Cursed, numb, rejected, scorned, wicked, sinister, dark, twisted…my name is Tex Campisi and this is my legacy. I killed my father in cold blood and lost my soul right along with him.
I crave war more than peace, and I’m about to take my place in history as the youngest Capo dei Capi in the Cosa Nostra…that is until someone stops me, saves me from myself.
But the only person able to do that…is my best friends sister, Mo Abandanato, and she just ripped my heart out and asked me to hold it in my hands while she put bullets through it.
I’m cursed so I did it.
I’m numb so I held it.
I’m wicked so I liked it.
I used the pain Mo caused as a catalyst to turn into my biggest nightmare–the five families greatest enemy. It’s my turn to take a stand, knowing full well I’m going to lose my mind to the madness that is the American Mafia. I’ve always been told Blood is thicker than life. I wish I would have listened. Because regardless of who you love? You will betray. You will kill.
Blood Always Wins.
The only way out is death…yours.
Welcome to the Dark Side of the Family
“What?” I asked wincing as the pain was starting to travel up my leg.
“Not here.” She sighed. “We need to go to your room I need you to lie down.”
Chase chuckled. “If I had a dollar—”
“What?” Mil gave him an I–will-kill-you expression. “Really, I’m dying to know.”
“Then…” Chase looked at me helplessly. “I’d only have a dollar?”
“Shit,” he mumbled under his breath.
“Come on.” Mil stood. “We’ll help you guys take Tex to his room.”
“I’m fine.” I grumbled standing again only to fall back in my chair.
“Aw, he’s like a baby giraffe.” Chase clapped. “All wobbly like.”
“Can I at least be a baby tiger?” I pleaded. “My pride and all that.”
“Baby tigers are so cute.” Mil grinned.
“Just kidding. I want to be a baby tarantula.”
“Too late.” Mil sighed happily. “Baby tiger it is.”
Mo hid a smile behind her hand before grabbing the kit. Chase moved to the side of the chair and helped me to my feet. “Try not to like my touch too much, man. Remember I’m married.”
“I’ll try to keep my penis at bay.” I said dryly.
“That’s really all I ask.” Chase grunted as he helped me walk down the hall. “Well that and keeping it in your pants.”
“I can’t even walk, I won’t rape you, dude.”
“One can never be too cautious,” Chase sang.
Once we were in my room, Chase dropped me onto the bed. It squeaked under my weight.
Everyone says the toughest reviews to write are the books you love the most. It should come as no surprise that writing this review has been absolute torture! I started this series last year and have been immersed from the first book. I am not certain how Rachel does it, but each book in this series just gets better. This one is NO exception. It is explosive from the first page until the last. I devoured it one sitting; there was no way to stop once I started. Tex has always been shrouded in mystery. I could not wait to learn all his secrets, deep inside he is complex and dark. Would he ever truly reveal himself to Mo? Would she ever truly save him?
I’d always been a sucker for wounded animals…so it made sense I’d fall for a guy like Tex, one who’ll never fit in, one who never saw the sheer beauty of the man that we was.
The main narrators are Mo and Tex but there are chapters told from other POVs, as well. I love this about Eagle Elite. There are so many components and characters but you never feel left out or missing any of the story. Rachel gives you glimpses into all the key players. There is also humor mixed in with the angst and emotional scenes; it is the perfect balance.
“Ladies. Tuck those ovaries back into your pants and grow some balls–nobody’s punching anyone.”
There are new revelations that I never saw coming. Each chapter seems to have a new twist or turn. Rachel definitely keeps her readers on their toes. Thankfully, there is no insane cliffhanger. However, I will be waiting impatiently for this next book in this series!
I HIGHLY RECOMMEND this series to any NA fan! It has everything you could imagine and more. ~ Rebecca
Rachel Van Dyken is the New York Times, Wall Street Journal, and USA Today Bestselling author of regency and contemporary romances. When she’s not writing you can find her drinking coffee at Starbucks and plotting her next book while watching The Bachelor. She keeps her home in Idaho with her Husband and their snoring Boxer, Sir Winston Churchill. She loves to hear from readers! You can follow her writing journey at www.rachelvandykenauthor.com