Undeniable - Madeline Sheehan
♥♥♥ 4 Long F*cked Up Stars ♥♥♥



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Mark Twain said, "The Two most important days in your life is the day you were born and the day you find out why."
I don't remember the day I was born but I remember the day I found out why.
His name was Deuce. He was my "why". And this is our Story. It is not a pretty one. Some parts of it are downright ugly. But it's ours.
And because I believe everything happens for a reason, I wouldn't change a thing.

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"I am Preacher's little girl. And I'm gonna be just like him when I grow up (...) And instead of being the club President, I'm gonna be the club Queen cuz I'm gonna marry the biggest, scariest biker in the whole world and he's gonna let me do whatever I want because he's gonna love me like crazy."

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Eva Fox first laid eyes on Deuce West when she was five years old and from that moment, she knew she was in love. Deuce was twenty three years old at the time, but the sweet little girl with pigtails made a huge impression on him, one he would never forget. I thought it was a bit weird that a little girl would fall in love so early in her life. But anyways, Eva reunites with Deuce when she is twelve years old for a short moment. She has developed and is already garnering attention from all the boys. But now she has a brother, a sixteen year old orphan named Frankie that her father took in. Frankie is very protective of Eva. He is one crazy mofo. I am talking way past off his rocker. And he is also very scary!!



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"Hey," I said softly and cupped his cheeck.
"Yeah?"
"What about your dream?"
His face went dimples. "I'm lookin' at it, darlin"."
Oh. Crap. My heart felt near bursting. I was absolutely done for. This man owned me, body and soul, and everything in between.

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Deuce West sees Eva again when she is sixteen years old. She has grown into a beautiful young woman and can't help but feel desire for her. He knows he is sick for even thinking it (Yeah, he totally is) but he can't stop. Eva is a bit more sexually aware of herself and wants Deuce bad. An event makes their relationship change. They later meet again when she is eighteen years old, and once again their relationship has altered, they have now become lovers.



This book was one big frustrating rollercoaster tale of how two people, who pretty much lose themselves to "the life". Eva was innocent and kind, but all of the abuse, cheating, rape, etc... have caused Eva to become hard, and a bit unstable. She is no longer the girl she was. She is now a broken woman with no real direction in life. Deuce is an anti-hero. He cheats, kills, and can say the most cruel of things that honestly had me wanting to castrate him. I couldn't understand how he could be so mean and so tender and sweet, all at the same time. He gave me whiplash. I hated him and liked him.



Sometimes I felt like they should just let each other go and move on. But then other times I felt they were so perfect for each other they should always hold on. They both made some very bad decisions in their life which led to both getting really hurt by them. I got angry, teared up, swooned, laughed, and pissed off all over again. It was one crazy ride of a book, but I completely devoured it. I couldn't and didn't want to stop reading. It reminded me a lot of The Sons Of Anarchy, which I LOVE! The ending was great but I felt like it was a bit flat, just a tad. Still, I enjoyed it and I can't wait to read the next.

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"Name's Deuce, sweetheart. My old man here is Reaper. It was nice talkin' with ya."
She put her tiny hand in his, and he squeezed.
"Eva," she whispered. "That's my name, and it was so, so great to meet you, too."
He smiled.
She smiled.
The rest is fucking history.

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