Series: Love is War #1
Genres: Contemporary, Romance
It was the kind of relationship where I invested more than I had to spare.
I gave it everything.
And so when it failed, I lost myself.
It changed me. He changed me.
I went down with the ship.
My soul, burnt embers in the aftermath.
The fire of him ravaged it all.
He burned me.
Scarlett had always dreamed big. She was headed straight for Hollywood. Destined for silver screen greatness.
But in her wildest dreams she never imagined she’d be broke and single at twenty-eight, doling drinks at thirty-five thousand feet.
She was a glorified waitress in the skies.
It had been years since she’d seen him.
But one day, there he sat, gazing intently at her, ready to set everything ablaze once more.
Dante wanted her. Again.
Sure, she’d play along…but this time, it was his turn.
She was breaking him.
After all, love is war.
Addicting. Totally addicting. Breaking Him was a drug that had me after one hit, and I am fiending for more! Dante and Scarlett’s love story was a tumultuous one – to say the least! – and the reverberations I felt from being tossed around on this ride was the best kind of chaos.
Breaking Him was a romance to an extent. Really, it was a battle. This was a love story, yes, but it was a love story about two people who were absolutely raw, their nerves exposed and vulnerable after losing the one person they belonged to.
“It was a sad, tragic fact that I’d take three times my share of the damage just to give him his third of it.”
Dante and Scarlett pulsated with pain, but they still clawed and punched at each other, inflicting devastating blow after devastating blow, but unable to walk away no matter how debilitating each counter move. This novel was set up like a second-chance romance, but I wouldn’t call it that. The level of animosity that I felt between the two made it seem like a last-chance romance.
“Breaking him until he was as broken as me was the only thing that would ever be enough.”
Breaking Him was told from Scarlett’s point of view with an alternating timeline. When Dante and Scarlett were introduced, their romance had already blown up and throughout the novel the narrative flips from the present to the past. All at once, I got to see a younger and totally adorable (and equally crazy) D&S who were inseparable, which contrasted perfectly with the D&S of the present who hated each other. My emotions were constantly spinning from sweet to sour, calm to chaos, from my heart melting to it burning with anxiety. But throughout it all there was the passion I felt because these two had such amazing chemistry, and their interplay was like watching the best kind of opponents go toe-to-toe with each other.
“A wise person once said that in a relationship you should keep the fights clean and the sex dirty.
I don’t do that. Neither does Dante. We never have.
We do everything dirty.”
Intermixed within the emotion and all that hot intensity was a mystery because the plot didn’t reveal right away what happened between Dante and Scarlett. They were brought together by circumstances after avoiding each other for years, and it didn’t take long for old hurts to start causing bruises nor did it take long for their attraction to consume them.
“It was the sweetest torture, the most delightful torment, to let the man that had ruined me for joy bring it back into my body for one brief instant.”
This book consumed me. It was the right level of drama to capture me, anguish to pull me apart, and emotion to keep me turning the pages. I read this in two sittings; stayed up late to get as much reading in before I was forced to sleep for work (stupid work). Then when I had the chance to finish it, I tried to slow down, but that was impossible since, by the end of this book, I was pretty much seizing from the rapid rate my eyes were moving as I tried to read each word faster and faster. It was fantastic.
Breaking Him is that kind of romance that I read and I think, “Fuck these two are destructive. That’s not healthy. They need to grow the hell up. Can’t they see what they’re doing to each other? To themselves?” And I soak it all up through my Kindle, but I also envy it, and dream and wonder what it would be like to feel a love that all-encompassing, so magnetic that no matter what, you can feel the pull of that other person. Dante and Scarlett felt that pull towards each other and I felt that pull towards this book and I fucking loved it.