Sicko by Amo Jones
Author: Amo Jones
Genre: Romantic Suspense
Publication Date: September 1, 2020
He was my foster brother.
He swore to protect me.
They all failed.
I’m an open box of passé photographs, snapped in chaste daylight, but filtered in sepia. I’m the past that he tried to forget, and he was the future I needed. When he left four years ago, I screamed for him every night. But then it all stopped. My screams were suddenly muffled by cruelty, and further coaxed by pain.
But he has come back. He’s not the cute big brother I had a furtive crush on, or the bad boy, rich brat that I hated to love.
He’s the ruthless vice president of Wolf Pack MC, and he doesn’t answer to Royce Kane anymore.
He answers to Sicko.
Reviewed by Melissa
Sicko is signature Amo, with twists that you won't see coming. Amo's imagination is one hell of a place to be and luckily for us readers she share's what in her head with us.
So when I started reading this book I thought okay so we got some hot, rich guys who clearly are the leaders. And ok wait, one's got a foster sister. Ohhh is this going to be one of those books ??? I literally settled in and thought heck yes Amo take me there.
And then, well and then she took me for a ride I didn't expect. She pulled the rug right from under me and I thought Gawd dangit Amo what in the cinnamon toasted crunch is happening here. Yeah totally stole that from a meme I saw and you know what it fits the bill so great here, cause Amo went in a completely different direction then what I was expecting. And it was deliciously dirty and I loved every freaking minute of it.
By the end of it I was like Holy Shizzzzzz what in the heck was that.
Brilliant as usual.
Now to patiently wait for more from Amo.
Amo Jones is a USA Today & Wall Street Journal Bestselling Author, totally winging this author thing (she’s probably doing it all wrong). She likes cake, loves wine, and her religion is magic (Slytherin). She’s a profound work-a-holic, but when she’s not writing, you can find her chilling with her kids & Husband at the nearest beach, with a cocktail in her hand.
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