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Blog Tour+Review: Blackbird by Molly McAdams

Blackbird by Molly McAdams
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Title: Blackbird
Author: Molly McAdams
Series: A Redemption Novel
Genre: Romantic Suspense

“Molly takes her writing game to a whole different level—one that most authors rarely see.” – #1 New York Times bestselling author, Rachel Van Dyken

From New York Times bestselling author Molly McAdams comes a powerhouse romantic suspense that will have you questioning your morals and second guessing your view on love.
I live in a world few know exist. I’ve trained for this. I know what to say, what to do, and how to act. I’ve perfected the lethal calm required for this life.
Now it’s time to buy my first girl. But all it takes is one look at the brave girl who starts singing mid-auction for that calm to slip.
Briar Chapman is going to be the death of me, and I don’t care. I’ll take every day with her until that death comes, and I’ll welcome it when it does.
On the outside, Lucas Holt is what nightmares are made of. A man cloaked in darkness, with sin-filled eyes and an enticing grin. A devil so devastatingly beautiful and cruel that his very presence instills fear.
But beneath his terrifying, ever-calm exterior is an affectionate man haunted by a past that refuses to stay buried. And Lucas looks at me as though he’s finally found the only person who can make it all go away.
We’re a battle of the brightest day and the darkest night—and I want to lie in the wake of our war.
Have you ever read a book that caught you off guard?
A book that consumed you within the first few chapters? A book that you could re read again for the first time?
A book that stayed with you long after you read?
Blackbird was that book and I hope my review will do Molly McAdams justice!
Briar was engaged and about to start her new life with her fiancé Kyle. Briar calls herself helping out a coworker by taking her shift and she is kidnapped during work. No good deed goes unpunished I guess! She is held captive in a new place by her new owner Lucas.
Lucas is trying to prove his mentor, William that he is ready to have his first girl. He chose Briar because she sang during her auction and has nicknamed her “Blackbird”.
Right off the bat I just knew where this story was going and I’ve never been so happy to be so wrong in my life! There were so many twists and turns that I didn’t even see coming and had my jaw dropping!! I couldn’t turn the pages fast enough. Even when my eyes got fatigued and the lack of sleep caused a headache I HAD to keep going. I don’t want to give away any plot details but this story isn’t what you think!
“He was my darkness, and I was his light. And when we collided, it was still nothing short of incredible.”
“I have the wrong girl for my life, not for me.”
Ugh, Lucas just about killed me when he told this to Briar. You could feel his inner conflict and turmoil throughout this story. Lucas knows in this world you can’t have any attachments as this is seen as a sign of weakness and vulnerability. Briar is also fighting her attraction to Lucas as she is engaged to Kyle. But as time goes on it’s hard for them not to fall. Lucas is able to understand her in ways that no one else could. Briar is the light that this dark man needs. They were able to reach each other in different ways that no one else could.
It’s been a few years since I’ve read a book by Molly McAdams and it was so nice to revisit this author. I have to say I honestly wasn’t expecting to have this reaction while reading this story. This book was different from the books that I have previously read by this author. I was sucked in from the VERY beginning and I couldn’t put it down. I was in a HORRIBLE book funk and this book snapped me out of it in no time. I stayed up until 2am to read and woke back up 5 hours later because I HAD to finish! This book consumed my brain and body. The writing was good as usual but this story was something else! This story shows how you can find love and light in the most unexpected places during some of the worst times ever. I highly recommend reading this book and finding the person who knows why you sing.

 

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She closed the distance between us, each step slow and calculated. Once she was close enough, I slid one hand around her waist and the other around the back of her neck, using her hair to tilt her head back so I could study those eyes that captivated me.
“I hate that you have so much money that you buy women. I hate that you bought me at all, but mostly that you bought me because I started singing. I hate the circumstances that brought me to you, but I love you and am thankful I’m here with you all the same.”
My chest ached and filled with warmth. I wanted to kiss her and thank her for trusting me with her past. I wanted to erase every bad memory and replace them with ones of us now, but she didn’t realize what she’d just said . . .
As much as I wanted what she was saying to be true, it wasn’t, and it never would be. It couldn’t.
“You don’t,” I said thickly, forcing the words out through the tightness in my throat.
Confusion covered her face and her brows drew together. “I don’t what?”
“You don’t love me.”
I felt the shock that went through her body, but she didn’t try to pull away from me. Instead, she gripped my shirt in her hands like she was pleading with me in her touch alone.
“Lucas . . .”
My eyes slid shut, and I released a slow, weighted breath. “You don’t, Briar.”
“I know you think you don’t know how to love someone, but you do, you have been. You know what love is, and I have never been more aware of how loved I am by someone than I am by you.”
I ground my jaw and finally looked at her again. Instead of disagreeing with her, I said, “You can’t love me, because you don’t know me.”
I hated the hurt in her eyes. I hated that I was putting it there. I hated everything I was, hated that I would never be enough for the girl I didn’t know how to let go of. Couldn’t let go of.
“Yes, I do,” she choked out. “I’ve seen it, I’ve felt it, I’ve experienced your darkness and your monsters, and I’m still here. Haven’t I proven myself yet? Haven’t I proven I am not going anywhere? That you can’t make me run?” Her gripping hands flattened and moved up to curve around my neck. “I knew to fall in love with you I had to fall in love with the devil, too. I am not as naïve as you think I am.”
“But you have no idea exactly how heartless your devil is,” I said darkly.
“Then let me see—”
“I won’t let you into that part of my world,” I said on a growl. Just the thought of her being in a situation to see me like that—to see that part of my world—chilled me in a way that made me feel sick. “All of thiswill change the minute you see it. Trust me when I say you’ll never be able to look at me the same, and I won’t be able to live with myself if that day ever comes.”
“You can’t know that,” she argued, her words still sounding like a plea.
“Think of your worst memories with me, Blackbird,” I ordered gently. “Think of what I told you about the shootout with my brothers. Think about what William did to you. Now try to grasp that all of that is nothing compared to what I have done, and what I do, without feeling a thing.”
I waited for it to sink in, and after a few moments, it did. And there was that look in her eyes I’d come to dread and hate—fear and uncertainty. But I could still see her love for me.
Unfailing and undeserving.
“Didn’t you hear me the first time?” she finally asked as tears filled her eyes. “The darkest part of your soul terrifies me, but, Lucas, I’m not going anywhere.”
Molly grew up in California but now lives in the oh-so-amazing state of Texas with her husband, daughter, and fur babies. When she’s not diving into the world of her characters, some of her hobbies include hiking, snowboarding, traveling, and long walks on the beach … which roughly translates to being a homebody with her hubby and dishing out movie quotes. She has a weakness for crude-humored movies and fried pickles, and loves curling up in a fluffy comforter during a thunderstorm … or under one in a bathtub if there are tornados. That way she can pretend they aren’t really happening.
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