Sunday, February 23, 2014

Review: Sing ( Songs of Submission #7 ) by C. D. Reiss

Sing by C. D. Reiss

Take my hand, my love.
On sinews of air we tread
Aught but distance our guide
With no tempo to our gait
No endpoint drawn
Neither plot nor plan
By the thorns of a compass rose
We bound toward the horizon




I love this last installment even though there was a lack of sex this time due to Jonathan's condition. I have read the whole series back to back and already overstuff myself with their non-stop action. 

We got our HEA, but I can't believe this ended the way it did. There were so many unanswered questions. Did C. D. Reiss just wanted to forgo those plot that she built up or what?

Rating 4/5