Title: Raze
Author: Tillie Cole
Age group: Mature new adult
Genre: Dark Contemporary Romance
Release date: 30th December 2014
BLURB
To take back life, one must first face
death...
One man stripped of his freedom, his
morals...his life.
Conditioned in captivity to maim, to kill and
to slaughter, prisoner 818 becomes an unremorseful, unrivaled and unstoppable
fighter in the ring. Violence is all he knows. Death and brutality are the
masters of his fate.
After years of incarceration in an
underground hell, only one thought occupies his mind: revenge...bloody, slow
and violent revenge.
Revenge on the man who lied.
Revenge on the man who wronged him.
Revenge on the man who condemned him and
turned him into this: a rage-fueled killing machine. A monster void of
humanity; a monster filled with hate.
And no one will stand in the way of getting
what he wants.
One woman stripped of her freedom, her
morals...her life.
Kisa Volkova is the only daughter of Kirill ‘The Silencer’ Volkov, head of
the infamous ‘Triad’ bosses of New
York's Russian Bratva. Her life is protected. In reality, it’s a virtual prison. Her
father’s
savage treatment of his rivals and his lucrative and coveted underground
gambling ring—The Dungeon—ensures too many enemies lurk at their door.
She dreams to be set free.
Kisa has known only cruelty and loss in her
short life. As manager of her father’s death match enterprise, only grief and pain fill her days. Her
mafia boss father, in her world, rules absolute. And her fiancé, Alik Durov, is no better; the Dungeon’s five-time champion, a
stone-cold killer, the treasured son of her father’s best friend, and her
very own—and much resented—personal guard. Unrivaled in both strength
and social standing, Alik controls every facet of Kisa’s life, dominates her
every move; keeps her subdued and dead inside...then one night changes
everything.
While working for her church—the only reprieve in her constant
surveillance—Kisa stumbles across a
tattooed, scarred, but stunningly beautiful homeless man on the streets.
Something about him stirs feelings deep within her; familiar yet impossibly
forbidden desires. He doesn’t talk. Doesn’t communicate with
anyone. He’s
a man beyond saving, and a man she must quickly forget...for both their sakes.
But when weeks later, out of the blue and to
her complete surprise, he’s announced as the replacement fighter in The Dungeon, Kisa
knows she’s
in a whole lot of trouble. He’s built, ripped and lethally unforgiving to his opponents,
leaving fear in his wake and the look of death in his eyes.
Kisa becomes obsessed with him. Yearns for
him. Craves his touch. Needs to possess this mysterious man...this man they
call Raze.
REVIEW BY: Amy
“Can I have you?” This phrase has stuck with me and forever will hold a place in my heart! I can’t get over how Tillie can seriously OWNED me with 4 little words. Those words are really the heart and soul of this book. They encompass all of the angst and sorrow along with the healing and redemption that really are Kisa and Luka.
I LOVED this book so hard!!! I have been a Tillie Cole fan since the first chapter of Sweet Home and continue to watch her challenge herself and hit book after book out of the park. Each book being stamped with magnificent themes and characters that have won my heart. This book is no exception. I loved this book for it’s raw yet eloquent appeal. The way the pain is woven delicately with the triumph. The shear emotion that was evoked with all the characters and situations made me hungry for more.
The love affair between Kisa and Luka was AMAZING!!! “you are part of me, remember? God put a piece of you within me so when we were born, everyone would know we matched”. BRILLIANT!!! The way their harsh and unfeeling world was smoothed over with the true adoration shared between them…just brilliant! I loved that I was challenged as a reader to feel all of them and push trough the ugly to find the beauty.
You had me at “Tillie Cole”…EVERY FREAK’N TIME!!! I am constantly amazed by her knowledge of subject and perseverance through all different story lines. She is able to deliver a book accurately and with every emotional cell in her being. This woman is truly gifted and an amazing asset to the book world. It is simply a pleasure to read something that an author has put so much care and grace into. RAZE stands out because it was written so purely. 100% a 5 STAR READ FOR SURE!!! Deep and dark, RAZE will own you and you will submit to it’s delicate charm with ease.
5 Stars
REVIEW BY: Cristina
There are so many words that I can say about this book but have no idea where to begin. I must throw out there though that I FINALLY have had a chance to read a book by this author! I am so glad I took a risk on a synopsis that I am not familiar with. The detail visuals she writes through the novel easily sucked me into the mafia life and the cage fighting gambling world.
A man, numbered 818, stripped of his freedom of the life he once live until one day he was able to escape from the years of underground hell. His main thought, his goal…seeking revenge on the one person who put him there. Not sure who he is or what had happened other than a name and place to find the man that lied and innocently put him there.
A woman, Kisa Volkova, daughter of the head of the Russian Bratva is also stripped of her freedom of life being with her fiancé, Alik Durov. A man controlling her actions in every way and who also happens to be a five-time champion fighter. Her everyday life filled with routine, rules, and is a manager of her father’s death match enterprise.
The 5 stars STUNNING read left me with so many emotions that made the reading experience so much more than what I had expected! The characters and the meaning behind some of the things said will forever be instilled in my head. Are you curious to know more? What are you waiting for? Pick up a copy today!
5 Stars
EXCERPT
Alik wrapped his arms round my waist
and pulled me to his damp chest, the impact robbing me of my breath. He held me
in place by the back of my head.
“You’re gonna make the perfect wife, Kisa.
I’ve been wanting you in my bed,
sleeping beside me, for too fucking long. I hate sending you back to your
father every night, not being able to fuck you for hours, tying you to the bed,
making you scream, making you bow down to my every command… fuck you until you can’t walk. Been wanting to fully own you, to possess you, to
release you from the Pakhan’s grip and have you under my complete
control… for too fucking long.”
“Soon, baby,” I soothed.
Alik loosened his grip on my hair,
his harsh blue eyes losing their anger for the briefest of moments.
“Yeah,” he replied. Slapping me hard on the
ass, he pressed a bruising, owning-me kiss to my swollen lips. Alik swiftly
broke away and, walking back to his bedroom, shouted over his shoulder, “Serge is downstairs. He’ll take you to church.” I
relaxed but stiffened when he ordered, “Only after you change. Don’t you dare go out looking like that. I’ll seriously lose my fucking shit if you do!”
“I won’t. I
love you, baby. Always,” I blurted. This stopped Alik in his
tracks.
He turned, jerked his chin, a flicker
of a smirk curling his upper lip, and he said, “Myshka, I love you too.”
My shoulders sagged with relief at
his show of affection. I calmed. It was during these tender moments that I
glimpsed the small amount of humanity in Alik. These were the moments I cherished.
Even as children, Alik was uptight, always angry, always wanting to inflict
pain on others; he frequently did on other kids. His papa had raised him to be
this way. I understood it; it was how Brava men had to be raised. But years of fighting and killing in The Dungeon
had hardened him to the point where the kinder side of his personality grew
weaker and weaker, the dark steadily and surely blotting out any light that
remained. In this Bratva life, and with what Alik did for a living, it was essential
he be this way. However, I wished his softer side would linger a little longer.
It was stupid of me and, to others,
inexplicable. But I loved Alik in my own way, well, as much as my shredded
heart would allow. I wanted him to have peace. He was so tormented… so dark inside that I just wanted to
help ease that.
Lost in Alik’s light, beautiful smile, my heart soared, floating on a
loving hope that I would see some good in him, that I’d finally got through to him, but my reverie soon dissipated when, as
always, his brief moment of gentleness was overwhelmed by harshness.
Alik's insane desire to possess me
came to the fore as he warned, “Anyone even looks at you tonight or
even speaks to you, you tell me. And act appropriately. Don’t speak to men… only Father Kruschev. Don’t want my woman looking like a whore. ”
I nodded dutifully. His eyes narrowed
as they drank in my body. “Wear something that covers you, all of you. I don’t wanna have to kill some fucker for staring at your tits.
You’ve got to think about these things,
Myshka. When you’re my wife, when I own you
completely, there’ll be no mistakes. I’ll whip you into shape soon enough. You’ll be an example to all the Bratva
wives.”
“Okay, baby,” I whispered in trepidation.
Alik ran his teeth over his bottom
lip, eyes leaden, his cock hardening and bulging under his towel.
“Get out of here, Kisa, before I fuck you against that wall
and make your papa even more pissed at me for being late.”
AUTHOR BIO
Amazon & USA Today Best Selling Author,
Tillie Cole is a Northern girl through and through. She originates from a place
called Teesside on that little but awesomely sunny (okay I exaggerate) Isle
called Great Britain. She was brought up surrounded by her English rose mother — a
farmer’s daughter, her crazy Scottish father, a savagely
sarcastic sister and a multitude of rescue animals and horses.
SOCIAL MEDIA LINKS
https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/7074846.Tillie_Cole
