Vow of Retribution
The Vow Series #1
by Emma Renshaw
Publication Date: May 3, 2018
Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Romance
4 Kink Review | My response after reading VOW TO RETRIBUTION was GASP! This book is exactly how I validate my desire to read stories about family, intimacy, romance, survival and sex – like very hawt sex!!! The sexy twist of phoenix rising is a beautiful crafted adventure filled with smoldering love scenes and a plot bursting with action and perilous danger.
I want revenge.
With scars like these, I knew I could never forget my past.
With threats like these, I can’t escape, either.
This time, I’m fighting back. I don’t just want my life back. I want vengeance for what was done to me.
I didn’t plan to fall in love.
I want to save her.
A girl like her isn’t easily forgotten.
A girl like her doesn’t trust easily.
I’ll fight for her—I’ll fight with her. Together, we can build a new life, free from the past. Together, we can rise.
Even if we could lose everything by trying.
“Mr. Adler?” comes through the speaker on my desk phone. I roll my eyes. I’ve been asking Rachel, my new assistant, to call me Liam all day. I don’t like to be referred to as Mr. Adler. My dad doesn’t even like to be called Mr. Adler. Each time I request this of Rachel, she gives me a patient smile and continues to call me whatever she damn well pleases.
“Yes, Rachel?” I say into the intercom.
“You have a delivery.”
“Bring it in.”
Rachel softly knocks on my office door before she enters, holding a white box with a blue bow. She sets the package on my desk and turns to leave. Right before she walks out the door, she looks over her shoulder to say, “If you want to share, I’ll be out here.”
I’m about to ask what I would share, but the door latches before I have the chance. I look down at the box. There’s a folded card tucked under the blue ribbon.
I’m still not thinking about you.
Congrats on your first day.
I burst into laughter after I read it.
She’s thinking about me as much as I’m thinking about her, I know she is. My mind is consumed with thoughts of her. I will relentlessly pursue her until she agrees to be mine. I harden when I think about what we did last night, but I know that it can’t happen again until she is ready. I don’t regret being with her, but I think I should’ve played it smart and waited. My father taught me how to perfect a poker face when I was young. We sat across from each other playing cards or chess. His intense stare would drive me to make a mistake. Patience. Patience is the key to most things in life.
I open the box and moan. The most delectable smell wafts from the box. Dozens of warm cookies are piled inside. I lift each layer, taking a peek at the flavors. Chocolate chip, M&M, peanut butter, snickerdoodle. Jesus Christ. This smells heavenly. I take my favorite cookie, a snickerdoodle, from the package. Taking a huge bite, I collapse back into my chair, moaning. This is the best goddamn cookie I ever had. Of course, it’s even better knowing it came from Savannah.
Rachel’s parting words make more sense now. I hold my finger over the intercom but hesitate pressing the button. I know it would be the nice thing to do, to share. But, damn, my girl gave me these cookies. They’re my cookies. There are dozens in the box. I could eat them all myself, probably in one sitting if I continue to shovel them in like a caveman.
I grab my phone to text Savannah.
Liam: Oh, gorgeous girl, now you’ve done it.
Savannah: Done what exactly?
Liam: Sealed your fate.
Savannah: What fate is that?
Liam: You’re mine. You and these cookies are mine.
Savannah: You’re kind of a barbarian.
Liam: I am when it comes to you and cookies. You’ll learn to like it.
ABOUT EMMA RENSHAW
Emma loves to write, just don’t ask her to write about herself. If she isn’t writing, you can find her lost in a book or trying to get her doggo to take a selfie with her. He usually refuses. At the end of the day, you can find Emma at the closest Mexican restaurant eating queso and sipping on a margarita. She lives in Texas with her husband and dog.