Tess is Q’s completely. Q is Tess’s irrevocably. But now, they must learn the boundaries of their unconventional relationship, while Tess seeks vengeance on the men who sold her. Q made a blood-oath to deliver their corpses at Tess’s feet, and that’s just what he’ll do.
He may be a monster, but he’s Tess’s monster.
This is a story of eroticism, horror, and sweet tragedy. It contains graphic scenes, but there’s always light in the darkness.
The first book in this series, Tears of Tess, was way out of my wheelhouse. I'm not used to reading such graphic sex laced with so much horror and fear. It had a few twists and turns and ended pretty well. Tess was determined to have her revenge on her kidnappers and Q was also determined to lay them at her feet.
So, I expected to see that happen in this installment; just not in how it happened. The first part of the book is just full of sex but then the action starts to take over. For some inane reason, Tess and Q forgot to have the tracker removed from Tess, so the bad guys find them first. This little twist really set the tone for the rest of the story. Tess does some really bad things as well as takes on some horrific things. Not to mention that Q just goes crazy when Tess is taken.
There is a lot of feelings in this installment, from light to dark, somewhat extreme in cases. I'm not going into details because I don't want to spoil it for you but if you haven't read Pepper Winters, and you love reading good character studies, how to become a shell of a person then a sadist, you should read this series. You can also really tell that Q and Tess love one another in their actions and that plays across wonderfully. Pepper Winters is very gifted in her writing and I'm looking forward to reading more of Tess and Q. Take a ride on the twisty side and pick up Tears of Tess before you read Quintessentially Q. The monsters lurk everywhere.
*I received a copy of this book in exchange for an honest review. Wendy
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