And ours?
Isn't pretty...
Then again,
what's pretty about the mafia?
Trace Rooks,
that’s what.
But she only
wants one of us, and I'll kill him before I let him have her.
The only
problem?
We're
cousins.
And she may
just be our long lost enemy.
Whoever said
college was hard, clearly didn't attend Eagle Elite University.
Welcome to
hell also known as the Mafia where blood is thicker than life, and to keep
yours? Well, keep your friends close, and your enemies?
Even
closer...
Doors slammed down the hall,
blanketing us once again in silence. Damn it, Mo was smarter than I gave her
credit for. When I’d asked her to put Trace on her floor, I ’hadn’t meant in her
room, in my sister’s room.
Shit. She was going to pay for that.
Trace’s lower lip trembled as her eyes closed. She shook as multiple doors slammed down the hall, and with each tremble of her body — I wanted. With each twitch of her lips — I was tempted.
Finally, the slamming stopped. I walked behind Trace and closed the door. She didn’t budge.
I couldn’t take it any longer. I had to be closer. My sanity was at stake. I swallowed and walked up behind her, my lips grazing the velvety softness of her ear. “You don’t like rules, do you, New Girl?”
She shivered in response to my voice.
I almost touched her then.
Almost threw the entire act way.
Almost threw it all away.
But it would have been selfish of me to satisfy my own damn curiosity and needs, when she had no idea what was at stake, what she was risking by being at Elite.
Shit. She was going to pay for that.
Trace’s lower lip trembled as her eyes closed. She shook as multiple doors slammed down the hall, and with each tremble of her body — I wanted. With each twitch of her lips — I was tempted.
Finally, the slamming stopped. I walked behind Trace and closed the door. She didn’t budge.
I couldn’t take it any longer. I had to be closer. My sanity was at stake. I swallowed and walked up behind her, my lips grazing the velvety softness of her ear. “You don’t like rules, do you, New Girl?”
She shivered in response to my voice.
I almost touched her then.
Almost threw the entire act way.
Almost threw it all away.
But it would have been selfish of me to satisfy my own damn curiosity and needs, when she had no idea what was at stake, what she was risking by being at Elite.
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**Note: Reading Elite
(Eagle Elite #1 is highly recommended to fully understand this story. Plus,
Nixon, Chase, and Tex are extremely hot and you’ll get more of them that way**
If you’ve been following my reviews, you’ve
probably noticed that I have an unhealthy obsession with Rachel Van Dyken’s
books. In particular—the Eagle Elite series.
They’re my preferred addiction and one that I don’t plan on giving up any time
soon. I’m too obsessed with Nixon, Chase, Tex, and the rest of the mafia world
that RVD has so intricately and ingeniously created.
“I wanted to claim her, possess her, make
her scream—not with fear, but with utter ecstasy. I had no idea who she was,
but she made me want. And that was the problem.
For the first time in years. I wanted. I
wasn’t allowed to want. I had to die to myself.
Because in the grand scheme of things? It
wasn’t about me. It was about blood, family, protection. Blood in, blood out.”
For some reason, I thought that Enforce was just a little novella of
Nixon and Chase’s POVs from Elect.
But, I was so so wrong. I’m happy to report that Enforce is a full length novella. It still needs to be read after Elect, as this just fills in the gaps as
to what in the world Nixon and Chase were up to while Trace was reeling from
being thrust into this strange new world of boys, school, and the mafia. Oh,
and another surprise for me? It wasn’t just Nixon and Chase’s POVs. We also got
some Tex and Phoenix. The Phoenix POVs were especially interesting because the
next book in the Eagle Elite series
is about him.
“He was addicted, just like me. But I wasn’t
into sharing. Not like that.
And he didn’t know the history I had with
Trace. Our history had destroyed me, it had created me, molded me into the
person I was today. “
Anyway, this book is full of alpha male hotness.
Here we see how Nixon and Chase quickly fell for Trace. We see what their relationship
was like before Trace came back and turned their lives upside down and we see
how it changed as they both fell in love with her. Reading this only made me
want to read the whole series again. I’m so in love with the way Nixon, Chase,
and the boys love their women. They’re so badass and fierce and alpha, it’s
ridiculous. No one loves like a mafia man can, that’s for freaking sure. It was
one huge swoon-fest. Of course, there were hard moments—like seeing Phoenix
fall, Nixon and his relationship with his dad, seeing these boys have to grow
up so fast, etc. These boys are the next generation of the mafia after all.
“I love you, Trace. I always have. Just
remember that, okay? Hold on to it. No matter what I say or what I do… and
trust me, I’ll do some terrible things. Just know. I love you. With every fiber
of my being.” I would beg. I would get on my knees. She had to believe—the love
I felt for her was otherworldly. And I’d love her until my dying day. Even if
it meant I’d spend my life suffering for her happiness.
This is an alternate POV book done right—which I
would expect from RVD. It feels like a different story than Elect despite the identical plot. The
POVs are so distinct from each other, and I never realized there were so many
things we missed out on from Trace’s POV in Elect.
I didn’t think I would love this book as much as I did, but I so wrongly
underestimated the power of the Eagle
Elite. Despite the mafia theme and the way the book ends, this book (and
the whole series) has to be the one of the most romantic books I’ve ever read. The
way these boys love… It’s really something else. It’s easy to tell that RVD has
a true, honest-to-God, real-life love.
“Funny, on the first day of school the only
thing I’d been able to think of was how the hell I was going to get the new
girl out of my life.
And now? Now, I was fighting like hell to
keep her in it. To keep her alive. To keep my sister alive.
And to keep my best friend from taking away
the one girl who had the power to change it all.”
Elect:
Entice:
Elicit:
BANG BANG:
She keeps her home in Idaho with her Husband and their snoring Boxer, Sir Winston Churchill. She loves to hear from readers! You can follow her writing journey at www.rachelvandykenauthor.com
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