Born to sit on opposing thrones.
They were never meant to fall.

Tanner Ayers is the heir of the Texas Ku Klux Klan. Fed nothing but hate, violence, and intolerance from the day he was born, Tanner kills for his cause without remorse.
Until he meets Adelita Quintana, the daughter of the most brutal cartel boss in Mexico.
Adelita and Tanner hate each other instantly. But there is something between them that neither can explain or deny. Hate turns to desire, desire turns to love, and for the first time Tanner sees how wrong his whole life has been.
For years, Tanner does everything he can to find a way for him and Adelita. He walks away from the Klan, his family, everything he ever believed, and joins the Hades Hangmen. But now the Hangmen are at war—not only with his own family, but with Adelita’s too.
When Adelita and Tanner are thrown together again, they are forced to fight for a love that should never have been. For a love that puts them and everyone they have ever loved in danger.
The White Prince.
The cartel princess.
And a future that seems shrouded in darkness…

When we pulled up to the small chapel, I let the driver open the door and escort me inside. Candles were still lit, illuminating the dark room. I reached out to the old stone walls and smiled. I always felt safer here. At peace.
Free.
I let the rows of candles lead me along the aisle and down the stairs until I reached the place I knew Luis would be. As always, he was hunched over his books. “Adelita?” I’d shocked him. He glanced at the clock on his wall. “You’re here late.”
I checked the driver had stayed by the main door. When I faced Luis, my only true friend left here in Mexico, from childhood, I let my eyes fill with water and held up my hand, showing the ring. Luis’s eyes fell in sympathy, and his face paled somewhat. “Adelita,” he whispered. I shook my head. Luis was the one person I could let my guard down with. The only one who truly knew the real me, and . . .
“Tanner,” I whispered, and my voice caught on a pained breath. “Luis . . . what about Tanner?”
Luis rushed over to me and took me in his arms. I cried into his shoulder, hearing him lock the door behind us. Luis let me cry until my legs felt weak and all the energy had drained from my body.
Luis and I sat on his small couch. He held my hand, just like he had done, years ago, when I’d fallen for the prince of the Ku Klux Klan . . . when Tanner had had to leave me . . . and in the months, then years, when I didn’t hear from him. When he didn’t return.
“Diego was always determined,” Luis eventually said. He sighed and faced me. I knew my face would look tired and worn. Luis squeezed my hand tighter. “When?”
“Three weeks,” I said, my voice broken with sadness. I laughed without humor. “I’m sure you’ll be told come morning.”

 

 

 

 

Tillie Cole never ceases to amaze me. Creating this dark world, where the souls have been tortured, abused until almost to death, following the journey of the Hades Hangmen, Austin Chapter. The men and women who love fiercely, with all their being, fighting for what they have.

“Live free. Ride free. Die free.”

Once you become part of the family, they fought your battles. Every means necessary to take down the ones who could threaten one of them.

Each book introduces a new couple and this time it’s about Tanner and Adelita, a story that made in a glass case of emotion, heartbreaking but so beautifully told and written. How two souls who destined to hate became soulmates. How the abuse and the lies, made them enemies firsthand. Being kept in the dark made them realized how wrong the ideology and their families’ affairs were more sordid that I seemed to be. Love raised from the darkness and the twisted, a forbidden love, but a kind of one in a lifetime, that even death would tear apart.

Each book had reached a high level of tension. The pressure was on. The Hades Hangmen were at war and in the middle stood Tanner and Adelita, born to be raised as legacy but only being the faces and puppets.

Tanner realized how wrong his own family was, twisted, too deep in their illegal businesses, the Klan, The White Power Supremacy. That man suffered from his father’s abuse, turning his back and left when he fell in love with the enemy but couldn’t be seen or being really together. A relationship that would end badly. He was brave but still being haunted by the choices he had to make, the love of his life he had to left behind. The white prince; a traitor to his blood.

Adelita has been sheltered all her life, being the Cartel princess, a firecracker who could stand on her own. The moment she met Tanner, she reached all kinds of hatred, knowing exactly how to push his buttons, to drive him mad. A consuming, hot-scorching relationship that turned into true love but left heartbroken. Missing the other part that made her whole.

This kind of tragic love story totally got me, made my heart race. I’ve been holding my breath for so long, reading about that raging war, about how blow after blow, they were still standing, united as ever. There were some parts that made so emotional, when the tension was palpable, feeling so much.

I can’t seem to believe that it’s already book seven. This series where each book kept me captivated, conveying so rough and powerfully emotions. It’s still dark, where the worst atrocities were allowed to occur, the main characters, who had so much strength, selfless and protecting their family. After all this time, it’s still on of my favorite series, ever. The narrative was poignant, sinfully romantic, beautifully dark. Next book, please!