PREACH by Stylo Fantôme is LIVE

Today we are thrilled to be sharing the conclusion of the Church Duet,
PREACH by Stylo Fantôme

 

A shattered woman.

A changed man.

Church Logan wanted to kill someone, and Emma Hartley wanted to die – they were a match made in hell.

But one little cut, a pint or two of blood, and suddenly everything between them is different.

Are they still destined for greatness? Or has the darkness finally eclipsed them and torn them apart?

Looks like it’s time for Church to practice what he preaches.

Ignition, meet explosion.

Warning: if you have triggers – this story will touch on a lot of them. This book is a dark romance, 65,000+ words.

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Reviewed by Sharon Thérèse at KFF

I’m not in the habit of reading dark romances; however, I read Church with a book buddy (she held my hand), and both of us enjoyed it immensely. Wow, what a cliffy, too! Not only was the suspense killing me, but I couldn’t get the characters out of my head. Fortunately, the wait for Preach wasn’t that long and if I’d had the mistaken belief this duet couldn’t get any grittier, I was way off the mark! What I liked about the first book was how the character-driven plot focused on the protagonists’ many-sided traits and backgrounds. How they fed off each other’s strengths and weaknesses. Peeling back their layers, I understood why their attraction was more than physical. Quite honestly, these guys were two peas in a pod. But Fantôme generously gave me a ray of hope. In my mind, I imagined the heroine growing stronger after what she’d done. And my biggest wish was her learning that taking certain risks weren’t always the perfect choice. So, would she get her act together, become less dependant on the man who’d managed rattle her cage? Would there be a painless closure? Hmm…wait and see!

Did Paul Logan, aka Church have the upper hand? I always felt and I think I’m right in saying him being one step ahead of Emma, being able to read her thoughts and control wasn’t just negative as it was hurtfully true to her persona. Nonetheless, he had her back. She’s a hard nut to crack and at times her actions were highlighted in the worst possible scenarios. In an atmosphere which should have been healing, the reverse happens at the whim of a professional’s advantage. She observes, she starts planning. She knows how to measure the right from wrong of others, her wrongdoings have no limits. And this folks is why I loved how she dealt with a certain individual. Call it sick, he had it coming to him.

But how on earth could I even contemplate reasoning in my tiny head when they both have a screw loose? I admittedly confess that Church brought out the worst in me. I wanted to like him more, I liked Emma even less. I’m convinced that this reaction is exactly what the author wants her readers to feel. We’re not supposed to fall head over heels with either of them. What she’d set out to do from the very start was to try to make us comprehend the whys and wherefores of an obsessive love with tendencies which we, fortunately, will never have to experience. And believe you me, she cracked it, slapped it in our faces and the result; a duet that stands out and has more twists than turns and will make any hardened reader gasp for air!

So, I’m not going to delve into details since spoiling this duet would be a crying shame. Don’t expect flowers to bloom, do get ready for the unpredicted bud to show its head when you least expect it to! Now, I have to mention Fantôme’s narrative which actually made me go back and check out what I was reading. In third-person, was I reading first-person? I felt like I was though. The author’s prose, her vocabulary and the flow kept me stuck to every page, made me wonder if there was going to be a happy ending, something I have no inclination to tell you. This is pure and utter Fantôme style and my last words; be warned…it’s dark, it is not for those of you who have high blood pressure ‘cause this unique story won’t read as you want it to. It’s the romance of your mother’s generation or some such. Spine-chilling, sweat-building, it’s heart-racingly complex and imaginative. And it might or might not pan out as you want it to. Bravo, and thank you for giving me such a nail-biting-sit-on-the-edge-of-your-seat read!

 

A broken girl.

An unusual boy.

A beautiful face that hides a dark secret and an ugly past.

Sealed lips which hide wicked words and dangerous thoughts.

She would kill for him to love her.

He just wants to kill.

Maybe, if Emma Hartley prays hard enough, Church Logan can make both their wishes come true.

Fuse, meet match.

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Crazy woman from a remote location in Alaska (where the need for a creative mind is a necessity!), I have been writing since … forever? Yeah, that sounds about right. I have been told that I remind people of Lucille Ball – I also see shades of Jennifer Saunders, and Denis Leary. So basically, I laugh a lot, I’m clumsy a lot, and I say the F-word A LOT.

I like dogs more than I like most people, and I don’t trust anyone who doesn’t drink. No, I do not live in an igloo, and no, the sun does not set for six months out of the year, there’s your Alaska lesson for the day. I have mermaid hair – both a curse and a blessing – and most of the time I talk so fast, even I can’t understand me.

Yeah. I think that about sums me up.

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