āHello, Gia.ā
Sound of Silence is not a love triangle, but a story of survival and it was our first read by the author, Dakota Willink. If youāre in the mood for something dark and gritty, this romantic suspense will answer your call, although, we have to point out that story may contain triggers for some readers, so please read the author warning: Dakota Willink does not hold back.
āYou want to talk about Sleeping with the Enemy? Well, I lived it.ā
We were instantly gripped by the story ā being tossed from side to side with the twists and turns, and catching ourselves shouting throughout over the impending danger, whilst squirming over the actions of her husband. We felt every moment of fear and heartbreak with Gianna over her predicament, and despised her dirty cop husband, Ethan, who was one calculating bastard!
This romantic suspense is told in three POVās. Giannaās ā from the heady days of meeting the charming (yeah right!) Ethan, through to the moment he showed his true sinister colours. Ethanās POV is expressed in a warped, twisted, and sinister manner. And the sweet and gentle Derek, whoās POV brought balm to our tattered hearts and angst-ridden stomachs.
āI didnāt have to lose a piece of myself to find love.ā
They say you never know what transpires in someoneās life and in Giannaās case, this rang true. To the outside world, she lived an idyllic life ā a beautiful home, an attentive husband, married to the youngest Chief of Police in the Cincinnati Police Dept. Ā Gianna appeared to have it all. But looks can be deceiving.
āThey thought Ethan was perfect in every way ā from his polished exterior to the smooth way he spoke. But they didnāt know about the monster who lived beneath the faƧade.ā
As much as some parts of this story made us feel uncomfortable, we couldnāt look away! We did feel there were moments when the book didnāt quite know what it wanted to be, but we were transfixed and horrified for Gianna on every step of her journey. We willed her to find the peace she deserved and flicked every page desperately, yet tentatively waiting to see how it played out. And breatheā¦ā¦








































