I had the club, I had the most powerful husband, the Prez of the Demons of Hell MC.
I had a family.
He’d told me time and time again the club was my “family”.
My “family” let a lot of things happen to me that shouldn’t of.
My “family” did a great job of turning a blind eye.
My “family” was great at letting me be the punching bag for their mistakes. For all of his pent up anger and frustrations.
My “family” was the reason I almost died.
When Rage came into my life I saw nothing else.
His name was a warning and I didn’t listen.
I am sitting here trying to figure out what I want to say about Scarred, because I am honestly confused on how I feel about Scarred. I love dark romances, I love MC romances, so this should have been right up my alley but while it started strong, it quickly spiraled downhill. This is a dark romance, and I knew that going in but sometimes there is just too much happening that turns it from enjoyable to stomach turning.
I don’t want to spoil this book because that is not what I like to do so I won’t start now. I also normally enjoy books by this author so I am thinking that maybe this is an instance of this one just not working for me. I am not going to rip this book apart so I am just going to end this with it just didn’t work for me and maybe it will for you.
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