I’d started writing everything about her down. I didn’t want to forget.
The color of her hair. The depth of her eyes. The stubborn shape of her jaw. The way her lips shaped words with such expression. The way her voice made my chest ache. The way she gave advice beyond her years.
The way she listened like she cared about every word.
The way she made me feel—Alive.
Every curve and hollow of her body was recorded, in my mind, and now my hard drive.
There was a bit of truth in every lie, and even if it had only been fed to me in the smallest increments, I wanted, needed to remember the real Iris.
Because in the end, there was one irrefutable thing that I couldn’t deny.
Hostage or hustler, sinner or saint, whatever she was or wasn’t, whether she lied to my face or taunted me with hints of the truth, all of this seemed always to defer to the more pertinent fact at hand.
She was mine.
After yet another shocking discovery, followed by a disturbing letter, Dair is almost certain Iris has left his life for good. He tries his best to move on.
Easier said than done, and when an unexpected and dangerous opportunity arises for him to find out what happened to her, he doesn’t hesitate to take it.
As usual, with Iris, the answer leaves him more lost than the question.
Every revelation is shrouded in mystery, and every disclosure leaves Dair more in the dark than ever.
And when finally, the messy truth is revealed in its entirety, will he be ready for it?
This is the final installment in Iris and Dair’s story
This book is intended for readers 18 and up.
Here´s the thing. Reading book 1 and 2 was exciting. I loved how things were wild and that I was constantly kept in the dark. In this one….I was kind of fed up. The cat and mouse chase frustrated me endlessly. There was so much fabulous build-up in the first 2 books that I assumed something grand would happen in the third one. Something that would shock me speechless, knock me out of my socks, or even something that would make me wake my husband in the middle of the night just to have someone to talk too right away.
That didn´t happen. The whole story was about finding out what Iris was up to. All the missing pieces had to be found and when that finally happened in the last half of this book….the story wasn´t as interesting anymore. Dair ( that poor SOB ) was so hopelessly in love with the much younger Iris that he put up with everything that happened to him. One minute Iris was there, loving Dair the way he needed to be loved and appreciated, and the next minute she´s gone again with less or even no explaination at all. And when everything comes to light he still loves her. A-ha. Well, that might be interesting for other readers…..it wasn´t for me.
At the end I nearly gave up reading the book. I felt that Dair needed to set his standards a little higher. Chasing after a young blonde who constantly disappeared made him stand in the desperate corner.
There were indeed some good sides to the story. The sex, the dialogue, and the writing….they were good.
Not saying I hated this book. But I didn´t go nuts over it either.
Would I recommend this book?
Hmm….yeah. But only read about how their story ended. If this were a stand alone then I would NOT recommend this book.
Would I re-read this book?
Since this is a series, I´d say no. This wasn´t my cup of tea.
The Divas are giving Dair ( The Wild Side #3) by R. K. Lilley 3 out of 5 champagne glasses.