Maniacs

his was the fourth and final book in the Depraved Sinners series by Sheridan Anne.

Synopsis

It’s raining, it’s pouring.

My three kings I’m mourning.

Devil to wed. I think they’re dead.

This phoenix will rise come morning.

They’re dead.

I feel it right down in the bottom of my soul.

They were snatched away like trophies in the night and slaughtered before my very eyes.

Those three gunshots will forever ring through my mind, tormenting every waking minute of my life.

BANG! BANG! BANG!

Roman. Levi. Marcus.

The true leaders of the DeAngelis family and the rulers of my heart.

I will avenge them.

I will tear Giovanni limb from limb if that’s what it takes.

All I know is that I won’t stop until it’s done.

Giovanni DeAngelis will die, and when he does, it’ll be me who claims his throne.

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Trigger Warnings

Rape

Sexual abuse

Torture

Murder

Kidnapping

Explicit sexual content

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Review

Brutal. Passionate. Devastating. Engrossing.

WOW. What a fantastic conclusion!

"Fuck, I can’t wait to watch them rise. They’re going to burn this whole fucking family to the ground."

And now the rest of this review has spoilers, but come on...It's book 4! How do I do this without spoilers??

Sheridan Anne really wanted to torture us with that cliffhanger at the end of Savages. But we knew that it would take much more to kill the three DeAngelis brothers.

"They were supposed to be invincible. They were supposed to be my rocks, my three devils on the coldest nights."

I love how Shayne, Marcus, Levi and Roman perfectly compliment each other and how their relationship grew throughout the series.

Shayne was a total badass in this book! I loved it everytime she went against the guys when they were trying to protect her. And the brat was able to hold her own.

"You’ve got scars no woman should have to bear and the kind of nightmares that would scare even the devil himself. You’re fierce, loyal, destructive, and fucking gorgeous in every possible way. Me and my brothers have never been so lucky to have stumbled upon you. You’ve made us whole again and given us a purpose when we were on the cusp of giving up."

I don't know what it says about me but Marcus is my brand of crazy. His playfulness, bloodlust and how deeply he loves Shayne...fucking perfection.

"All we want in this whole fucking world is to see you rise like a phoenix and get everything you deserve and more."

“I don’t know what the fuck it is about seeing you covered in death, but it brings me to my knees every goddamn time.”

I'm sad that the series is over but what an ending. I couldn't have been happier with how things were left.

This is going to be one of those sweet bedtime stories that I’m going to share with the baby, and he’s going to grow, learning of the wonders of this night, and knowing every damn moment of it was nothing short of perfection. I mean, does that make me a bad sort-of-mom? Maybe telling him bedtimes stories about murdering his rapist sperm-donor isn’t exactly a decision other Moms would make. Though, I can’t say other Moms are really in our unique situation with two psychopathic uncles who thrive on bloodlust and a Father who can snap a neck in two seconds flat.

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Notable Highlights

“You know I’d burn down villages just to be able to have one more day with you?” he murmurs into the night, his voice so soft that I can barely make out the words. A grin pulls at my lips, and I relax back into his side, folding my arm over his chest. “You know, when men make declarations like that, most women would roll their eyes at the dark promises they know their man would never actually follow through with, but you … you’d do it without even thinking twice, and that’s what scares me.”

"Because he loves you, Shayne. You heard what he said. There’s not a damn thing he wouldn’t do for you, even if it means giving himself up to keep you safe. You’re the most precious thing in his life. You’re his whole fucking world, just as you are to me and Marc. Had you been taken again, had they hurt you … or worse. It would have killed every one of us. If he didn’t walk, Empress, then I would have. The same goes for Marc.”

“If I just like … chop it off, is he going to bleed out too fast?” Marcus nods and holds his hand up, making a tight circle between his fingers. “Clamp that thing like a cock ring and you shouldn’t have any issues, plus you won’t get as drenched in blood.” I give him a wide smile and bat my lashes, feeling all the love in the world. “Thanks.”

“Hickory dickory dock,” I grin. “Giovanni’s losing his cock.”

Marcus laughs and holds the bloody cock up against Roman’s forehead. “Look, babe. Roman really is a dickhead.”

There’s nothing quite like tying your girl to the bed and turning her into a cream donut.