In Peace of Lies Havoc by Amo Jones
Midnight Mayhem, Book One
5 ACE OF SPADES CROWNS
Well, in true Amo fashion, I’m sitting her at the end of In Peace Lies Havoc just staring. I don’t want to pick up another book. I don’t want to do anything. I want to stare at my kindle and hope more chapters appear, because I’m so in love with not just Kingston and Dove’s story, but the whole Midnight World she created.
I am head over heals in love with Kingston and all the Brothers are just to die for. I love all Amo’s alpha heroes. And while I have my favorites, Kingston is one to rival them all. He is broody, and protective and dangerous, he will most certainly bring readers to their knees throughout the story, on multiple occasions. I couldn’t help but fall under his devious and dangerous charm.
Dove’s story is truly what makes her interesting. Her back story, the glimpses shown in the short flashbacks, reveals just enough to keep readers guessing about this new heroine. Dove does have all the standard characteristics we admire in a Amo Heroine, and I loved the extra component or the show and what it brought to her character.
This story, in true Amo fashion, is 100% a wild ride. I couldn’t put this book down, and just when I thought I had it figured out, Amo flipped the script and I was back to staring at my kindle dumbfounded. Dumb. Founded. It has all the twists and turns we love, and a new world that just ensnared me. I’m Already dying for more.
In Peace Lies Havoc is your next must read dark romance. The unique plot line, the alpha males, the feisty heroine, and whole Midnight Mayhem world has me already begging for more.
5 Little Bird CROWNS
Are you ready for a little Mayhem? Amos books should come with warning labels: Will cause you bouts of insomnia, hot flashes, wet panties and the need to be choked. This right here is Amo at her absolute best, reading this just solidifies why she is Queen of Mind Fuckery!! She has crafted a multi-layered tension filled ride full of all the twist and turns that you can handle and some you can’t, keeping your ass firmly planted on the edge of your seat.
My soul recognizes hers like an old friend, as if they’d been friends for lifetimes before ours.
I was thoroughly engrossed in the storyline from the second I started reading. I legitimately could not put it down until I was finished. This world that she has created is unlike anything I’ve EVER read. Kingston and Dove are All. The. Things. This couple is pure freaking fire, you can feel the tension between them pour off the pages and saturate your skin, pulling you in and making you want to be a part of Amos creation. Their connection is powerful, and all-consuming burning deep and strong, following them even in the shadows. I haven’t been this attached to a couple since Bishop and Madison!!!
I freeze at his proximity. The smell of lathered soap, honey, and ask quickly becoming a heady combination of sin.
I loved all the characters in this story. Each one brings their own intensity and influence to the book and is completely and utterly individualized. Which is one of the things I love most about Amo. Every character she introduces is so completely different than the last. It makes you love each and every one for a myriad of different reasons, so that you have no trouble falling for them ALL.
“Well, you remember that next time you have your tongue down the devil’s throat.” He chuckles. “All things sinister taste like honey.”
When Amo said she created a new world for us she was not joking, Amo swung for the damn fences with this one! This story is infused with all the tension and heart pumping angst that we’ve come to love from Amo. But this story brings so much more. The depth with which she writes makes you feel as if you’re right there with them, having the same experiences. That is how you know Amo is an exceptional writer, when you’re not just reading a story but experiencing one!! Once you read this you will become obsessed with the Midnight Mayhem family and impatiently waiting for the next EPIC ride that we know is coming.
My name is Dove Hendry.𝘔𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘒𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘯 𝘈𝘹𝘵𝘰𝘯.I was captured by darkness.
𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴…
They groomed me for Midnight Mayhem. Like a trained possession, weak against their control.
𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘴. 𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴𝘯’𝘵 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘪𝘵 𝘺𝘦𝘵…
But Midnight Mayhem was the stained glass that concealed a very dark culture.
𝘈 𝘤𝘶𝘭𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘧.
The Brothers of Kiznitch come in fours, and they’re not happy about me being hustled into their acts.
𝘖𝘳 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘦? 𝘊𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘧𝘶𝘭, 𝘓𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘉𝘪𝘳𝘥. 𝘈 𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘴 𝘢 𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘢 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘰𝘯…
But there’s something uglier that has been haunting me for years upon years. So ugly that I have never seen it’s face. I never had to. I’d hear his whispers through my internal screams, feel his shadow brush against my nightmares. He was my the monster that tormented me.
𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘢𝘺𝘣𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘥 𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘣𝘦𝘥…
When I started Midnight Mayhem, his presence faded.
His whispers were silenced.
His shadow dissolving without a trace.
I wondered why that was.
𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘯’𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘸𝘰𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨…
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He throws me onto my bed. “It means that I don’t fuck just anyone. I’m in control of myself. Are you?” he asks, his head tilting to the side.
“What? Of course I am. And what about Val?” I couldn’t stop the words from spewing out of my mouth.
He chuckles, his hands coming to my ankles to drag me down the bed until I’m half hanging off. Both his fists sink into either side of my head. He presses himself against me. “Why do you care about Val and me?”
“There’s a you and Val?” I tilt my head.
“Fuck no,” he answers. “She’s the least of your worries.”
“Oh, that’s reassuring, King. Please do go on.”
His eyes narrow, his head shaking. “You’re insane.”
I shrug, coming up to my elbows. “Maybe.” I wrap my legs around his waist and push him down on top of me. “But you’re the exact same.”
His lips crash onto mine, and he’s tearing my clothes off again.
“Wait!” I push on his chest.
He growls. Straight up growls like I’ve interrupted his feast. “What?”
“You came in here for something. What was it?”
“To tell you that we’re here.” He shrugs, before he’s biting down on my skin again, and I’m moaning his name.
He stands from the bed, removing his shirt and his jeans, pushing them down to his feet. His cock is heavy in his hand as he pumps it softly. “I need those lips around my cock, Little Bird, and I need them on there now.”
© Amo Jones, In Peace Lies Havoc
About Amo Jones
Amo Jones is a small country girl totally winging this author thing (she’s probably doing it all wrong). She likes cake, loves wine, and her religion is magic. She’s a profound work-a-holic, but when she’s not writing, you can find her chilling with her kids & partner at the nearest beach, with a cocktail in her hand.
New Zealand is not a state of Australia and rugby is the best sport ever played.
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