by Karina Halle
Genre: Contemporary/Romantic Suspense/New Adult
The Faster They Live, the Harder They Fall . . .
Raised by con artists, Ellie Watt has a lot of crazy childhood memories-but none crazier than being scarred with acid by the demented crime boss Travis Raines. Now Ellie is a full-grown woman who lives for
revenge, and Travis is a full-blown drug lord who kills for pleasure. The sadistic bastard has kidnapped her good friend Gus as well as her mother, whom he's been holding as prized possessions in his heavily guarded lair. And Ellie has only one chance in hell
of getting them out alive-using two dangerous men who love her to death . . .
One is Camden McQueen, a talented tattoo artist who's made a permanent mark on Ellie's heart. The other is Javier Bernal, her fiery ex-lover who's busted more than a few heads in his time. From the crime-ridden streets of Mexico City to the predatory jungles
of Honduras, this unlikely trio forms an uneasy alliance in the deadliest game of all-a gun-blazing battle to the finish that will pit enemy against enemy and lover against lover. And Ellie must choose the right man to trust . . . or die.
5 Perfect Ending Stars Stars
“On one side of me was Camden McQueen, on the other Javier Bernal. One more light than dark, one more dark than light. Both men had come for me. Both men had loved me. And both of them I had seriously underestimated.”
If I could I would rate this 5+ stars… this book is the perfect ending of an amazing, epic, and one-in-a-kind book series. I highlighted on every page just to hold on to this awesomeness. I can’t even describe how sad I am having to say goodbye to my dear Ellie, loveable Camden, and favorite psychopath Javier – I’ll truly miss them. Bold Tricks was entertaining, gritty, steamy, heart wrenching, heart stopping, and simply perfect. If I could fall more in love with Karina’s writing then I’d have after reading Bolt Tricks. She developed the story’s ending in such great way that you can only love it. Her writing had spice and she didn’t disappoint in keeping me on edge throughout the book. Her writing is sharp, edgy, addictive – she hooks you with having no attention to let you go.
Did I hate Javier while reading Bold Tricks? Oh yes, I certainly did hate him on many occasions but I also felt utterly sorry for him. I want to believe –despite finishing BT- that deep down he cared and truly loved Ellie all along. Yeah he has weird way of showing it –in a psycho way, to be clear- but he was still loveable in BT. He was still the master of manipulation and played his mind-tricks pretty well. He was the drug lord we came to know and love, and his hunger for power never lessened throughout the book. Many things made me gasp in shock, ‘cause after all, you never mess with Javier; he will come for you… and oh boy he did. I was literally yelling at my kindle cause in the last 30percent Karina put some serious stuff in it. My heart was feeling like on an effing roller-coaster: one minute I was all happy, sitting on my cloud nine, then BAM in the next minute it felt like someone ripped my heart out and put in on a platter. Brilliant, but my poor heart… nevertheless, I will miss Javier and his special way of showing Ellie, his Angel, how much he loved her.
You want to know my feelings toward Camden now? No words, really none that could describe my deep adoration toward him. He’s effing perfect!! He’s hot, caring, kinky, all man, and just yummy. Who wouldn’t want him *hehe* He was my hero in BT and I adored his determination. He never stopped trying or thinking about giving up –he fought until the bitter end. He knew what he wanted and he didn’t give up until he had it. Of course my lil heart hurt for him when reading about his pain; the memories which haunted him after seeing Ellie get a bit too cozy with Javier on the balcony. But, he was so strong in BT and tried to focus on the here and now. All he had left was the now, the past didn’t exist and he knew he had to move on. Geez, he was awesome…so awesome that I envy Ellie.
My dear Ellie, the strongest female character ever… again she got fooled by the man she ones loved and trusted… again she hurt by the man that always had her back, never gave up on her, and always loved her…. again she tried to see the good in him until she saw right through him…until she saw what she should have seen all along… finally she saw the things Camden always saw in her and finally accepted them.
She suffered in BT; both mentally as physically and it made me sad to feel her disappointment throughout so many situations. She lost so many people in BT that I asked myself how can she still be so strong and move on? Love was and is the answer… Ellie loves and she does everything for the people she loves. I loved reading the book in her pov –feeling her happiness, confusion, as well as sorrow. She had it tough, sitting between two men that would and did kill for her wasn’t easy…but eventually she made her choice, a choice she knew would bring her joy in life. Joy she finally deserved!
In BT a lot of sad things happened, you read how some ugly truths come out but also read about many blissful, life-changing events. It holds some surprises and makes you hold your breath. It never gets boring and it keeps you on edge most of the same… I can’t say that I disliked anything; furthermore, I was the happiest person when I finished. The epilogue is just aaww and EPIC. I would have loved and given an arm or leg to switch position with Ellie at the end… that’s all I’m saying to the HEA ;)
Really if you haven’t started this series you truly miss out on one of the best books/series ever!
Some of my favorite quotes:
“That’s what I hated most about Javier, that there was always a kernel of truth to his words, a truth that made you fall for the lies.”
“You know what you mean to me, angel. You know the length that I’ll go to, all to make sure you get justice.”
“The us that was is gone. This is the new us.”
“He was a loose cannon, a wild card, and it was the moment I underestimated him that he’d totally pull the rug out from under us.”
“I’m nearsighted. … But at least I can see you clearly. The things up close. The things that matter.”
“I know now what I didn’t know then, that for some people love is never enough.”
Ugh. Sharing a room with Javier would be a nightmare at this point, but Camden did have a point. I didn’t trust Javier and knew he was capable of screwing us over at the first opportunity. Staying in separate bedrooms this early in the game would be the perfect opportunity for him to up and leave us. Javier’s alliance only extended to his sister, not to Gus, and the fact that he was even agreeing to help us at all said a lot. Unfortunately, I didn’t know exactly it said.
“I’m staying with you,” I quickly said to Javier. I didn’t bother putting on an act, smiling or acting coy. He’d see straight through me anyway. He always did.
He raised his brow. “Is that right, angel? And to what do I owe your angelic company?”
“Because you’re both the same,” Camden filled in. He stepped forward and quickly swiped a key out of Javier’s hand. “You’re meant for each other.” He took off for his room, his back straight and proud. My heart both lurched and ached at his words, how badly he was brushing me off, how I’ll he thought of me.
Javier was surprised and loving it. He turned to me, mouth slightly agape. “Wow. Something tells me he was trying to be insulting.”
I couldn’t even fake a smile. “Which one is our room?” I asked, feeling sick as the words came out.
He grinned at me, all snake, no conscience. “Whichever one I choose, angel. Have you got all your belongings?”
Normally I would have brought out everything from the trunk, but there were an awful lot of lives in there, an awful lot of stuff. With me keeping an eye on Javier all night, it was probably safe.
I shook my head. “It’s fine.”
He smiled again, especially as Camden shut the door to room number one.
“Let’s take ?” Javier asked. “More privacy.” He grabbed my hand and led me toward it, though there was nothing gentle or warm in his touch. Just like that, those days were over. I was back to dealing with the spurned Javier, the hunter and the sadist.
He opened the door and flicked on the lights. A few cockroaches skittered underneath the bed, and moths darted to the threadbare light fixture hanging from the ceiling. The room was as run-down as I’d ever seen, and for one twisted second I was glad I wasn’t sleeping there alone. In the next second, though, I was reminded that the company of insects was preferable to his.
He closed the door behind us and put his hand at my neck, holding me there, and leaned into my ear. “Do you want top or bottom?”
I stiffened for a moment then rammed my elbow back into his gut. “Fuck you.”
He let go of me and coughed loudly, still trying to smile. “You should be glad I’m giving you the option, angel.”
“You’re a sick pig.”
He straightened up and shrugged. “It’s what you liked until about, oh, twelve hours ago. Tell me, angel, what is it about that boy that makes you forget who you really are? Is it the tattoos, because you know I have those.” He quickly shed his linen shirt and stood bare-chested before me, the tattoo of his mother’s name on his inner arm. He turned around slowly, making sure I saw the large cross going down his spine. “Or is it those horrible glasses of his? You know, I can look like a fucking idiot if I really wanted to.”
I narrowed my eyes, keeping far away from him like wary prey. “He sees the good in me.”
He laughed. “The good. Of course. The good. So, is that why you’re spending the night with me? Because I looked into that boy’s eyes tonight and there was no good in there left for you.”
My gaze locked with his, a war without further words. His eyes shone yellow-green in the light, looking more inhuman by the moment. Deep in his insanity, he was making some sense. That’s what I hated most about Javier, that there was always a kernel of truth to his words, a truth that made you fall for the lies.
I sucked back my breath and nodded at the sagging bed. “You better get a good night’s sleep.” Then I grabbed one of the pillows and the top sheet and brought it over to the thin Mexican rug that ran along the foot of it.
“You’re serious?” he asked as I started making my bed on the floor.
“Good night,” I told him, lying down on top of the sheet. I didn’t trust the cleanliness of the floor and it was too hot to have a sheet on top of me anyway. I rolled over so I was facing away from him. He was still standing near the bed.
“Come now,” Javier said. “Sharing a bed with me isn’t that bad. You’ve been doing it for the last week. Is the inevitable sex too distracting?”
I ground my teeth together but didn’t say a word.
Suddenly he dropped to the ground on top of me, flipping me over so I was on my back, pinning both of my arms to the ground, his face just inches from mine. Wild strands of his hair partially obscured his feverish eyes.
“I’ll scream,” I said hoarsely, fear pulsing through my veins.
He grinned. “You know I love that.”