We experience the events of the first two books through Cecelia’s eyes. Some epilogues are simply a nice bonus, but this book? I had no idea just how much I needed to read it.

The Finish Line was going to be an extended epilogue but it turned into a full-length novel. I managed to keep my sanity intact, however, with the help of some Tums, screamed obscenities, wine, and therapy sessions courtesy of Facebook spoiler groups. The plot is unique, riveting, and twisted, but they are not easy reads. The Ravenhood series was only intended to be a duet. This is my last chance, and I have no intention of losing her again, but as the deception of my past starts to unravel and close in, shedding my humanity may be the only thing that can save us both. With the lies I’ve told, the life I’ve led, my mistakes are beginning to catch up with me, day by day, one by one. Yet, she demands it still, the useless heart of the ruthless thief and shameless villain she fell for. Until she unearthed the starving vessel inside, forced me to acknowledge it, forced me to understand that I’m capable of bleeding the same as any other. Through the years, I lived more as an enigma than a man.įor so long, I denied I had a beating heart of my own. I’ve lived the entirety of my life wrapped up in subterfuge for one purpose-revenge. Looking back, I’m convinced I willed my story into existence due to my illness.Published by Self-Published on January 26, 2021 At least that was the case for me and the men I trusted my foolish heart to.⁣ You can’t re-live your own love story, because by the time you’ve realized you’re living it, it’s over. That’s the novelty of fiction versus reality. Secrets that cost us everything to keep.⁣ But in order to keep them, I had to be in on their secrets.⁣ Triple Falls wasn’t at all what it seemed, nor were the men that swept me under their wing. I gave into temptation and fed the beating beast, which grew thirstier with every slash, every strike, every blow.⁣ When I lived this story, my own twisted fairy tale, it was unbeknownst to me at the time because I was young and naïve. I grew up believing that real love stories include a martyr or demand great sacrifice to be worthy.⁣īecause of that, I believed it, because I made myself believe it, and I bred the most masochistic of romantic hearts, which resulted in my illness.⁣ From Book 1: An AMAZON TOP 50 BESTSELLER!

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