Title: The Queen
Series: The Masterpiece Duet #2
Author: Skye Warren
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: September 19, 2017
Book Description:
I have one chance at a new life. A college education. A future outside of Tanglewood's dark walls. For a breathless moment it seems like I might actually escape.
Then I get a phone call from home.
Damon Scott is my own personal dragon, the fight I've always lost, the secret hope of my heart. And he needs my help right now. Only my mind can solve the puzzle. Only my presence can keep him sane as the city fights against him.
Only my heart can unlock a man with such a tragic past.
This is my final gamble, with everything at stake. One last game to win a future for both of us.
And a love strong enough to break the city apart.
THE QUEEN is the final novel in the bestselling Masterpiece duet, about a game of lies and loyalty, of betrayal and power, and ascension to the city's throne.
Our Review:
Reviewed by Donna ~ 3.5 stars
***ARC received for an honest review***
“You made me care. You made me
want, when I needed to leave. You made me feel, when I would have preferred to
die. You brought me back to life.”
I had been eagerly anticipating this one, duets are always
enticing and once you read the first, you cannot wait to get your grabby hands
on the second and that was exactly how I felt coming into this one. Damon and
Penny had already coloured me intrigued and I couldn’t wait to see where Skye
Warren was going to take their story.
This whole series has been fantastic and memorable and while
this one didn’t live up to my huge expectations, it was still a one sitting
read that I couldn’t put down. I think I just had this one on too high a
pedestal and while it was still a great read I just wanted and expected more.
Damon Scott is the epitome of the broken hero and while with
his childhood you would expect him to be a lot worse, he is relatively well
turned out considering. Damon is the king of mind games and the games that he
plays with Penny only increase that constant push and pull. Damon’s
insecurities are the crux of his actions and even though you shouldn’t, I
couldn’t help but love him.
“Presidents run for office.
Dictator’s steal it. Kings are born, and that’s why it’s the perfect way to
describe Damon Scott. He commands any room he enters. He owns the very ground
he walks on. And he wears that invisible crown with both pride and resignation,
because it’s a bittersweet birthright.”
Penny was our brain, super intelligent, baby genius as Damon
lovingly calls her. Their relationship spans more than a decade and despite
that push and pull I truly felt the connection between them. Leaving that world
behind when she went to college, Penny is drawn back in which puts her back in
the path of Damon as they unite to fight a common enemy.
“I’m a puppet, his talented
fingers my string. And God, he pulls and pulls.”
As ever with Skye Warren, there are twists and turns aplenty
and while the suspense element kept me gripped I wanted more of that romance
and connection between Damon and Penny. At times, it felt a little rushed and
there were certain parts I would have loved fleshed out, however, I still loved
it, I still couldn’t put it down and I was still rapt from first to last page.
“I’ve wanted you for longer than
is strictly legal. I need you beyond what I can endure.”
If you have not read this series, I highly recommend it, but
make sure you start from the beginning. While this duet can stand on its own,
the characters are introduced beforehand and you would miss one hell of a
gripping series.
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Excerpt:
I flinch, glad he can’t see me across two thousand miles. Even working in the kitchens most nights only covers my food, my textbooks. Not the tuition bill. “You’re the one who wanted him to work for you. You’re the one who made him the stake in our last game.”
“And you’re the one who lost,” he says lightly.
“Do you know where he is?”
“Of course. Like you said, he works for me. I would be a careless employer if I let my men go wandering off, gambling and racking up debt and questioning their loyalty to me.”
A shiver runs through me. “Then where is he?”
“He’s a grown-up, Penny. Like you are now. He’s responsible for himself. You only need to worry about your studies. I’m sure Algebraic Topology is taking up plenty of your focus.”
It’s one of my courses this semester. How does he know that?
“Stop playing with me.”
“Why should I?” he says with a soft laugh. “It’s so much fun.”
Frustration stings my eyes, hot and damp. I look up at the wide-open sky, willing myself not to cry. There are a million stars visible here, most of the land owned by Smith College or one of the other campuses. So much land, so much pride. There aren’t buildings climbing on top of other buildings, as if they might sink into the concrete ground if they don’t. There aren’t glass towers reaching to an endless black sky.
“I’m never coming back,” I say abruptly.
His laugh falls silent. “I know.”
“I hate it there. I hate Tanglewood and being powerless. And most of all I hate you.”
The last part is a lie, because I don’t hate him. I’m drawn to him; I’m repelled by him. It’s far too complex a relationship, an equation I’ve never been able to write. It makes me wonder if I’m lying about the other parts—if maybe some twisted part of me misses home.
If some twisted part of me misses being powerless, too.
“Ah, Penny,” he says, sounding infinitely weary. “I hate you too.”
The words shock me, but the hurt inside shocks me more. He shouldn’t be able to wound me. Three years away from home, growing up, growing strong. It should have been enough armor to protect against anything he could say to me. But the arrow sinks deep, proving that I’ll never be able to escape him.
“What did I do to you?” I ask, quiet, in a voice like I’m six years old again. Like I’m speaking to the wild boy I found by the lake, one I lured into my trailer like a wolf.
He answers the same way, a surly teenage boy, fierce and vulnerable at once. “You made me care. You made me want, when I needed to leave. You made me feel, when I would have preferred to die. You brought me back to life.”
And I condemned him to torture. That’s what happened when he sacrificed himself so that I could stay safe. Two children with so few choices. “I’m sorry,” I whisper.
“Don’t worry. I got my revenge, after all.”
My blood runs cold, almost subzero at the words. There’s only one person left in my sad little family. One person he could hurt. “Did you hurt him?”
“By giving him a job when he couldn’t hold one down? By paying him enough that his daughter could escape the city, could go to a fancy college instead of becoming a corner-store whore? Yes, I’ve been horrible to him. A monster.”
“Then why isn’t he answering his phone?”
In the pause I can picture him in a three-piece suit, reclining in one of his ridiculously expensive leather chairs. Some amber liquid in a crystal-cut glass. “Don’t come back,” he says, his voice grim. “You made it out of here. Let that be enough.”
A soft click ends the connection, leaving me bereft.
And more worried than before.
Something is happening in Tanglewood, something bad enough for my father not to call, something horrible enough that even Damon Scott has warned me away. I look up at the infinite stars, but they’re dimmer than before. The whole world muted. It wasn’t a new life that I found so far from home. It was a long dream, and now I’m painfully awake.
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Skye Warren is the New York Times bestselling author of contemporary romance such as the Chicago Underground series. Her books have been featured in Jezebel, Buzzfeed, USA Today Happily Ever After, Glamour, and Elle Magazine. She makes her home in Texas with her loving family, two sweet dogs, and one evil cat.
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