Title: Wild and Free (The Three #3) Author: Kristen Ashley
Publication Date: December 29th 2014
Plot: Abel Jin and Delilah Johnson have lived their lives with a hole in their soul, yearning for something they don’t understand.
Until one night Delilah is in mortal danger and a man who’s otherworldly strong and supernaturally fast saves her. Delilah is then cast into a world where fiction comes to life in the form of Abel, her destined mate, a vampire/werewolf hybrid who claims her at first breath as his.
But Abel knows the danger isn’t done. He’s dreamed for centuries that his mate will perish and he will stop at nothing to keep her safe.
For Delilah, she’s not only coping with fantasy come to life, but a mingling of very different families. Not to mention, she has on her hands a man who doesn’t understand his true nature and has lived his long life thinking he’s a monster.
Abel and Delilah together fills the hole that has been clawing at them for decades. But finally finding each other, it also tips their destinies as the last of The Three. They must unite with the other destined lovers, who with Abel and Delilah, are fated to save the world.
Or die trying.
☆✮ My Review ✮☆
--> November 25th 2012 <--- A day that will be forever etched in my mind as 'The day' I read With Everything I Am (The Three #2). The day I also got a tiny tease of Wild and Free...
--> November 25th 2012 <--- A day that will be forever etched in my mind as 'The day' I read With Everything I Am (The Three #2). The day I also got a tiny tease of Wild and Free...
Sooo... with just a month shy of TWO YEARS we FINALLY! have Wild and Free (The Three #3)
*Who else is doing their Happy Dance with their Kindle right now?? I know I AM!*
I can't tell you how much I have been hanging out for Wild and Free. To be able to finally read the 3rd instalment and for it to actually live up to all that I thought it would be! *Huge smiles*
Abel and Delilah together are just WOW! Abel by himself... SWOON! Abel has to be the roughest KA Alpha yet! And that is definitely saying something! You will LOVE him! For example...
"Even if it's to my peril, I think it's pertinent to point out at this juncture that you're in a serious fucking jealous rage and I haven't even kissed you yet."I snapped my mouth shut.He watched me do this before he grinned.My stomach flipped over.Oh yeah, he was beautiful."You wake up in a bad mood all the time or just when you think of me bangin' another bitch?" he asked."
and...
"You need to take a breath. That doesn't work, you need to take another one. Then you need to feel it. Feel it. And you know exactly what I'm talkin' about. When you feel it, you'll know this shit isn't crazy. This shit is something else. I don't know what the fuck it is. I just know you're not gonna get dead because of it, seein' as I've waited three lifetimes for you, and now that I've got you, I'm keepin' you."
Okay, into the book itself. The Three... apart from the story of Abel and Delilah, we also have the whole clan, Lucian and Leah, Callum and Sonia, Yuri and Gregor along with the families of all three. Its a huge family affair, as it should be with the fight for humanity in their wake. There is alot of drama, alot of love and some heartbreaking loses.
I loved this! I am so happy I finally got to read the last installment at the same time heartbroken that it's over. You will love this! To everyone who has been hanging out for this as much as I have, you will not be disappointed! K. A. as usual gives us what we crave for.
My Rating:
♥♥♥♥♥
☆✮ Excerpt ✮☆
“I’m a monster, Lilah.”
“I’m a monster, Lilah.”
“What?” I whispered.
“I’m a werewolf vampire. I exist on
human blood. I can tear a man’s head off and I have. I’m a monster.”
“You—”
“I am,” he stated flatly. “And the
first chance I’ve had in all my years to understand why I am as I am is to go
to that fuckin’ hotel.”
I stared at him, then straightened
my body so I was fully facing him. This caused his jaw to get hard again, but I
ignored that and stated, “Okay, let’s break this down.”
“Nothin’ to break down.”
“Humor me,” I snapped, his head
jerked, and his lips curved up.
“Carry on,” he muttered.
“Thanks,” I bit out. “First, how
many men’s heads have you torn off?”
“Four, and two wolves.”
“That’s it?” I asked.
“Yeah.”
“These being the night we met,” I
stated.
“Yeah,” he repeated.
“The night some of them were trying
to kill me and the others were trying to kill you.”
To that he said nothing.
I kept going, “So you haven’t torn
off unsuspecting citizens’ heads willy-nilly, for the fuck of it, or on a
psychotic rampage?”
He pressed his lips together and I
knew it was to hide his humor because his eyes lit with it before he unpressed
them to say, “No.”
“Right,” I said sharply. “Have you
ever had a psychotic rampage?”
He shook his head.
“So let’s get to the human blood
part,” I suggested. “When you were,” I paused, “drawing from one of your ex-bitches,
did you ever kill one of them?”
“Fuck no.”
“Take too much and make them sick?”
“No.”
“Do it against anyone’s will?”
His eyes went guarded, but he said,
“No.”
I threw up a hand. “Okay, so what’s
the problem?”
He blinked, straightening in his
chair, but again said nothing.
“I mean, seriously,” I went on,
“I’ve seen lots of vampire movies and TV shows and even the good vamps screw up
and overindulge. Hell, Jessica killed three fairies in a ravenous attack. She
might have had her issues as a young vampire, but by that time, she was full-on
good.”
His brows shot together. “Fairies?”
“Fairies.”
“What the fuck are you talking
about?”
I threw up both hands and cried in
exasperation, “True Blood!”
“Jesus, Lilah,” he muttered.
“No, seriously, Jessica is very
sweet.”
“For fuck’s sake,” he growled,
sounding like he was losing patience, which I didn’t figure was a good thing.
“Okay, back on track,” I began.
“Tell me. Tell me one instance in your life where you actually behaved like a
monster.”
“I wanna fuck you,” he snarled.
I stared.
“Yeah,” he ground out. “I wanna
fuck you, Delilah. Consumed with the need and I have no idea why, but I can guess,
seein’ as it’s like you’re a bitch in heat, I’m a dog that catches the scent
and his mind is wiped…wiped of anything…but the need to mount you and”—he
leaned forward—“rut.”
“Holy fuck,” I breathed.
“Yeah,” he said again. “That make
you feel safe?”
“Abel—”
“I can smell your fear.”
I swallowed.
“It turns me on,” he kept going.
“Makes me wanna tear into your throat and fuck you and feed from you.
Now, does that make you feel safe?”
“No,” I whispered, because it really fucking didn’t.
“Right. No,” he bit off. “So I’m not a monster?”
☆✮ About the Author ✮☆
Kristen Ashley was born in Gary, Indiana, USA. She nearly killed her mother and herself making it into the world, seeing as she had the umbilical cord wrapped around her neck (already attempting to accessorise and she hadn't taken her first breath!).
Kristen grew up in Brownsburg, Indiana but has lived in Denver, Colorado and the West Country of England. Thus she has been blessed to have friends and family around the globe. Her posse is loopy (to say the least) but loopy is good when you want to write.
Kristen was raised in a house with a large and multi-generational family. They lived on a very small farm in a small town in the heartland and existed amongst the strains of Glenn Miller, The Everly Brothers, REO Speedwagon and Whitesnake (and the wardrobes that matched).
Needless to say, growing up in a house full of music, clothes and love was a good way to grow up.
And as she keeps growing up, it keeps getting better.
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