R.I.P. by Charity B
General Genres & Darkness Level - Basic info & Content
Darkness Level 6
Contemporary
Extreme Taboo
Horror
Pitch Black
Stand-Alone Novel
Taboo
Tropes & Triggers - Although I try my hardest not to include any spoilers, these tags may give away a little more of the story. If you don't want to risk the possibility of knowing a wee bit extra about the type of content and aren't too bothered anout exact tropes then don't click here 🙂
Abused Hero
Abused Heroine
Angst
Blood Play
Child Abuse
Emotionally Damaged Hero/Heroine
Forbidden
Fucked Up & Intense Mix of Emotions
Incest
Knife Play
Mental Illness
Non Consent/Rape
On the Run
Pitch Black
Psychological/Mindfuck
Secret Relationship
Super Disturbing
Taboo
Virgin Hero
Virgin Heroine
My Rating is 5 Stars
Darkness Level – 6 out of 6
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Blurb
R.I.P. Part One: Rest In Peace ~ Malakai ~ On the outside, we look normal, like an all-American Christian family, but behind the walls of this church basement, we are far from it. My mother says it’s her calling, my father says it’s our blessing, and my sister says it’s fun. I say we’re fucked. I dont know if what we’re doing is really what God wants us to do, I just know that the more we do it, the more natural it feels. Natural. What we’re doing and the reason behind it is far from natural. In my family, love blends with hate, duty with torment, and blood with water. We are the Courtenay family and this is the story about how it all went wrong. R.I.P. Part Two: Rot In Pieces ~ Adriel ~ Her actions shattered my family, leaving it half alive. And I hate her for it. My brother is broken. His torment suffocates him as he claws his way through the aftermath of her decisions. Despite it all, he remains by my side. The life we knew has been gutted, rotting into a million pieces. We have no home, nowhere to go, but I don’t care because we still have each other. He’s the only one that can see beneath my flesh to touch me in my darkest places. Our choices have taken us on a new path. A shimmering sea of blood trails behind us on our search for purpose and reason. No matter what happens, I refuse to let anything or anyone keep us apart. I’ll burn the world to ash before I’ll let him go. *Trigger Warning: This book contains many triggers. If you are not comfortable reading about taboo subject matter, gore, explicit/graphic situations and disturbing content, this book may not be for you.
My Review Of R.I.P. by Charity B
This book? This book right here? This is the best kind of awful there is.
I have long ago stopped asking myself why I’m so fucked up 🙂 I don’t care why I’m fucked up, I just roll with it now.
And because I embrace who I am in all my fucked-up-ness, I LOVED this book!
Mhmm, this one had all the triggers.
ALL. OF. THEM!
Incest, non-consent, violence, mental illness, child abuse, darkest of dark stories.
Think of all of the awful things that could happen to child or person and I guarantee it’s in this book.
So, yeah…not for the faint of heart but it was sooo well written.
ADRIEL
Omg! I have never loved a wee psychopath as much as I do this lass!
Even her delusions and ‘creations’ are cute. Disturbing, yes but also adorable.
And although she has a craving for the…darker side of life I just can’t fault her.
She and her brother have been brought up in such a messed up household.
Their mum is ill. Very seriously mentally ill. And as with all mental illnesses, it is not her fault but it does affect her family to the extreme.
Basically mum hates Adriel and loves Malakai.
She thinks Adriel is evil and can’t even stand to acknowledge she exists.
Adriel knows this and guys, it just leaves her with a gaping hole in her soul as all she wants to do is love and be loved in return.
Well…most of the time, lol.
She’s the perfect mix of innocence and crazy rage.
But she’s different and all the kids at her school know it and have made her life outside the home as well as inside it just awful.
MALAKAI
This lad is not quite as fucked up as his sister is and I’ll be honest. I spent a long time wishing that he was!
Life would be so much easier for him if he just…stopped thinking about right and wrong!
He was never gonny get out of that house with all of his mental faculties intact. He just wasn’t.
Not after his mum loved him so much…too much…you feel me?
He tries so hard to be good. To do the right thing.
I wish he didn’t try so hard.
I loved him and felt for him and cried for him and cheered for him.
ALL. OF. THE. FEELS!
SICK & SEXY SCENES
This is another one where I need to say the following:
!!***TRIGGER WARNING***!!
He glistens in the setting sun, the blood appearing black in the dimming light. It’s all over him. Dripping from his jaw and smeared across his shirt. It’s the most captivating thing I’ve ever seen. With a hand on each of his cheeks, I kiss him. “I love you.” He swallows my whisper as his slippery hands slide to the back of my neck. His tongue slips into my mouth, deepening our kiss. Never separating from his lips, I shift around to straddle Carl’s cadaver. “He wanted to fuck us so bad.” I stroke the hilt of the knife and smirk at the raised eyebrows on Kai’s face. “It looks like he’s ready.” Moving my panties, I line the hilt of the knife up with my aching entrance, and slide down over it. “Fuck, Adriel.” His chuckle is erotically sinister. Oh yes, I like this side of him. His fingers tangle in my hair while he stands, undoing his jeans. They drop to the floor as he tears the shirt from his body. I clench around the knife the moment he releases his cock. Stroking himself, he smears crimson across his shaft. My hips move faster, blood covering my thighs and pussy. “Suck his blood off me.” He will never have to ask me twice. The coppery taste hits my tongue as I lick up his length. The forcefulness of his hand pushing against the back of my head causes little stars to burst in my tummy. I suction my mouth around him in quick, hard sucks. Gripping both sides of my head, he thrusts harder. “Oh, my God, yes. Suck my cock.” The sound of every whispered, “Fuck,” speeds up the pulse in my veins. At his words I rub myself faster, fucking the handle so hard, the corpse beneath me jolts with every thrust. My bottom hits the fabric of his dirty jeans with how deep I’m taking the hilt. I adore the sound of Kai’s moans even more than I loved their screams.
Final Thoughts on R.I.P. by Charity B
I know, I know! I’m a sick puppy but I lost myself in this dark and twisted book. I need more!
It’s love in all of it’s dark, bloody, twisted, confusing, glory.
But please take heed of the warnings, ok? Those of you that continue…you are my tribe!
5 Stars
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