Review: Doll Face by V Fiorello

Most kids don't grow up wanting a dead beat dad. Those kids don't understand how much worse it can truly be. How it feels to grow up wishing your father was a neglectful dead beat and not a living nightmare.

I did. I do. And my safest place is to hide among the monsters. So, that's what I do. I blend into a sea of criminals and the depraved. Any of them are far better company than my father.

That's how I ended up here, applying too much makeup and too little clothing. Tonight's show has to be enough to entice, yet subdued enough not to draw too much attention. Getting noticed not only puts you in the position of private dance rooms, but also makes them curious. They want to see you, all of you, and for even a brief moment possess you. 

Even if it's all a part of the game, their night of fantasy, it's still too risky. For two years, I've held the delicate balancing act. The occasional businessman, random bachelor, and even the rare everyday good guy, but never a regular client or patron as many of the other girls have. Sure, the money, gifts, and, hell, even the attention and pampering are more tempting than the drugs readily available in this place. Yet, the fear of being discovered, again, tampers the temptations and desires for more.

It's been over two years I've stayed safe, over two years of keeping the balance, over two years of being someone else and living their life. 

Then he walks through the dark red lacquered doors of my hiding place. His eyes searching, probing, and knowing. He sees through my fabrications, but his own secrets silence his curiosity. Buried beneath the corded muscle and smooth tan skin lies a darkness I know too well. It's terrifying and seductive. 

Now, this temptation swirls on the tip of my tongue, teasing my taste buds, making me want to confess all my sins to a man who could punish me and free me in the most wonderfully worst ways. 



Afbeeldingsresultaat voor 4.5 stars

**ARC provided in exchange for an honest review**

"The moment she tore away the mask and revealed the dark and dirty beneath that lovely costume, she became mine."

When I first read the blurb I was so intrigued. I love dark romances, but lately I can't find any that are original and keep me interested until the end. I was so glad that wasn't the case with Doll Face. I don't even know how to explain it, but I loved everything about this book. First of all I really appreciated the author taking her time to tell the story of Mei and The Saint. They both are such complicated characters and nothing is as it seems. I was especially intrigued by Mei, she had so many secrets and as a reader you also have to wait for them to be uncovered. The Saint wants to know everything about her, but she makes him work for her secrets. Both of them are dark and twisted, there are many scenes in this book that were gory and ruthless. What I loved most about this book, was how much Mei and The Saint fit together. They found their match and I was really excited to see how their relationship would develop.

"Our bodies covered in blood and her wrapped around me, we'd emerged like something nightmares and horror stories are made of. The Saint and his Deadly Little Doll."

Every time I found and received a piece to the puzzle, I was getting more and more addicted to the story. The author did such an incredible job in hooking me to the story, and leaving me wanting more. I loved every character in this book, and I really liked that the secondary characters played important roles as well. Mei, looks like a very innocent young woman, but has a very dark side to her as well, which she is trying to control. She was a very complicated character. The Saint doesn't let anything or anyone control him, however he finds his match with Mei. I love The Saint, he is a villain but it wasn't his own choice, he was forced to become this monster to survive. The story was unpredictable and the author hit me with plot twists left and right. I was on the edge of my seat and couldn't wait to see how this story would end. The ending has me dying to get my hands on the next book. I just need to know what is going to happen next.

Afbeeldingsresultaat voor about the author

Sadie Grubor is a Haribo Gummy Candy Whore & a foul-mouthed writer of smexy times and characters who typically have immature and inappropriate humor. Yes, this is a reflection of her.  She can only hope you respect her in the morning, but doesn't expect it.

At some point, she may offend you.  Yes, she realizes this and owns it.  Trying to change this outcome has proved futile in the past.  It's best to just let her trashy mouth weed out the classy folk. Everyone is better off that way.

Sadie's darker side:  V Fiorello

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