ONLY BOUNDLESS LOVE CAN SILENCE THE WHISPERS OF THE PAST . . .
A broken woman.
A damaged man.
A free spirit intent on saving them both.
Elysia ‘Sia’ Willis lives a solitary life. The only person in it is her big brother, Ky, vice-president of the infamous Hades Hangmen. She loves him, but she has absolutely no love for the outlaw MC he belongs to.
Raised in secret by her mother, Sia grew up separated from her brother and distant father. No one knew she even existed.
After the tragic murder of her mother, Sia spiraled into a rebellion against the rules of the Hangmen. A rebellion with dire consequences that now, years later, she still can’t escape.
As she lives once again in secret, happy on her own at her secluded ranch, a devil from her past comes calling. A devil who wants to possess her once again and take her from the simple life she never wants to lose.
And he will stop at nothing to collect what he believes is his: her.
Valan ‘Hush’ Durand and Aubin ‘Cowboy’ Breaux have finally found a home in the mother chapter of the Hangmen. The notoriously private Cajun twosome have, for now, put aside what chased them from their beloved Louisiana. But as threats toward the club build, Hush and Cowboy are given a task—protect Elysia Willis at all costs. Cowboy welcomes the job of watching over the blond-haired, blue-eyed beauty.
Hush fights against it.
Scarred by events from his past and a secret that plagues his everyday life, Hush refuses to let anyone else get close. Only Cowboy knows the real him. Until a certain sister of the club’s VP begins to slowly knock down his defenses, shattering the heavily built walls that guard his damaged soul . . . with his best friend leading the charge.
As lost and open hearts begin to meld, taking each other from indescribable pain to the never-before felt relief of peace, the newly-mended threesome must first endure one more rocky path.
Only then will they finally shake free of the shackles of their pasts.
Only then will they shed the bonds that have for too long held their happiness captive.
And there is only one way to survive that path . . . together.
Dark Contemporary MFM Romance. Contains scenes of violence and explicit sexual situations. Over 18’s only.
Review
I fucking love this series! Tillie Cole has come up with the most diverse MC series i have ever read! Not one is the same. Not one fails to grab me. Not one ever disappoints!
We're up to book 6 in what i hope will be a very long series! This is Cowboy, Hush and Sia's story, and what a story it is.
Cowboy and Hush are nomad members of the Hangmen. Both very different in character, Cowboy is always relaxed and happy and generally fun. Hush is quiet and wary and always on guard. They shouldn't fit together so well but they do. Best friends for a very long time they are the only ones who know their past. Although they are part of the Hangmen they are also their own separate group away from the others.
Sia has been alone for quite a while. Her brother Ky is all she has in the world. She stays on her ranch and looks after her horses. She's found a degree of peace there and is very reluctant to ever leave. From hints dropped in previous books we know she's hiding away a dark secret that is keeping her alone.
Sia's past has now come back to haunt her. She's forced by Ky and Styx into moving into the Hangmen compound. She hates it she longs for the open fields of her ranch. Deciding she wants to go home she won't take no for an answer. Ky see's she needs to go home but won't let her go alone so he sends Hush and Cowboy.
Hush knows it's a bad idea to get close to Sia. Since the wedding where Cowboy Sia and he spent some time together he knows she's dangerous to him. He could easily see him and Cowboy with her but he knows it would never work. They would never be accepted so why bother to get close only to be broken once again. He;s determined to shut her out. He's cold and distant and refuses to let her in. Cowboy is the opposite. He can see them all together. Happy and no longer alone. Any of them. He want's it bad and is determined to convince Hush it can work if he'll just give it a chance. Sia is happy Hush and Cowboy are the ones sent to protect her. She felt a connection with them both at Ky's wedding and is comfortable with them. Cowboy slowly starts to earn her trust and she starts to open up to him. but she wants to be the same with Hush but he refuses. She starts thinking more and more about the three of them but she can't get past Hush's wall.
Sia's past threatens them all. Hush's past threatens to break him once and for all. Cowboy wants to heal them both. He want's them all together as he knows they could all finally find the peace and happiness they yearn for.
Allll the fuckin feels in this book! Seriously! I think there were about 10 times i was in tears and even more i was on the verge of them. My heart was run through the wringer so many times i never thought it would fill up again! Sia made a stupid mistake when she was young and has paid for it ever since but i love how fiesty she still is. How much fight she has. It amazed me how after all she went through she was willing to let first Cowboy in first with his Cajun charm and then trusting Hush even though he hadn't let her in she felt his heart.
Cowboy is just the best! He's got the lot! Charming, gorgeous, strong, caring, and sexy as fucking sin! Gah! I defy anyone not to fall for him! His relationship with his Hush is the ultimate bromance. He loves Hush and has since they became best friends years ago. He feels deep what Hush does. His guilt of his own past started it but their love keeps him at Hush's side always. It actually made me teary. Their relationship is so unique and wonderful it was lovely to read. Then he was supportive and strong for Sia. He's like the glue holding them together strong and unbreakable. I JUST FUCKING LOVE HIM!
Finally Hush... beautiful, broken, loving, lonely but strong. So bleeding strong but he had to break and i gotta be honest it broke me too. I cried so many tears for him. He never felt worthy and i just wanted to wrap him in my arms and love him. Thankfully Cowboy and Sia do a pretty good job of it so i could finally dry those tears and be happy for the sad broken man. I floved him so hard. His battles with his past and the threat to Sia crack him wide open but he fought it hard. He fought letting them in. But when he let himself just feel... Wow just freaking WOW! So amazing, so sexy he's become my fave Hangman. In fact both of them have, him and Cowboy.
All of them together were perfect in my eyes. I've seen people saying they didn't like MFM and wouldn't read this. Well i say to them you are seriously missing out. It isn't wrong. It isn't cheating. There isn't any jealousy. It's quite simply one of the most beautiful relationships you could ever wish to read. DO NOT MISS OUT!
The storyline was perfectly paced. From the opening line to the last i was gripped. It was a real rollercoaster of emotions i didn't want to get off. Lows and highs and everything in between. Tillie always finds a way to keep you on your toes and i never saw any of it coming. I didn't know what was going to happen from one minute to the next. You can't get a more perfect read than that. I'm also in awe at the way she handled the sensitive subject in the plot. It was perfect!
It was great catching up with all the other Hangmen, Ky especially. I loved his relationship with Sia. They're finally at a great place in their relationship and this makes me very happy! Vike as usual provided the laughs. He cracks me up! I can't wait till his story!!! There were also some new faces thrown into the mix! A very large and fun Brit named Barnaby Rudge!! I love that name! Then a very dark and troubled Crow. His story is going to be darkness of epic proportions! Bring it on!!!
5 bazillion gazillion trillion STARS and MOONS and SUNS!!
Read the whole series because its just EPIC!!
Reviewed by Kerry
I glanced over at Hush sitting beside me in the truck, staring out of the window. I tightened my grip on the wheel and shook my head. I’d known the fucker for years, and I still couldn’t believe how he refused to let anyone in but me. Since Ky had told us we were assigned to watch his baby sister, Hush had closed in on himself, as always. Fucking locked himself inside the head that was a damn fortress to breach. And I knew why, but the stubborn asshole was too proud to admit the truth.
I sighed, turning up the radio. But it took about two seconds for me to get bored. I was a loudmouth, I knew it, and the fucking deathly silence from my best friend was killing me. “You get the stuff I left out for you this morning?” I asked. I knew he had. I watched him pack it, just to be sure. I just wanted to fucking talk. Wanted my friend back to the way he was.
Hush’s shoulders tensed, but then he muttered, “Yeah.”
I sighed in defeat, laying my head back on the headrest. We were about five miles out from where Sia lived: a little ranch, in the middle of fucking nowhere. It reminded me of my childhood home. More rustic and less refined, but a ranch was a ranch.
“At least there’s a gas station close in case I need hard liquor during all this, hey, mon frère?”
Hush grunted, but he kept his head away from me. My fucking chest squeezed when I thought of his face this morning. My brother was dog tired. And I knew that shit wasn’t good for him. His face looked paler than normal, and his blue eyes were dull as fuck.
Set off a shit-ton of warning bells inside my head. He was thinking too much.
It was Sia.
All of this, the moping, the silence, was because of the beautiful bitch driving alone in the truck up ahead. Fuck, I could barely think of her without wanting to wrap my hand in her long hair and pull her to my fucking mouth. Tasting her tongue, her tits pressed up against my chest. I looked at Hush from the side of my eye and knew the brother did too. Since we’d met her at Ky’s wedding, I knew on the spot I liked the bitch. Her damn sassy mouth, the confidence that oozed from her every move.
Her ass wasn’t too bad either.
My lip flicked up in amusement as I thought back to yesterday and the VP’s little “talk” he had with me and Hush . . .
“Shut the fucking door behind you.” Ky stood at the front of church, arms folded. Styx stood on his right, his face like thunder too. Hush was tense as he trailed behind. He shut the door. I slumped down to my seat and threw my hands up behind my head. I made myself real fucking comfortable.
Hush pulled his chair out. I smirked at his ramrod back as he stared at Ky, waiting for our VP to speak.
I brought my lazy gaze back to Ky and had to fight back a grin at how his eyes narrowed on me. “VP,” I said. “You wanted to talk to us?”
“Damn fucking right I did.” Ky leaned his hands on the tabletop, palms flat. “Neither of you are gonna go near Sia except to protect her.” Ky got straight to the point. I felt Hush grow more tense. I didn’t lower my hands from my head. I’d known this was coming.
“You watch her ranch. Take shifts in looking out for any trouble. Not an hour goes by when one of you ain’t looking for that cunt, Garcia. Got it?”
“Got it,” I confirmed, just before Hush said, “Yeah.”
Ky’s eyes locked on me. “She is my fucking sister. Not one of you two assholes touches her in any way, got it?” He quickly sobered, and then said, “She’s been through enough shit at the hands of a man. I ain’t gonna tell you the fucking minute details, but she was fucking ruined by that bastard. Ain’t even had a date since. She’s better on her own.” The cocky smirk I was wearing fell away at that bit of intel. Ky leaned further forward until he was almost at my face. “I will fucking kill anyone who hurts her again. And that ain’t a threat.” His eyebrows drew together. “And it sure as shit ain’t gonna be any of my club brothers. Especially the two sweet-talking Cajuns that have slut pussy creaming over their fucking accents on the daily.”
“Okay, VP,” I said in my thickest Cajun French. Just to see if I could turn Ky’s red face up a few shades more. I saw the guy’s hands roll into fists, but before he could start throwing them my way, Hush put his hand on my arm to tell me to shut the fuck up.
“Ain’t gotta worry about that, mon frère,” he said. “We ain’t going after your sister. We get it. She’s off-limits.”
Ky glared at us. As did Styx. Before Ky left church, he pointed in my face. “You better be listening to your best friend out there, Cowboy. You don’t wanna face me again if I hear you’ve been sniffing around my sister.”
I laughed to myself as I thought of the VP’s veins throbbing in his neck, as if he could read my thoughts about his sister on my face. Hush turned around, his brows pulled down. It was a permanent damn feature these days. “Turn that frown upside down, mon frère,” I instructed and pushed my fingers against his lined forehead.
Hush batted my hand away. “What the fuck are you laughing at?”
“Ky. Yesterday. His fucking tirade. The gris-gris he tried to put on our asses.”
Hush shook his head, exasperated. “We got it good here at the club. Don’t go fucking it up for a piece of pussy.”
I choked on a laugh. “A piece of pussy?” I winked. “Think I’ll tell Sia you said that when we pull up. Sure she wants to hear it.” Hush’s nostrils flared, and his hand went to his thigh and squeezed. It was how he calmed himself down. How I did if I saw it happening before he realized he was losing his shit. Especially in public.
I quickly lost my smile, and I blew out a long breath. “That’s it though, hey Val? She ain’t just any pussy, is she?”
Hush turned to look out of the window again. “She is, Aub. That’s what you can’t seem to get through your fucking thick skull.” He shook his head. “You just won’t let it fucking drop. All the winks and raised eyebrows, the damn tapping of your motherfucking Stetson anytime she’s mentioned or speaks to us. I told you before, and I’ll tell you again: I ain’t interested. Just end your fucking games.” His shoulders tensed. “You want her that bad? Fuck her. You want my written permission or some shit?”
“Fuck you, Hush.” I was a pretty laid-back guy, but him speaking like that raised my forever-dormant rage from a one to a good solid three out of ten. “You want me flying solo on this one, mon frère? It can be arranged.” He sat there, seething. I just let him. Fucking prick was as stubborn as an ox. First thing I ever noticed about him at sixteen years old.
Tillie Cole hails from a small town in the North-East of England. She grew up on a farm with her English mother, Scottish father and older sister and a multitude of rescue animals. As soon as she could, Tillie left her rural roots for the bright lights of the big city.
After graduating from Newcastle University with a BA Hons in Religious Studies, Tillie followed her Professional Rugby player husband around the world for a decade, becoming a teacher in between and thoroughly enjoyed teaching High School students Social Studies before putting pen to paper, and finishing her first novel.
Tillie has now settled in Austin, Texas, where she is finally able to sit down and write, throwing herself into fantasy worlds and the fabulous minds of her characters.
Tillie is both an independent and traditionally published author, and writes many genres including: Contemporary Romance, Dark Romance, Young Adult and New Adult novels.
When she is not writing, Tillie enjoys nothing more than curling up on her couch watching movies, drinking far too much coffee, while convincing herself that she really doesn’t need that extra square of chocolate.
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