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 “She healed me. She
broke me. I set her free. But we are in this together. We will end this
together. The rules of this ancient game can’t be broken.”

Nila Weaver no longer recognises herself. She’s left her lover, her courage, and her promise. Two debts down. Too many to go.

Jethro
Hawk no longer recognises himself. He’s embraced what he always ran
from, and now faces punishment far greater than he feared.

It’s almost time. It’s demanding to be paid.

The Third Debt will be the ultimate test…

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WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAT?!?!?!?!
What the heck was that? That wasn’t a cliffhanger. I’m not hanging from a cliff
here! I’m sliding down the mother-freaking summit to end all mother-freaking
summits!!! I understand how Jethro feels because I feel like I’ve been buried
under an avalanche of emotions. I’m overwhelmed, yet numb. My mind has been
boggled.
Third
Debt

is an intense series of highs and lows. I don’t want to call it an emotional
rollercoaster because there’s not a lot of happiness found within and what bits
of happiness do occur are tainted by the darkness that pervades the Hawks. It’s
a bad case of whiplash in the very best way. This installment picks up right
where Second Debt ended, with Nila’s liberation
from Hawksridge Hall. Nila has no understanding of the repercussions her
departure will cause and as awareness sets in before she has even left the
grounds she tries to return to Jethro but is unable to. As Nila learns yet
again that she has absolutely no control over her life, Jethro is forced to
face his failure in collecting the debts. Cut’s cruelty knows no bounds, but he
attempts to convince Jethro (and the reader) that he does love his son as he
offers Jethro an alternative. Yet all are aware that there is no choice being
given, rather Jethro’s trading of one cage for another.
As
the third debt must be paid, it is obvious that Nila must return to Hawksridge.
And while she does so with a plan, she underestimates Cut’s cunning and finds herself
in a worse situation than in the beginning. The level of detachment and
coldness that Jethro displays in Third
Debt
exceeds that of previous installments, yet Cut’s cage proves to be an
unworthy opponent in the face of Nila’s love. But a woman in love can only
endure so much abuse of her heart, body, and trust before that love is snuffed
out and the third debt promises to do just that … cut the tie that binds Nila
and Jethro once and for all. Yet again I found myself disgusted by the Weaver
ancestor’s behavior that led to the third debt. Honestly, I’m not sure whose
depravity disgusts me more – the Weaver ancestor or Cut and Daniel. Granted,
Kes and Jethro are not innocent in their actions, but they don’t take pleasure
in collection of the debts the same way that Cut and Daniel do. And that
ending. I have not felt the fear for Nila in any of the installments that I do
now for her. I see the Fourth Debt as
a train wreck (and I’m not talking about the writing) – I don’t want to be
witness to the horrifying events that are soon to become a part of Nila’s life
and yet I can’t NOT see them. I HAVE to know what comes next. I have to know if
the ending of Third Debt is as it
appears or not. I take nothing for granted when it comes to Ms. Winters’
writing and thus begins the countdown to the Fourth Debt AND the Final
Debt
. Fingers don’t fail me now.
Nila
dropped the jumper onto the desk, cupping her breasts. “Does this count as
acceptable to you?”
I
couldn’t breathe.
Everything
I’d been running from made my head pound, my cock beg, and the drugs in my
system to fucking disintegrate.
What
was it about her? Why did she have this control over me? And why was I utterly,
ridiculously helpless around her?
God
fucking help me.
Didn’t
she know the more she antagonised me and made me slip, the more likely Cut
would give her to Daniel and fucking slaughter me in my sleep? I wanted to
strike her—hammer the precariousness of our situation home.
“Why
did you bring me here?” she murmured, skirting the desk.
I
couldn’t tear my eyes away from the hard pinpricks on her chest. She couldn’t
be cold—not in this furnace. That meant she was turned on.
My
mind instantly went to one question. Is she wet?
“Kes
told you. Our secrets are now yours.”
“I
don’t think that’s the only reason.” Closing the distance, she licked her
bottom lip. “I think you wanted me off the estate, so you could have me without
anyone seeing.” Her voice layered with sex and invitation. “You wanted me away
from the cameras, so you could drop the act and show me the truth.”
Fuck.
I
cleared my throat. “What truth?”
“That
all of this is a lie. That you’re still the man I fell for—playing the same
game you said you were sick of before I left.”
Shaking
my head, I tried to clear my thoughts. “You’re once again delusional.”
Swallowing hard, I ordered, “Go down to the sorting floor. I have a meeting to
take care of—”
“No,”
she breathed. “I’m not going anywhere until you stop being an asshole and show
me the real you.” Closing the final distance, she stood beside me, crackling
with mischief and lust.
Locking
eyes, she undid the button and zipper of her jeans. “Don’t hide from me,
Jethro. I can’t stay strong if you cut me out.”
My
legs bunched to push the swivel chair backward. One heave and I could launch
myself free and run from her web. But somehow, I couldn’t. I remained tethered
in place; breathing fast, fear swamping my lungs.
She
grabbed my wrist. “Don’t fight it. You can’t fight the inevitable.” Without a
word, she pressed my hand into her trousers.

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