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556 pages, Paperback
First published April 16, 2017
Even the broken, through love, can find grace.
I was not sure, but . . . but I hoped, and I prayed, that he actually liked me. For me. Not my body. But just . . . me. I did not understand how that could possibly be true, but I desperately wanted it to be.
She’d hooked me in, I’d taken the bait, but unlike the other unlucky bastards, she was never leaving me . . . because I’d hooked her in too. For good.
"In the comfort of his safe embrace, I let sleep pull me under. My body protected in his arms...and perhaps my soul too."
"I think we were meant to find each other, AK. I think we were meant to find each other, to leave hell together."AK is a tortured man. Sergeant-At-Arms of the Hades Hangmen and leader of the infamous ‘Psycho Trio’, and a former sniper, he is suffering from painful flashbacks from his past. He has many regrets, and if it weren't for the love and friendship of his brothers, he would be completely lost. One regret is the day he left a beautiful woman named Phebe chained to a tree. Now he is ready to find her and bring her back!
"I was a fucking man possessed as I thrust into her."Phebe is a broken woman who has been tortured and abused her entire life. Another victim to the cruelty of The Order, Phebe has only known a life full of servicing men. Now addicted to drugs and completely broken, AK is like a dark angel who rescues her from the clutches of evil. Phebe is strong, and although she is battling addiction and the painful memories of her past, AK offers a glimpse of goodness like she has never felt before. Both AK and Phebe have a mountain of pain to overcome, and yet together they make sense. AK is patient with Phebe as she heals and he is ruthless about protecting her. Phebe offers AK peace that he has never experienced before. Together AK and Phebe find bliss. As they grow together emotionally, the physical connection is intense as Phebe experiences physical touch rooted in love for the first time. Together AK and Phebe make every moment of Damnable Grace raw and utterly beautiful.
"His lips worshipped me. I never thought I would ever understand the meaning of a kiss. How it could momentarily stop your heart from beating or how such an innocent touch could make you feel so incredibly cherished."Told in mostly dual POV, Damnable Grace is another stunning addition to the Hades Hangmen Series. I have been a fan of this series from the beginning, and every single Hangmen offers a unique glimpse into the life and relationships of the club. AK and Phebe are perfectly matched and with their broken pasts they find redemption together. Once again Tillie Cole has created an intense world where the innocent woman of The Order are brutalized, and the men of the Hades Hangmen will kill to make the world a better place. The relationships between the characters are complex and deeply rooted in love. The action is intense and drives the story from the first page to the very last page turn. With every sound of the bike rumble, every passionate kiss, every moment of bliss, the Hades Men and Women create a world in which I never want to leave.
"She didn't push me. She didn't ask what I might be hiding. No, she just ripped open my fucking chest, bared my soul, then left it out on display for her ocean-blue eyes to see."
"I think we were meant to find each other, to leave hell together.”
"No Jews. No blacks. No spics. Or any other fucking poisoned blood that infects this planet like a plague, and robs the true race, the Aryan race, of what is rightfully theirs.”
"132 confirmed kills—the sniper in me couldn’t help but keep track of each heart I’d stopped. The psycho within fucking liked to.”
"Freckles. Blue eyes. Phebe. Cult bitch turned Meister’s whore.”
"They made her a Sacred Sister too, AK. My baby, my little girl, they made her a Sacred Sister. They turned my daughter into a whore.”
Ash tipped his chin up, defiant. "I'm ready,"
he said confidently. "I can shoot. And I'm ready for a war if we get one."
I kissed each of his cheeks. “I love you, Xavier Deyes. I love you more than I knew was possible. You are my grace. You are my redemption.
“But then, one day will come the sunrise. The darkness will end, and the sunlight will pour in. Sunrise, AK. Just imagine.” She smiled and nearly broke my fucking heart. “We can chase the sunrise together. We can be the sunrise . . . together.”
She’d hooked me in, I’d taken the bait, but unlike the other unlucky bastards, she was never leaving me . . . because I’d hooked her in too. For good
Think of your face like the sky. The freckles, the stars, only make the sight more worth looking at. Phebe”
”El arrepentimiento es una forma de dolor, AK. La gracia es una forma de alegría. Hemos derramado lágrimas por cada pecado que hemos sembrado. Ahora es el momento de sonreír. Sonríe y persigue la luz. Abraza las bendiciones que nos han dado. Juntos."
"I think we were meant to find each other, AK. I think we were meant to find each other, to leave hell together."
"We can chase the sunrise together. We can be the sunrise . . . together."
"The damned souls who together found grace."AK had a lot more depth than I was expecting. His story fucking broke me, even more than Phebe's if I'm being honest. Not because Phebe's isn't gut-wrenching, it is. But we've kinda come to expect so I'm almost a bit immune to it, if that makes sense?
To be fair to Prophet Prick, the fucker was clinical and kinda fucking professional.Sweet (these quotes are essentially the same, but I loved them both too much to pick):
"Think of your face like the sky. The freckles, the stars, only make the sight more worth looking at."
I couldn't imagine that fucking beautiful face without her freckles any more than I could imagine the night sky without the stars.Protective of Phebe (and this is mainly why I love this series, I love how crazy they get about their women):
I'd make him pay, strip his flesh and slice through his guts.And had some dirty talk (which still managed to be sweet):
"I wanna take you. Wanna take this pussy, this fucking bruised soul and this heart. You good with that?"
I was stalled in a state of purgatory, not knowing where I belonged. A fallen leaf caught in a strong wind.
I was not sure, but . . . but I hoped, and I prayed, that he actually liked me. For me. Not my body. But just . . . me. I did not understand how that could possibly be true, but I desperately wanted it to be.
I never thought I would ever understand the meaning of a kiss. How it could momentarily stop your heart from beating, or how such an innocent touch could make you feel so incredibly cherished.
What man would ever want a woman like that as his life’s love?But even with her heartbreak and sadness, I never felt like she pitied herself or was ashamed of her past. She did what she had to to survive, and while she was aware of what her past would mean for her relationships with men, she didn't apologize for it. And I loved what she called AK...
"A devil's man with angel eyes."The two of them were so sweet, which really helped balance out all the heaviness.
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