip something apart, someone, anyone —all of them. My friends. My brothers. I brought the war to our house, and they would finish me because of it. I’d thought I loved her. Our love had been a lie. Her betrayal my only truth. And now? Now, I finally knew what love was. I’d seen it, smelled it, tasted it. And lost it. I’d fucking lost it. They would pay. They would all pay. For taking her. For turning her against me. For making me believe that blood was everything, only after mine was spilled.
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Rachel Van Dyken is the New York Times, Wall Street Journal, and USA Today Bestselling author of regency and contemporary romances. When she's not writing you can find her drinking coffee at Starbucks and plotting her next book while watching The Bachelor.
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