The Devil You Know had everything I love about the brother’s best friend trope.
I was in desperate need of a fun read and The Devil You Know WAS IT! Bonus: the chemistry between Tatum and Cooper had my kindle on FIRE!! Their relationship and connection from the beginning was special, and I devour every second of how their “fake dating” grew into so much more. “The more you show the world who you’ve been hiding, the more I can’t help myself.” Hometown heartthrob, sultry bad boy, and my neighbor since we were kids. I have the perfect tutor in mind: my brother’s best friend.Ĭooper Vale. Though I hate to admit defeat, this is one accolade I can’t earn on my own. What I need to prepare for the full college experience is someone to teach me what to do in bed. Brand new notebooks.īut one thing can’t come to campus-my V-card.īeing a virgin isn’t the biggest part of my problem. I’m all set for my first semester at college.ĭream field of study. There's only one thing she's determined to check off. Whatever she sets out to do, she achieves. Tatum Danvers has plans and goals for everything in her life.
To view a comprehensive content warning (contains spoilers), please click here.Reviews Review: The Devil You Know by Veronica Eden The Devil You Know by Veronica Eden My grandfather had been right about everything, especially the boy.ĪUTHOR'S NOTE: Devil of Dublin is intended for mature audiences who enjoy extremely dark subject matter, high emotional intensity, explicit adult content, graphic violence, heart-pounding suspense, fairy-tale worthy love, and gorgeous Irish scenery. And with every summer I spent stolen away with him in those enchanted woods, he grew to become so much more.īut when I return to Glenshire as an adult, grieving and engaged to someone else, all those legends quickly morph into nightmares. He was kind, and beautiful, and special, and hurting. But when he warned me about the mute boy who also lurked in those woods, the one the priest had declared to be the spawn of Satan himself, I refused to listen. Or the way they sparkled with mischief when he told me tales about the magical creatures that dwelled in the forest behind his humble Irish sheep farm-shy fairies who liked to eat tea biscuits, cruel witches who liked to eat children, a moody lake spirit with a taste for expensive gifts.Īs a child, I believed every fantastical word. I can’t remember anymore if my grandfather’s eyes were blue or green, but I’ll never forget the way they wrinkled at the corners when he laughed at one of his own jokes. From the Wall Street Journal bestselling author of 44 Chapters About 4 Men (inspiration for the Netflix Original series Sex/Life) comes a dark mafia romance steeped in Irish folklore.
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