Reading in the Mountains

Finally done with the Royal Elite series.

Yes, I know there’s still an epilogue. No, I do not care. I have emotionally clocked out.

Ruthless Empire doesn’t flirt with the line between hate and desire—it sets it on fire and watches it burn.

Silver is untouchable. Cole doesn’t believe in limits. And whatever is happening between them? It’s not romance—it’s obsession dressed up as control, spiraling into something darker with every page.

Power games. Twisted loyalty. Possession that feels more like a threat than a promise.

Love here isn’t soft—it bites.

And yet… this one didn’t hit. Not my couple. Not my chaos. Not my obsession. Where the rest of the series had that addictive, unhinged pull, this felt weirdly flat—like all the intensity was there on paper, but none of it landed. Also… why is everyone fighting demons at this level? And the mothers?? Every single one a walking red flag factory. At some point it stops being depth and starts feeling like overload.

I wanted toxic. I got exhausting. Anyway—I’m sprinting into God of Ruin because Legacy of Gods? Superior. No debate.