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BLURB
They thought they could get away with it, but they are sorely mistaken.
They have been judged. They have been sentenced. All that remains is their execution.
No one goes unpunished. We’ll make sure of it.
We are The Society and all who dare cross us will find their miserable end by our hand.
Don’t be fooled. This is not their story.
It’s ours.
Finn
As long as I can remember, I’ve played by the rules.
On and off the football field, I’ve done everything that has been expected of me.
Until that fatal night.
Now my life and the lives of my best friends hang in the balance, hung there by a sadistic sinister shadow forcing us to do their will.
And it’s just my damn luck that I’m the first to be put on their butcher’s block.
I must prove my worth by eradicating a certain pebble in their shoe.
The order is simple.
To save ourselves, I must ruin another—a life for a life.
Meaning Stone Bennett’s life is about to be forfeited in exchange for my own.
The poor girl never stood a chance.
Stone
He’s all American perfection.
I’m the poster child for this country’s rejects.
He’s old Asheville money and privilege.
I’m the Southie eyesore people stay clear from.
He’s caviar dreams and champagne wishes.
I’m the trailer trash his momma probably warned him about.
I doubt it can get any further away from the elitist’s social spectrum than the two of us.
So why the hell is Finn Walker, Richfield’s football god, suddenly all in my face wanting my attention?
Nothing good can come from this.
I can feel it.
REVIEW
W.O.W this book was everything! Once I saw the cover I was itching to know what the story was about, and my goodness what a story!
See No Evil is the first instalment of the series ‘The Society’. We are introduced to Finn and his friends (Lincoln, Easton and Colt) who unknowingly put themselves on The Society’s radar. We don’t know what they did or who the society is. All we know is the four boys are now indebted to this underground elite club, and it’s time to pay up!
First up is Finn. His task is simple: woo Stone Bennet then break her heart. But once he took one look at her, you just know that is not going to happen.
Finn was such a wonderful hero. His vulnerability matched with his crassness and his smouldering looks made him an absolute catch! You can sign me up for a Finn any day!
Now, even though Finn was great, I’ve got to show even more love for my girl STONE! She was the real deal! Rarely do we get a heroine that is intelligent, beautiful, sassy, CONFIDENT (insert other compliments) and unapologetic about being herself. She is the type of heroine we need to read more of. Stone couldn’t give two shits what others thought. She is who she is- take it or leave it.
I loved the banter between Stone and Finn. Aside from being lovers, you could tell they were friends, with how easily they were able to communicate with each other. Even though they have from completely different upbringings, they could still relate. And the chemistry between them...
I absolutely loved this book. From the prologue to the epilogue I was hooked. Finn and Stone were absolutely everything. The secondary characters only making the book even more enjoyable. I can’t wait for Hear No Evil. I want to know more about The Society and what they have in store for Easton!The suspense is killing me!
My Recommendations:
Fallen Crest High -Tijan
Tell Me Pretty Lies -Charleigh Rose
Hope you enjoy this!
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EXCERPT
Stone is exactly what I suspected a Southie-born girl to look like—only so much more. Her bluish-black hair is purposely wrapped in a messy bun to proudly showcase her numerous earrings on both lobes and the barbell piercing on her brow. The way she’s playing with her tongue as she writes down her patron’s order, tells me she’s got more piercings hidden on her body—the only thing she’s probably hiding since most of everything else is on display. She’s got on a short, ripped-up top, with a cut so deep at the front that you can’t help but stare at the red lace holding up two impressive, creamy breasts. The black shorts she’s got on barely covers her ass, but I think that’s intentional, so everyone can appreciate the red and black phoenix tattooed on her thick thigh.
All of her is too much. Too loud, and definitely too in your face. She’s nothing like the thin-twig debutant girls I’ve grown accustomed to. Not in the slightest. She’s all luscious curves, huge tits, and an even bigger ass. It’s like she was force-fed southern-fried cooking all her life while listening to Metallica—big, loud, and mean. Yep, that is the perfect description of Stone Bennett.
Even though she’s probably around five-foot-five, compared to my six-foot-four, she looks like she’d be able to swallow me in and spit me out with a fucking smile on her face. She’s not some wallflower that blossomed in the Southside dirt. She’s a force of nature who made that rough neck of the woods her bitch.
I’m so fucking screwed.
“She’s cute,” Easton has the audacity to say after taking stock of all of her features.
“You have got to be shitting me?” I bark out, outraged.
“What? She is. Actually, she’s more than cute. She’s fucking hot.” He smirks, going for another once over of all her tempting curves.
I’m tempted to smack him upside the head for his constant staring at her thick thighs and small waist, but I play the indifference card instead.
“If I was looking for Marilyn Manson’s bride to be, then yeah, I’m sure she’d fit the bill.”
Easton stops his flagrant ogling of Stone, snapping his head toward me, his annoyed frown taking center stage on his face.
“Stop being such a prejudiced douche, Finn. Even you can appreciate her level of hotness.”
“I’m not being judgmental or anything. I just don’t like being with a girl who looks like she might cut my balls off instead of suck them,” I grumble, tapping my foot repeatedly on the floor to show my disgruntlement.
“Well, make sure her tongue doesn’t have any sharp objects then,” he teases me, cocking a brow, and waving the girl in question over to our table. “However, you should be so lucky to have that mouth anywhere near your junk, you dick,” he hushes beneath his breath, all the while smiling over at Stone as she heads in our direction.
I stew in my own misery when she waltzes over with that same bored expression married to her lips, but not to her stunning, emerald eyes. As she comes closer, I can’t help the unnerving feeling that I like the color of her eyes way too much. They are the only light thing about her. Soft, green meadows that resemble cool, spring days. The ones we hardly ever enjoy down south, unique and invigorating.
Tattoos, thick thighs, and pretty eyes.
A lethal combination that ensures I’m royally fucked.
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