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Whispers In The Dark
Author: LeTeisha Newton
Release Date: March 16th
Genre: Dark Romance
Blurb
I was captured...That’s just the beginning of my tale. I’ve survived Purgatory, abuse, and near death. In that abandoned farmhouse I nearly lost everything, but Jacob saved me. We were trapped in this hell together, giving each other the strength to hold on. I fell into darkness with my captor’s son.Until I left him behind.She was perfect, my Alana. Brilliant and full of pain. She understood my darkness and fueled the fire. When she left, I waited patiently to find her, and in her honor, I killed men who took away from innocents. Then I found her...She’s deadly now, a killer too, and perfectly mine. It was beautiful to behold, but she belongs in a cage. My cage. She’ll love me again, or I’ll expose her dirty secrets for the world to see while going down in flames with her. In darkness, it’s most definitely till death do us part.
Warning: This book is full of triggers. It’s wicked dark, with created evil falling in love. People die. They are hurt horribly. The bad guys get away, and there is no apology for it. Hardcore trigger within these pages.
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Review
Five twisted stars! This book is a darkish masterpiece!
“Your madness is exquisite. Your darkness is gorgeous”
For darkness sake! LeTeisha Newton has delivered a twisted AF book. Whispers in the Dark is darkish perfection. This book twisted my insides in a sinful way. I can't imagine a greater pleasure for a Dark Romance Lover than reading a book like this. It has all the elements that made it unique.
LeTeisha’s writing is poetically dark, addictive and too tempting. She is an amazing and talented lady who has won my dark software spot. She is one of the best at writing Dark Romance. If you are a fan, like me, of that genre you should not miss this book. Whispers in the Dark is a brutal, raw and twisted piece of heaven. I love everything about this book and it makes me wonder who is more twisted; the author for writing it or me for reading it.
This book is not for sensitive souls who like pink and dreamy romances. Here the Monster took and corrupted a young girl and his own son. His darkness ate their good, it craved their pain. No one helped them. Alana and Jacob were bonded with darkness and pain.
“She was magnificent, amazing. Beautiful. An avenging angel”
There isn't a knight in shining armour that saved the damsel. Here the heroine is going to be hurt and tarnished. Her soul will be broken but not her spirit. She will be reborn from the ashes like a phoenix. Her saviour is going to be the Monster's son. The girl who had a life and dreamed will die and an avenging angel will replace her. Killing will be a twisted game she will enjoy but still she is not free from the darkness that is eating her soul. Only Jacob could set her free.
Jacob is a broken Prince. He has never known what love is. He only knew pain an abuse which was inflicted by his Father's dirty hands. He endured the worst any child could support. Darkness hasn't consumed his soul. Alana will enlighten his life. The Toy his father broke. The girl who meant to be his.
“I was a fucking monster, but Alana was the darkness from which I was born.”
After so much torture the victim becomes the victimizer. Sadism, rape, dead, blood, pain and murders all mixed in a twisted game between the characters. A game that will condemn them and will save them at the same time.
Alana and Jacob are twisted soul mates bounded by darkness and misery. Jacob is going to set Alana free. He will make her crave him. He will punish her until she embraces her twisted love. They remind me the Joker and Harley Quinn.
“Can you feel it, Alana? Your soul calls to me like a whisper in the dark. We were made for it. We were made for each other.”
The plot is refreshingly different and intense. I couldn't put the book down. I spend an exceptional time. The pace is fast and the characters are complex and damaged. Their story is about pain and killing. How much pain a human being could endure until he/she lose his/her soul? People react differently and not all are strong as Alana and Jacob. Let them tell you their story. Let them show you how to embrace darkness in order to survive the worst.
I highly recommend you this book. If you have a soft spot for Dark Romance, this book is perfect for you. This is a twisted and all-consuming read that will tempt you like nothing else.
“Whispers in the dark. A game played with my victims, their confessions spilling off the tip of their tongue like ink dripping from a pen.”
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Excerpt
Leaving me to my misery, Master and the doctor left the room to speak in harsh whispers in the hallway. Curling myself into a ball, I kept crying harder and harder until I was gasping for breath. Master threw a glare my way before leading the doctor far away from my room.
The pain, the loss, shot through me like I was taking a bullet to the heart. How could I have done this? How could I put my precious little one through something this awful? I was as bad as Master. I was a monster like him. Crying harder at my thoughts, my eyes caught on the doorway in time to see someone peeking in. My body relaxed in one great whoosh. Jacob was here. He slipped into the room and crept into the bed with me. Ignoring the blood and filth on the towels, for the first time, Jacob took me into his arms. I curled into his chest, inhaling his clean, crisp scent through the tears.
“I’m sorry, Alana. I couldn’t get here sooner, and I can’t stay here long. He’ll come back soon.”
It didn’t matter. He was here now, and I clung to him, curling my fingers into his shirt and holding on desperately. In his arms, the pain dulled, and I could handle it. I could cry into his chest and be held. I could be fragile, and he’d catch the broken pieces. His lips trailed up the side of my neck, soft kisses that pushed away the agony and warmed me.
“You can do it. You’re strong enough. Hold on a little longer,” he whispered into my skin. I believed it because he did too.
So I lifted my face so his lips could touch mine.
Soft and warm, his mouth was different. He slipped over the scars of my abuse and filled in the cervices left behind. Maybe it was the medicine making me fanciful, but I thought I could ask for this. That maybe I would ask him to take me. That I’d like to have him. But then, he was pulling away.
“I have to go. I’ll be with you later. Look for me.”
And as fast as he’d come, he was gone, but the pain was behind a wall, one he’d built high. He gave me strength, and I would use it to survive. I’d done the right thing, as horrible as it was, and I knew he didn’t judge me for it. We’d done this together, and it made the load easier to bear. Master stomped his way back into the room, face scarlet and chest heaving like a locomotive. I wanted to cringe at his bald fists, but I couldn’t move. I was too tired, or too resigned maybe, to care.
About the Author
Writing professionally since 2008, LeTeisha Newton’s love of romance novels began long before it should have. After spending years sneaking reads from her grandmother’s stash, she finally decided to pen her own tales. As many will do during their youth, she bounced from fantasy, urban literature, mainstream, interracial, paranormal, heterosexual, and LGBT works until she finally rested in contemporary romance.
LeTeisha is all about deep angst and angry heroes who take a bit more loving to smooth their rough edges. Love comes in many sizes, shapes, and colors, as well as with—or without—absolute beauty and fairy tale sweetness. She writes the darker tales because life is hard … but love is harder.
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