Title: My Soul to Keep
Series: Soul Screamers #3
Author: Rachel Vincent
Publisher: Harlequin Teen
Available: Barnes and Noble
From the Publisher: Kaylee has one addiction: her very hot, very popular boyfriend, Nash. A banshee like Kaylee, Nash understands her like no one else. Nothing can come between them.
Until something does.
Demon breath. No, not the toothpaste-challenged kind. The Netherworld kind. The kind that really can kill you. Somehow the super-addictive substance has made its way to the human world. But how? Kaylee and Nash have to cut off the source and protect their friends—one of whom is already hooked.
And so is someone else…
I’m going to take a departure from my normal review format. Today, I’m going to write an open letter to Nash Hudson. Which also means this will be quite spoilerish for any of you who haven’t yet read this book – so proceed with caution!
What. The. Eff.
In the first book, you were the perfect guy. Sure, you were a little too perfect, but a girl can look past that because you were so attentive, so sweet, and so caring in a crisis. And I’ll admit, in the second book there were some red flags. But I was willing to give you the benefit of the doubt. It was obvious how much you cared for Kaylee, despite your overbearing and controlling ways.
But you screwed up in a big way in the third book.
And I don’t know if you can fix it. How is anyone supposed to trust you ever again? For all intents and purposes, you threw Kaylee under a bus, and you never stopped to see if she was okay.
When I first found out that you would do something that would make my feelings about you change, I was heartbroken. But I never really thought you could do something that bad.
I was wrong.
In the beginning of the book, I thought you were heading in a bad direction – you were pushing Kaylee far too hard on the sex issue when she obviously wasn’t ready. And to be honest, I’m glad you didn’t turn out to be a rapist. But what happened was worse, in some ways.
Oh Nash, how could you? You’re not that guy. At least, you’re not supposed to be that guy.
You’ve disappointed me. You’ve broken my trust. I don’t know if I’ll ever be able to read you again the same way.
You’ve got a long road ahead of you for redemption. And I sincerely hope you take it.