The premise of this story could be exciting, sensual, maybe intriguing. I had a problem with the fact that the heroine, Brooke, started out as a well-off (or so the family pretended amid financial issues), spoiled, and hardly properly loved by her parents for a sixteen-year-old.
Granted, Brooke met Stone when he came to her sweet sixteen birthday party to kill one of the adult attendees. The murdered man may have well deserved the beating, but I think the authors could have been made Brooke eighteen more appropriately.
Yeah, yeah, the actual intercourse, or manhood throbbing in the sweet spot between her legs didn’t happen until she turned eighteen, but they shared other well thought out sexual contact previous to this celebration.
In order to read this and find out “if” or “how” Brooke fell for the man on the other side of the railroad tracks, I pretended she was older. The story made sense, then.
Brooke had everything material growing up, and Stone had nothing. Stone’s story is sad and horrific, which led him to revenge. Neither ever felt true love and together they find the missing link.