Author: Jay Crownover
Series: The Breaking Point #1
Release Date: October 18, 2016
Don’t be fooled.
Don’t make excuses for me.
I am not a good man.
I’ve seen things no one should, done things no one should talk about. Honor and conscience have no place in my life. But I’ve fought and I’ve survived. I’ve had to.
The first time I saw her dancing on that seedy stage in that second rate club, I felt my heart pulse for the first time. Keelyn Foster was too young, too vibrant for this place, and I knew in an instant that I would make her mine. But first I had to climb my way to the top. I had to have something more to offer her.
I’m here now, money is no object and I have no equal. Except for her. She’s disappeared. But don’t worry, I will find her and claim her. She will be mine.
Like I said, don’t be fooled. I am not the devil in disguise… I’m the one standing front and center.
Jay Crownover takes her bad boys to a whole new level in Honor. Having met Nassir in the Welcome to the Point series, I knew he had a story to tell and that it would be epic. Honor did not disappoint as Jay Crownover delivered something dark, dangerous, and impossibly hopeful with Nassir and Keelyn’s story. This book was fantastically raw and beautifully gritty – the perfect depiction of love in The Point and a phenomenal start to an exciting new series. From the first page to the last, Honor held me captive with its vibrant imagery, gripping emotions, and unforgettable characters. Jay Crownover effortlessly sparks a chemistry between Keelyn and Nassir that is absolutely volatile and utterly addictive. I loved the push and pull between this surprising pair and I quickly found myself falling in love with their intense connection, scorching passion, and entertaining dialogue.
“I’m always going to come after you, Key. It doesn’t matter how fast you run or how far you go. I’m always going to be right behind you.”
Nassir was every bit the anti-hero I knew he’d be and then some. Jay Crownover carefully constructed this character to be a man of extensive layers, each one holding a deeper, darker secret than the one before. As the story progressed and Nassir began to unravel, I found myself feeling for the man that had endured so much death and depravity from the moment he entered the world. While Nassir was very much the self-professed devil I expected, there was something else beneath the ruthless and controlling king of The Point that gripped my heart and wouldn’t let go. With Keelyn, Nassir demonstrated a thirst for something more that filled the pages with an unexpected sense of hope and had me appreciating the smallest acts of love and loyalty as the unprecedented gestures of respect and devotion they truly were. By the time this story came to a close, the devil had somehow stolen my heart and I was irrevocably head over heels for Nassir Gates.
“If you try to lock me up in a cage, this fragile thing we have between us will shatter when I beat it against the bars trying to get free.”
As far as heroines go, Keelyn was incredibly empowering. From the beginning she was strong, independent, fierce, and completely unashamed of who she was and what she’d had to do to stand on her own. Jay Crownover wrote a character that not only lived her life unapologetically, but who also embraced the power she had over men in order to thrive in The Point. As Keelyn held her own with Nassir and fought just as hard for him as he had for her, I found myself wholly invested in this heroine and anxiously rooting for her happily ever after. Jay Crownover did an incredible job at allowing moments of insecurity and vulnerability to shine through Keelyn’s seemingly impenetrable shell, and it was these flawed instances of genuine emotion that allowed me to connect with this character on a much deeper level. While Keelyn was often underestimated, I loved how easily she proved the world wrong with her smarts, sass and undeniable sex appeal. Jay Crownover conjured up a true force of nature with this unlikely heroine.
“I could wait for her while she realized this was hell on earth—and when you make your home in hell, you want to have the devil in your corner.”
Perfectly paced and exquisitely written, Honor delivered a great balance of thrilling action, heartfelt emotion, and sizzling chemistry that kept me firmly hooked on Nassir and Keelyn’s journey. Jay Crownover has created such a unique setting with The Point and each new novel reveals unexplored facets of this unforgiving city for readers to discover. Honor dove deeper into Nassir’s business, bringing back a few familiar faces and rekindling my excitement for several seemingly unknown entities that promise to possess one-click worthy stories of their own. I’m counting the days until Stark and Booker finally get their say. Jay Crownover has truly outdone herself with Honor. Her writing absolutely shines, capturing every nuance of this complicated couple and bringing Nassir and Keelyn to life along with the broken dreams, filthy streets, underhanded dealings, and reprehensible personalities that make The Point their home. Sexy, smart and suspenseful, Honor packs a powerful punch that will leave you begging for more.
I was in the Point for less than a day when I got word that the man that ran the streets wanted to see me. I like to lay low. I liked to blend in, but here it didn’t see like that was an option. Instead of desert sand, the battleground here was asphalt and concrete, and as soon as my presence was known, it was as if this place recognized the fight lying dormant inside of me. This city called to it. I don’t know why I instantly felt like I fit, but I did. So I went to see the man in charge, fully expecting to offer him the last of my cash in order to gain a foothold in the desolate kingdom. I was a survivor. I could do without money for a little bit. No man was more resourceful than I was.
I walked into a disgustingly gaudy strip club, offended by its crass ugliness. I was expecting to meet the ruler of the land, state my intentions, and let him know I would bow to no man here or anywhere else ever again. I was expecting a shakedown and maybe some strong-arming since I was obviously foreign and undocumented. I was technically legal since my mother had been an American citizen before she fell in love with an extremist, but I hadn’t really existed on paper since she handed me over to killers and radicals when I was just a kid. Mossad didn’t want me to be anything other than their trained attack dog, so they hadn’t offered up any proof of identity for me during my time at the end of their string. What I wasn’t expecting was that my cause, my reason, my purpose for living, and my something to believe in would be dancing nearly naked on a horrifically ugly stage, looking like she was going to cry at any second. She was so much more than freedom.
She was Honor.
She was beautiful, young, innocent, and so obviously resigned to her fate. It pulled at a heart I was stunned to find I still had buried somewhere deep underneath the brutal history that filled up the inside of me. It was the first time I felt it beat, and the pulse of its yearning scared and electrified me in equal measure.
I started to move toward her like all those invisible gods I spent my life killing for were leading me directly to her when suddenly a man twice her age and triple her size leaped from his seat next to the stage and hurled himself up onto the platform directly at the girl. In the blink of an eye he was on top of her, rough hands all over her naked flesh. I heard her scream. I saw her long limbs flail and thrash under him. A red haze filled my vision and I forgot all about staying quiet and laying low. I forgot all about being a ghost, and realized that I could channel the fight that had been forged into my very soul, the fight that was slumbering restlessly inside me at that moment, into protecting something so innocent. She woke the fight up and she kept it alive.
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Don’t miss the rest of the series:
Dignity (The Breaking Point #2)
Respect (The Breaking Point #3) – Booker & Karsen’s Story
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Jay Crownover is the New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of the Marked Men, The Point, and the Saints of Denver series. Like her characters, she is a big fan of tattoos. She loves music and wishes she could be a rock star, but since she has no aptitude for singing or instrument playing, she’ll settle for writing stories with interesting characters that make the reader feel something. She lives in Colorado with her three dogs.