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

βMolly takes her writing game to a whole different levelβone that most authors rarely see.β β #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. Iβve trained for this. I know what to say, what to do, and how to act. Iβve perfected the lethal calm required for this life.
Now itβs 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 donβt care. Iβll take every day with her until that death comes, and Iβll 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 heβs finally found the only person who can make it all go away.
Weβre a battle of the brightest day and the darkest nightβand I want to lie in the wake of our war.
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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.
βI 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 Iβm here with you all the same.β
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 didnβt realize what sheβd just said . . .
As much as I wanted what she was saying to be true, it wasnβt, and it never would be. It couldnβt.
βYou donβt,β I said thickly, forcing the words out through the tightness in my throat.
Confusion covered her face and her brows drew together. βI donβt what?β
βYou donβt love me.β
I felt the shock that went through her body, but she didnβt try to pull away from me. Instead, she gripped my shirt in her hands like she was pleading with me in her touch alone.
βLucas . . .β
My eyes slid shut, and I released a slow, weighted breath. βYou donβt, Briar.β
βI know you think you donβt 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.β
I ground my jaw and finally looked at her again. Instead of disagreeing with her, I said, βYou canβt love me, because you donβt know me.β
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 didnβt know how to let go of. Couldnβt let go of.
βYes, I do,β she choked out. βIβve seen it, Iβve felt it, Iβve experienced your darkness and your monsters, and Iβm still here. Havenβt I proven myself yet? Havenβt I proven I am not going anywhere? That you canβt make me run?β Her gripping hands flattened and moved up to curve around my neck. βI knew to fall in love with you I had to fall in love with the devil, too. I am not as naΓ―ve as you think I am.β
βBut you have no idea exactly how heartless your devil is,β I said darkly.
βThen let me seeββ
βI wonβt let you into that part of my world,β I said on a growl. Just the thought of her being in a situation to see me like thatβto see that part of my worldβchilled me in a way that made me feel sick. βAll of this will change the minute you see it. Trust me when I say youβll never be able to look at me the same, and I wonβt be able to live with myself if that day ever comes.β
βYou canβt know that,β she argued, her words still sounding like a plea.
βThink of your worst memories with me, Blackbird,β I ordered gently. βThink 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.β
I waited for it to sink in, and after a few moments, it did. And there was that look in her eyes Iβd come to dread and hateβfear and uncertainty. But I could still see her love for me.
Unfailing and undeserving.
βDidnβt you hear me the first time?β she finally asked as tears filled her eyes. βThe darkest part of your soul terrifies me, but, Lucas, Iβm not going anywhere.β

Lita T’s Review: 5 STARS
Blackbird (Redemption, #1) By Molly McAdams This is my first time reading this author. I was not disappointed by this story. Lucas lives a life that has groomed him to be a very bad man. It is time for him to buy his first girl. You see in the world in which he lives buying woman is the norm. Briar was taken by accident and is now throw into the world of human trafficking. She has been taken from a dream life. A life she thought she would have her forever with her fiancΓ©e. Now she is the First for Lucas. Their story is like no other. Lucas aka the Devil as Briar likes to call him has taken away a lot from her and she is trying to deal with her new life the best way she knows how. But how do you accept a life as one of many woman living to serve one guy when you are developing feeling for him. I could not get enough of this story. I look forward to reading the next installment in the Redemption Series. I voluntarily read an Advanced Reader Copy and I give this story 5 stars.
Molly grew up in California but now lives in the oh-so-amazing state of Texas with her husband, daughter, and fur babies. When sheβs not diving into the world of her characters, some of her hobbies include hiking, snowboarding, traveling, and long walks on the beach β¦ 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 β¦ or under one in a bathtub if there are tornados. That way she can pretend they arenβt really happening.
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