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The Slayer (Untamed Hearts #2) by Kele Moon

The Slayer Book Cover The Slayer
Untamed Hearts #2
Kele Moon
Fiction, Contemporary Romance
March 31st 2015

To Chuito the apartment was a self-imposed prison for a lifetime of sins. To Alaine, the girl next door, it was salvation from her overbearing, religious father.

He was a devil.
She was an angel.

Two people who should’ve never met, let alone become friends, but it’s not until they give into the dangerous passion that’s been simmering under the surface for five years that things go to hell.

On the outside, Chuito ‘The Slayer’ Garcia is on top of the world. He’s successful. He’s wealthy. He's a champion MMA fighter surrounded by friends who support him, but they don’t know what he was before he came to Garnet.

A gangster.
A thief.
An addict.
A murderer.

Now his past is churning up demons he can’t ignore. Chuito knows he needs to go back to Miami to end it, but there's something holding him back, a single temptation he can't resist before leaving.


She’s the one drug he can’t give up…even if it destroys them both.

“To me you’re coke. Fine. Smooth. Perfectly white. Very bad for me, but so fucking sexy I don’t give a shit. It’s worth going down for.” – Chuito Garcia

Val’s Review

Re-read 8/27/15

Edited to add THIS disclaimer:


I’m not racist.

So don’t get it twisted. So if you are one of those people who can’t take harmless jokes that perhaps touch on race, this is not the review for you.

And perhaps I’m not the friend for you; because, while not racist, I have no filter. And I take pretty much nothing seriously, especially myself. So you shouldn’t either.

Take me seriously, that is.

Just thought I’d throw that out there before I get anymore nastygrams.

End disclaimer.

5 Estrellas

This is me after finishing this book:

Este libro era tan increíble que ni siquiera puedo beging para describirlo. En serio, esto es, posiblemente, – me atrevo a decir – el mejor libro que he leído todo el año hasta el momento!!!


Hahahahahahaha, jay kay!!

For serious though, there was a LOT of Spanish in this book.

Which I know might be a problem for some people.

For this chola though?


I dug it.

My ex-boyfriend was, or rather IS as he’s still alive – well barely (jay kay again!!!), Hispanic and I was born and raised in Southern California…

…aka Mexico.


And before anyone gets upset, YES, I know that Puerto Rico is not the same as Mexico. I’m not a fucking idiot.

I’m just sayin’…Me habla.

Seriously though, that could be a picture right outta my high school year book.

In fact, here’s a little gem my brother-in-law keeps on the refrigerator for a bit of daily comic relief and spousal taunting.



Elllll. Ohhhhhh. Elllllz.

Oh, le sigh.

That is my sister and some of her friends in 8th grade.

She’s the jackass cracker in the Pendleton shirt who looks like she’s about to go knock over a liquor store.





And thank God she’s not on goodreads or she might shank my ass with her old sharpie eyebrow pencil for showing everyone her swagger.

But I digress.



Sorry, sorry, Lo siento!

Last one, I promise.

On to my gush fest review.

This. Book. Was. The. SHIT.


In all sincerity, I loved every moment – and believe me there were a lot of moments – as this thing was loooooong.

But I’m so glad it was.

Because we really got to know Chuito.

We got to witness his and Alaine’s love story.

We got to witness perhaps the most EPIC bromance of all time time between Chuito and Tino.


And Nova?


Boy, did he show the F up.

For realz though, Chuito, Tino, and Nova are now my own personal ORGASM brigade.

The banter in this book, between ALL of the characters – but especially those three gifts from above – was SO awesome I can’t even describe it.

In fact, my pointer finger (that’s how us fancy folk refer to the index finger) is so sore from all the highlighting I did that I might need some pot aspirin.

And before anybody get’s their panties in a bind, no I don’t smoke weed. It makes me pass out That’s a reference to events in the book.

Fellow Slayers will understand.

But anywho.

Unlike Viper’s Marcos – who was a total poser – Chuito was a true badass.

And so were Tino and Nova.


Bad. Ass.

The connection between Chuito and Alaine?


Totally jump off the pages palpable.

And the sex?


Ay Dios mío.

I could go on, but I don’t want to ruin the awesomeness for anyone.

This thing was just everything I want in a book and so well written.

All I know is, I can’t WAIT for Tino and Nova’s books.

And I will be hardcore stalking Kele Moon until they come out…


***ARC generously provided by the author in exchange for an honest review***