***This is a story of perseverance, trying to overcome the transgressions others inflict upon you, it’s a story of love gone wrong and obsession gone mad. This book contains raw and graphic sex, obscene language, violence, torture, rape, assault, none of which is limited to persons over the age of consent. This book is intended for MATURE AUDIENCE MEMBERS ONLY, and NOT intended for the weak at heart, nor persons with triggers related to child assault, rape or abuse.***
A beautiful, enchanting story of love, happiness—*Record needle scratches across vinyl*
I’m just fucking with you. Love, happiness, and fairy tales… Yeah, they don’t live here anymore.
The only things residing amongst these thin and baren walls are Dominance, submission, and twisted fucking obsession.
Stella gets knocked down over and over throughout her life… Though she is bloodied and battered she stands back up every single time, smirks and nods before asking, “That all you got?”.
Wesley has shoved his way through the rich life with both middle fingers up. He’s also shoved his way through half of the socialite population, but all that vanilla has left him a starved man.
He knows he can’t keep his Dom fed with kinky little masochistic vanilla’s anymore.
On his mission to find the perfect sub, Wesley stumbles across a broken, shattered angel, only to find when she comes up swinging, that this little angel knows how to fight.
He wants to be the one who breaks her…
But it’s not a question of who breaks her, the question is who destroys her.
Before I even start my review please if you didn’t pay attention to the warning the author posted please do so because this book is dark, disturbing and painful to read at times due to the subject matter.
Stella, shit girl, the hell you went through, the pain you suffered would have broken a typical person, hell I will be the first to admit it would have broken me a long time ago. Stella is sarcastic, bitchy, loving to those she allows in, but what thing she isn’t is broken. Her past is horrific but she pulls herself up from that and she does it fighting. She keeps her walls up as a defense, but once you break those walls down, you see not just the pain that she survived but the soft that never really went hard but only few see.
Wesley, Wesley, Wesley. Man I will admit I thought at first I would totally hate you, your attitude and your approach with Stella, but instead of hating you I loved you. Even when you fucked up, I loved you. I knew it was you who would heal and destroy her at the same time, and you did my man you did. But in the end you are the one who ends up destroyed and I cried like a baby feeling your pain.
What can I say beyond. Holy. Fucking. Shit. This book completely blew me away. In my warning above I stated that this book is dark, disturbing and painful to read at times, but that is the biggest understatement of the year. I was sucked in from the start, even when I would cry or literally feel like throwing up because I would get so upset I couldn’t put it down. This is not an easy read, it is not by any means a happy read and the ending not just destroys the characters in the book but it destroys you. I knew going into That Which Destroys Me that it was going to be one that would fuck with my mind. And fuck with my mind it did. Normally typing up a review isn’t that hard for me when I loved a book, but I have sat here for an hour trying to find the words to even do this book justice and have my emotions come across correctly. Even now I know that these words aren’t enough, that the only way to truly appreciate the pain of this book is to read it. If you are looking for a HEA well then move along because you won’t find it here, but what you will find is a dark, painful story that in it’s own way is beautiful even with the pain.
I only recently became a fan of Kimber S. Dawn when I read her first book A Woman Gone Mad, I reviewed it as well, and knew I would connect with her. With That Which Destroys Me, I am now a fan for life. Please, if you are a fan of dark romances add this book to your TBR list you will not be disappointed but be prepared because what you read will stay with you, it will haunt you, and it will make you pray that you are never destroyed.
Who is Kimber? Shit, sometimes even I don’t know, lmao. However if I had to type up an author bio (which, son of a bitch, I do) this is how it would read. BTW, caught a lot of shit for this author bio. Really don’t give a fuck though, because I was asked to type up a bio. And if I can only say one thing for certain about myself, it’s this: I’m real, I don’t back down from what I believe, I say what I mean, and I mean what I say. I don’t bite my tongue and I never try to hide the ugly parts of who I am… You either love me or hate me, but if you love me… I’ll always be loyal, no fucking matter what 😉
I can be called a billon different things—daughter, wife, mother, labor unit nurse. I sell pussy on the side. *Coughs* That would be Persian kittens, thank you…you dirty-minded scoundrel. I’m a book blogger, book pimp, and a book whore. My two indulgences are my Jack’s in life…Jack Daniel’s and Blackjack. My biggest dream, the day I’ll acknowledge that I’ve succeeded in life and can I die a happy woman, is the day I get to go two stark-naked hour-round sexual bouts with Jason Statham. *Sighs*
I was born and raised in Louisiana… and No, I do NOT live in a bayou, I actually see the beaches on the gulf coast more than I see a bayou, lol. I started writing poems and short stories very early in my life. You know, for the Michaels and Leos and Nicks in my life. I’ve been a book hoarder since I was eleven years old, but then a couple years ago something wonderful happened! The 50 Shades of Grey craze brought to life my inner smut whore and I commenced to read anything and everything smut affiliated. When reading wasn’t enough anymore and I noticed that so many of the authors of my favorite indie authors and their books weren’t getting the exposure their work deserved, I turned it into a mission, starting my own blog, buying their books and reading them one by one. I then wrote my reviews for my blog and didn’t hold back in writing them (Hell yeah those motherfuckers a profanity laden). I’ve never done a single thing in my life halfway. I always go all in. After the success of my Blog, and the insistence of one of my bestest friends, my sister from another mister, Trina Taylor of Bad & Dirty Books, I was ready to finally take the plunge and see if I could write a book that was worth a damn. I’m a Southern girl to my core, a self-proclaimed smut whore, and I keep hearing that I’m an author, but honestly… I don’t believe the rumors, lol. I don’t feel like a kickass bitch spittin’ out lyrics, or stories, like a motherfuckin’ rockstar.
Tattooed across my ribs are the words I have always lived by: ‘Aut viam inveniam aut faciam tibi.’ Latin for: If I cannot find a way, I will make my own.