Series: Indebted #2
Published by Self-Published on November 12th 2014
Genres: Erotica, Romantic Suspense
Narrator: Kylie C. Stewart, Will M. Watt
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“You say I’ll never own you. If I win—you willingly give me that right. You sign not only the debt agreement, but another—one that makes me your master until your last breath is taken. You do that, and I’ll give you this.”
Nila Weaver’s family is indebted. Stolen, taken, and bound not by monsters but by an agreement written over six hundred years ago, she has no way out.
She belongs to Jethro as much as she denies it.
Jethro Hawk’s patience is running out. His inheritance gift tests, challenges, and surprises him—and not in good ways. He hasn’t leashed her but he thinks he might’ve found a way to bind her forever.
Debts are mounting. Payment waiting.
I know, I know. I gave a rather scathing review of Debt Inheritance, so why on Earth did I read First Debt? Apparently I’m a glutton for punishment because I decided to give this book a chance when I saw it was available at the library. I figured I had nothing to lose except maybe some of my precious reading time, because…free. Oh, and it was the audio book version so…bonus!
Anyway, I was hoping this book would surprise me, and I admit I was a little curious to see how and when Nila grows a backbone. I may have liked this book a little more than the first, but basically First Debt did little to change my opinion of this series.
Nila proves she’s strong all right, but she’s still gullible, wishy washy, and really quite dim. She completely depleted my stores of patience and understanding.
We get to see more glimpses into Jethro’s thoughts, which is nice, but it’s not enough to redeem him. Despite his despicable, abusive, and often just weird behavior, I think we’re supposed to feel sorry for him for developing feelings for his captive. Like I couldn’t see that coming from a mile away as noted in my previous review. And the big plot twisting cliffhanger? Yeah, I totally predicted that while reading the first book also. There are remaining puzzles that might appeal to other readers though.
Obviously, I didn’t care for the story, but the writing style put me off as well. It’s writing like this that had me rolling my eyes and groaning out loud (and not in a good way).
“Fuck me, please. I’m begging. I need it. I need you. I’ve never needed anything as much as you filling me. Jethro, I’ll die if you don’t fuck me this very minute.”
I’m also wondering. Is this what’s considered purple prose?
I sank inside with a barbarous impale. She screamed. I groaned. We both collapsed into one another. Falling, falling, swirling, swirling, we took each other prisoner. Punishing our bodies, focusing on one blistering goal.
And then there’s the obligatory your-penis-is-way-too-big for me dialog, only with a decidedly unsexy, harsh selfishness thrown in.
“Oh, God. No. Stop,” she cried. Her hips tried to dislodge my size.
“I can’t stop.”
“It hurts.” Her breath was cool against my fevered flesh.
“Let me in!” I thrust again, gritting my teeth.
And on that note, I’m officially done with this series.