Saturday, January 30, 2016

Review + Giveaway+ Excerpt: He Will Be My Ruin by K.A. Tucker

Rating: 5 Cups of Coffee
The USA TODAY bestselling author of the Ten Tiny Breaths and Burying Water series makes her romantic thriller debut with this heartpounding story of a young woman determined to find justice after her best friend’s death, a story pulsing with the “intense, hot, emotional” (Colleen Hoover) writing that exhilarates her legions of fans.

Twenty-eight-year-old Maggie Sparkes arrives in New York City to pack up what’s left of her best friend’s belongings after a suicide that has left everyone stunned. The police have deemed the evidence conclusive: Celine got into bed, downed a bottle of Xanax and a handle of Maker’s Mark, and never woke up. But when Maggie discovers secrets in the childhood lock box hidden in Celine’s apartment, she begins asking questions. Questions about the man Celine fell in love with. The man she never told anyone about, not even Maggie. The man who Celine herself claimed would be her ruin.

On the hunt for answers that will force the police to reopen the case, Maggie uncovers more than she bargained for about Celine’s private life—and inadvertently puts herself on the radar of a killer who will stop at nothing to keep his crimes undiscovered.

Natasha’s Experience:

“What if I’ve been chasing the wrong rabbit this entire time?”

Wow. Wait, that’s not right. WOW. W-O-W. Much better.

This thriller had me up until 3 a.m. Here’s a pretty accurate visual of what I was going through: eyes straining, head pounding, palms sweating, trying to desperately reach the end because I needed to see how the story would wrap up. I was absolutely not disappointed. I wasn’t right either. More on that later.

What looks like a suicide turns out to be a story with more layers that have yet to be uncovered. Maggie believes that her best friend has been murdered when all the obvious signs point to suicide. However, Maggie is adamant about truly knowing who her best friend was and knowing that she would never –could never—be capable of ending her own life. But Celine is dead, yet the evidence doesn’t seem to be enough to convince Maggie.

Maggie comes to NYC to sort out Celine’s apartment, file and sell Celine’s prized collectibles, when things just begin to feel like maybe everything isn’t as it seems on the outside. As Maggie dives deeper into Celine’s life, a life that Maggie could have sworn she knew with her entire being, secrets come to light and Maggie starts to question everything she knew about her best friend. Maggie is surrounded by the people who knew Celine, the Celine that Maggie didn’t know, and she finds that these people may be hiding certain truths for their own reasons.

“I can tell he’s weighing his options. Give me the truth, or keep lying. The question is, will I know what I’m getting?”

This story introduces you to a plethora of characters that may or may not be whom they appear to be. I loved the idea of questioning everyone – who was innocent? Who was obviously (or was it obvious?) lying? Who was clueless? Reading HE WILL BE MY RUIN felt an awful lot like playing a thrilling game of “Guess the Killer” where every turn felt like you could be that much closer to figuring it all out. All of my hunches were 100% wrong – not sure what that says about my gut feeling.

K.A. Tucker absolutely exceeded all of my expectations with this romantic suspense title. HE WILL BE MY RUIN will captivate you, leave you reeling and will have you questioning your own intuition. Be prepared to be ruined in the best way possible. Now, can anyone direct me to the nearest HWBMR support group?



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“Can tenants come up here?”
He eases himself upright until he’s sitting within the hammock, his brown suede slippers planted
firmly on the cedar platform below. The blanket falls to reveal the long-sleeved cotton shirt that clings to his body. It’s nowhere near warm enough for twenty-degree weather. “They can come to the room, sure.”
I survey the arbor gate behind me again, and the wooden lattice fence that stretches all the way
around, framing this little garden. “But not into here.”
He kicks off, somehow managing to balance himself while the hammock sways. “It’s one of the
few perks that comes with my job."
“And the building owner really doesn’t care? Because I feel like this would be a code infraction
or something. What if there’s a fire and the tenants have to come up to get to the fire escape?”
I’m rambling, but if I keep talking then it can’t get awkward and I won’t be forced back inside.
“My experience is people travel down when there’s a fire.” He chuckles as if that’s the silliest
idea, his English accent making me smile. “But if they come up here, then I guess they’ll have a nice
place to sit while the building burns.”
“Fair enough.” I pause. “Did Celine ever come up here?”
A shadow flickers over his face. “No. I didn’t see much of her at all, really.”
I’m not surprised. She was afraid of heights.
Silence hangs between us and I figure I have nothing to lose. I edge toward him with the tin.
“Trade you…One of these for a hit of what you’re smoking.”
At first Grady meets my question with a blank stare, and I think I’ve overstepped my bounds.
But then he grins, a handsome boyish grin that I never noticed before. One that makes him all the more attractive. “How do I say no to that?” He accepts the tin of cookies and then eases back into his
hammock, stretching a long, toned arm out to fetch the hidden joint from a planter. “It’s big enough for two,” he offers, gesturing beside him.
Normally, I would never think of climbing into a hammock with a guy I barely know, but there’s
something oddly familiar about Grady and the way he offers it. No leery glances, no winks. Nothing
overtly sexual beyond his natural presence.
And I’m too drained to care about any of that right now anyway.
“This could go disastrously wrong,” I warn, stepping onto the wooden platform.

About the Author

Born in small-town Ontario, K.A. Tucker published her first book at the age of six with the help of her elementary school librarian and a box of crayons. She currently resides in a quaint town outside of Toronto with her husband, two beautiful girls, and an exhausting brood of four-legged creatures.

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