“Did he feel as good as I did?”
I can't believe I am saying this about a KV Rose book but I think this book healed me? It has all the twisted personalities, vulgar language and disgusting spice you would expect from KV but it's almost as if this story has the energy of a cinnamon roll black cat. And of course I thought I knew everything, and I might have, until the last five sentences.
“Reluctantly, I shift my gaze to his. Gray-silver irises. Too intense. A lock of blond hair fallen just above one eye. He has such a beautiful nose. I suppose the devil really was an angel, wasn’t he?”
I did receive this arc from KV and if you know me you know I am a KV die hard. I will read anything she releases but I have this affliction where I am brutally honest. Even for my favorite authors. This book was everything. I believe it clocks in around 500 pages long and it was not nearly enough. I kept pausing the last quarter of the book torn between getting answers and not wanting the story to end yet.
“What’s loud is her. What’s loud costs me the fucking goal. Jealousy like I’ve never felt surges up my spine, into my brain. She’s poisoned me.”
“Kissing is not what I want to do to my teammate. I want to fucking devour him.”
This story follows Neve, our heroine, and our two angry anti-heroes, Faust and Sylvan, as the three collide one dark night outside the collegiate hockey arena. One is running away from someone, another is catching the other, and the third is stalking their prey. The night ends with a murder but no one is admitting to it. Faust and Sylvan know each other as much as teammates can read each other without words, but nothing more. Why did the team captain, Faust Darling, not sign the professional contract? And why does Sylvan Connor's parents never come to his games? And if Neve Devine is studying to be a psychologist, shouldn't she be able to figure out who is a murderer? Relationships are tangling and bodies are piling up but who is betraying who?
“Eventually, he was going to stab you too, let your blood clot the snow.” His breath sends shivers down my spine as spots pop in front of my eyes. “Maybe I can save him the trouble...after all, it’s so much easier to fuck a corpse if she’s still intact.”
KV has this method where her stories are primarily character driven, almost breaking you down just to maybe heal you at the end, but interwoven is a chilling plot that drives a need to be solved. Betray Me Once exquisitely captures the knife edge balance of progressing the plot, developing the character relationships, and keeping you in rapt suspense. I seriously could not put this book down and one moment I thought I had it all figured out just to be thrown out the window the next moment. I fall in love with almost all of KV's heroines and Neve was no exception. She is very relatable and my heart broke so many times with her destructive thoughts. And of course I adored both Faust and Sylvan. I mean those names, they were destined to be adored. I wanted to wrap them in the bubble wrap and never let them go. Obviously Neve would slit my throat.
“He nudges his nose against mine and my heart feels as if it’s going to fly out of my fucking chest. “Are you?” he whispers. “Going to ruin me?”
“I feel like melting here. Just like this. Only for tonight. Maybe I’ll fuck it up in the morning. But tonight, could I keep him?”
My final note is KV Rose, despite hating love triangles, is an actual queen at them. Boy of Ruin anyone? That shit still haunts me to this day. Armed with the knowledge this was going to a be a standalone, I was expecting to be devastated at the end of this. But I wasn't and I swear I meant it when I said I think this book healed me.
“His eyes don’t leave me; I feel him like a brand. Like he’s marked me as his, and maybe he has. It was his name I said when I came undone.”