Honey Boo Boo Chil’… Somebody send help because I AM the problem!

Let’s talk The Filthy Kings by Masterpiece. Whew. From the first chapter to the last page—just straight chaos, carnage, and chemistry. Baby, I’m already plotting on book two because… SON?! What was that?! It was crazy, scary, hilarious, nasty, and had me locked in the whole time.

Angel found out real quick that minding your business could’ve saved her, but nope—she crossed paths with a Detavio and her whole world got flipped. That man entered her life like a storm, and left her wondering what day it was. Absolutely unhinged.

Now let’s talk about my boo Natavi. She wasn’t even the target but got dragged in regardless. Collateral damage? Maybe. But Monster? He stepped all the way up. He was wild, possessive, and exactly what she didn’t know she needed. And don’t get me started on how they balanced each other—chaos and calm, pain and passion. It was giving everything.

The Decebal men? Chile. Unhinged, broken, fine, dangerous, and toxic in ways that had me questioning my morals. Their parents might’ve ruined them, but Angel and Natavi brought fire, healing, and a whole lotta smoke.

This book right here is what a dark romance is supposed to feel like. It had me clenching my pearls and reading like I was hiding state secrets. The filthy was filthin’. The drama was dramatic-ing. This the kind of book you don’t even post under your real name—just know it’s THAT good.