Monster In His Eyes by JM Darhower



Honestly as someone who has never read Darhower and went in blind on this read, I am really blown away by it. Sure great sexy, mysterious, dangerous leading man and a young girl ready for adventure trying to figure out her life is what you immediately get.

What I didn’t expect was the thought provoking conversations/lectures with professor Santos to really mean so much to the story as a whole. I am sure that for many that is the last thinking they are thinking about when discussing this book (cause he is kind of an ass) but I mean, come on, how could you not?

“Who are you?”  “What is happiness to you?”

For many it means completely different things.

When Naz asks Karissa “Don’t say it unless you mean it.” Are they really talking about the same things?

Okay I digress. Many will read it and take issue with the age difference or the build up to the final plot twist in the latter part of the book. Or the fact that Naz is a terrible man. We all know what he is and what he does. Or at least we think we do. As far as the age difference between these two, it really did fade away for me. The sex did get a bit rough, but it really wasn’t as much BDSM as more of a dominance preference really.

I know this isn’t my usual style of review but for some unknown reason it has left me thinking more about the plank in the water than the love connection. I dunno guys. I think the best books leave you wanting more and wanting to have a discussion. That is exactly what this has done for me.


5 Stars
T~

P.S.Monster In His Eyes is a bit of a cliffy so be warned.



Ignazio Vitale is not a good man.

I suspect it, the first time I see him, sense the air of danger that surrounds the man. He has a way of commanding attention, of taking control, of knowing what I'm thinking before I even do.

It's alarming and alluring. It's dark and deadly. It's everything I've ever wanted but the last thing I truly need. Obsession.

It doesn't take him long to draw me into his web, charming me into his bed and trapping me in his life, a life I know nothing about until it's too late. He has secrets, secrets I can't fathom, secrets that make it so I can't walk away, no matter how much I beg him to let me go. I see it sometimes in his eyes, a darkness that's both terrifying and thrilling. He's a monster, wrapped up in a pretty package, and what I find when I unmask him changes everything.

I want to hate him.

Sometimes, I do.

But it doesn't stop me from loving him, too

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