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*favorite* BOOK REVIEW: Ruin and Rule (Pure Corruption, #1) by Pepper Winters

Title: Ruin and Rule
Series: (Pure Corruption MC, #1)
Author: Pepper Winters
Genre: Dark Romance
Cliffhanger: YES! Bloody, hell! YES!!!
HEA: NO!! >:(

"We met in a nightmare. The in-between world where time had no power over reason. We fell in love. We fell hard. But then we woke up. And it was over . . ."


She is a woman divided. Her past, present, and future are as twisted as the lies she's lived for the past eight years. Desperate to get the truth, she must turn to the one man who may also be her greatest enemy . . .

He is the president of Pure Corruption MC. A heartless biker and retribution-deliverer. He accepts no rules, obeys no one, and lives only to reap revenge on those who wronged him. And now he has stolen her, body and soul.

Can a woman plagued by mystery fall in love with the man who refuses to face the truth? And can a man drenched in darkness forgo his quest for vengeance-and finally find redemption?

I finished this book at 2:43 AM. After a full-day of just reading Ruin and Rule, it was almost 3:00 in 
the morning, and I was dizzy, drunk on the 26-Chapter madness, and my heart... well, it was in pieces on the floor.

This book was a mindfu*k and a half; blindfolded with mystery, tied-up in fear, and aching with angst. Questions and answers, right and wrong, want and need, truth and lies, cruel and kind, pleasure and pain... all balanced on the edge of a deadly, cut-throat knife.

Throughout the entire thing, I didn't know which was up or down. My mind was spin, spin, spinning...

I refuse to say anything about the plot because that's the best thing about this story; how each chapter tangled up your questions and answers, leaving you desperate for more. I don't think I ate, slept, or even breathed, properly while binge-reading Ruin and Rule. It was that...consuming.

And I recommend—if your heart can take it and your mind is strong enough—to go into this story blindfolded, gagged, and tied-up too. I couldn't imagine reading it any other way, even though it nearly broke me.

Ruin and Rule's Hero (if you can call him that; the beautiful, damaged bast*rd was defiantly an Anti-Hero) cut me open, then stitched me back together throughout each—and—every—motherfreggin' chapter... By the time I finished Ruin and Rule, my heart was mottled with bruises, gaping with wounds only his redemption could heal.

Kill is my first-ever dark book-boyfriend. Because I loved him and hated him with a passion I've never experienced before... in any book that I can think of. I haven't felt that much for a Hero Anti-Hero in soooo long. And, to be honest, I don't know if I can tolerate any more of Kill's soul-aching pain that he forced on me—but he's addictive, and I am desperate for more of him.

And there were times... especially this one time... where Kill took it too far. My already fragile heart shattered into nothingness. Tears prickled at the backs of my eyes. His shocking, awful betrayal of was too much for me. And it when at that moment, that I started to not even hate but loathe him.

Too bad, by that point, I'd already fallen in love with his broken, brooding character. So adoration and loathing warred inside my heart for Kill. I didn't know which one I felt anymore; they blurred together until positive and negative collided, became one confused star burning bright and hot inside my chest.

The heroine in this book (I won't mention her name, because where is the fun in that?) was both strong and weak. And—just like Kill—I both loved and hated her.

I loved how strong she seemed; how she she faced terrible fears with an open-mind and stared into the darkness of her nightmares unflinchingly. Throughout the book, the heroine drank her pain like it was whiskey and she lived for the burn of it sliding down her throat. I rooted for her. I cried for her. I was confused with her. I loved with her. I cursed at her. I hated for and with her. I just pain felt for and with her—every living-dream and waking-nightmare.

Although there were some lots of times when I wanted to shake the heroine until her teeth rattled. I wanted to yell and scream at her that she was being stupid, and to stop making excuses for the Hero's Anti-Hero's heartbreaking acts.

But you know what? Even though the heroine suffered from incorrigible optimism (especially when it came to the Anti-Hero), she was never a doormat—not really...

Because when the heroine finally—finally—snapped, she crackled and popped in a fire of her own madness. Then a smile slit my lips, a crazy cry of vengeance on the tip of my tongue. I loved her, hated him, loved him, and hated her all at once until my emotions were as tangled as hers were.

Then her fire was doused and everything took a beautiful, soul-searching turn for the better... or was it for the worst? At this point (even though it's only been 6-hours after I've finished the book) I can't remember if what happened(s) was a good thing or a bad thing:

Bad because I wanted him to pay, to hurt—even though he'd already suffered immensely. But Good because I wanted them both to love—even through all the hurt and pain they'd caused and were still causing.

I was—and still am—terribly conflicted. This book both Ruined and Ruled me. I didn't—and still don't—know whether to love it or hate it.

All I know is, Pepper Winters, you've gained a new fan... even though (after finishing Ruin and Rule) I don't know whether to love or hate your genius. Also... when is book #2 coming out? Because I'm crawling out of my skin for it!! I NEED MORE KILL, I NEED NEED NEED TO KNOW WHAT HAPPENS.

*sobs uncontrollably* 

P.S. *I was given an ARC of this book from NetGalley. But I do solemnly swear that I am up to... good. ;) This is a fair and honest review of this book. Pinky promise.*