Bishop by Eden SummersMy rating: 5 of 5 stars
I have read a lot of these books in this series out of order, but boy do I love them!! This is a darker read and we could see it right from the beginning. Abri does anything that her father demands her to do, and I could see what she would do to get through these tasks. Her life wasn’t easy and until the story unfolded you could see why.
I loved Bishop. He was loyal to very few people, Abri’s Uncle and brother were on top of that list. Having to look after Abri was not what he wanted to do but wouldn’t back down from tasks set before him. Bishop had demons from his past that he was battling, and Abri was able to get under his skin and get his secrets.
Abri and Bishop were so fun to get to know. I liked how they were able to help each other when needed and Bishop was fierce when it come to protecting Abri. This came more apparent a long the way and I loved that side of him. I could see that Abri was finally learning to trust someone, and I was glad these two were falling.
There were a lot of tough times through this story, and I felt Summers did a remarkable job of telling this story. Bishop and Abri were perfect for one another, and I loved that Abri brought out a sweet side in Bishop. This was a great read, and I look forward to diving into more stories from this world.
Title: Bishop
Author: Eden Summers
Series: Hunting Her #9
Genre: Dark Romantic Suspense
Published: September 7, 2023
A standalone novel in the bestselling, seductively thrilling Hunting Her series.
In a moment of weakness I sent out a cry for help—one that was answered by my estranged brother’s right-hand man.
A murderer.
A butcher.
He storms into my life with his expensive suit pockets full of sedatives and cable ties in case I don’t approve of his form of protection. Let me assure you, I don’t.
But when my world falls apart and I have nowhere else to go, I’m forced to escape with him.
To an isolated house.
Just me and him.
Alone.
And it quickly becomes clear that the monstrous people I’ve been afraid of are nothing in comparison to the man in the room next door to mine.
In a moment of weakness I sent out a cry for help—one that was answered by my estranged brother’s right-hand man.
A murderer.
A butcher.
He storms into my life with his expensive suit pockets full of sedatives and cable ties in case I don’t approve of his form of protection. Let me assure you, I don’t.
But when my world falls apart and I have nowhere else to go, I’m forced to escape with him.
To an isolated house.
Just me and him.
Alone.
And it quickly becomes clear that the monstrous people I’ve been afraid of are nothing in comparison to the man in the room next door to mine.
