I was a son,
A friend,
A brother,
A psychopath.
Eighteen years of being in a psyche ward; I was released into the world. Things have changed, Blake is married to Melody and is a father to my new fixation, Cereus. My beautiful niece who knows nothing of my existence. When consequences of past sins begin playing tricks on me, old cravings demand to be satisfied.
There is no cure for my kind of sickness.
I am void of everything but obsession.
I can’t love,
I can’t feel,
I am Desolate.
A friend,
A brother,
A psychopath.
Eighteen years of being in a psyche ward; I was released into the world. Things have changed, Blake is married to Melody and is a father to my new fixation, Cereus. My beautiful niece who knows nothing of my existence. When consequences of past sins begin playing tricks on me, old cravings demand to be satisfied.
There is no cure for my kind of sickness.
I am void of everything but obsession.
I can’t love,
I can’t feel,
I am Desolate.
I didn’t know what to expect from Desolate, but I can guaran-damn-tee you
that it wasn’t to fall for the sociopath. When I finished reading Empathy I was happy that Ryan got what
he deserved and though I must admit that I forgot all about last part of the
Epilogue that laid the foundation for this book, I still never would have
expected to finish Desolate feeling
like Ryan had been redeemed. Yet, Ms. Dukey has managed to leave me feeling
exactly that way. Now the hard part begins, writing a review that is spoiler
free while conveying how much I loved this book.
Desolate finds Blake and Melody together
eighteen years later, preparing for their daughter to go off to college in the
fall and planning to have another child. Their love and devotion to one another
is obvious as is the fact that they still have that “spark,” as evidenced by
the extremely hot kitchen sex they have in the beginning of the book. Clearly,
all is well in their world. Until Blake gets the call from Ryan’s psychiatrist
and learns that Ryan has been deemed to no longer be a danger to himself or
others and is expected to be released from the psychiatric hospital in the next
three months. At this news, I was likely as outraged as Blake was but obviously
for an entirely different reason. Sociopaths cannot be cured. As Ryan says
later in the book, there’s nothing to fix because it’s missing, not broken. My
outrage was not directed at the author. Oh no. Sadly, the narcissism that led
Ryan’s psychiatrist to believe that he fixed the unfixable exists in every
profession, including psychiatry. And as a highly intelligent sociopath, Ryan
would have easily been able to pick up on the doctor’s narcissism and
manipulate him to obtain his freedom. Nope, my anger was at the character who
unleashed Ryan’s darkness back into the world.
As for the rest of the story… Oh. My.
Goodness!!! Ms. Dukey writes so many twists and turns into the story that I
never saw coming, yet they’re all believable. I loved the relationship that
Ryan developed with Cereus and that after he spent some time with her, he
didn’t want to hurt her – no desire to whatsoever. His desire to protect her was
so thorough that any plans for revenge he had for Blake and Melody were
discarded because to hurt them, was to hurt Cereus. But you know what they say
about good intentions – the road to hell is paved with them. Where Empathy was about Blake’s redemption, Desolate is Ryan’s trial by fire and
it’s a freaking bloodbath. But we are talking about a serial killer here, so
that’s not surprising. Again, Ms. Dukey’s attention to detail when it comes to
the sociopathic mind is impressive and I can only hope that the epilogue is a promise
for another book in the series. Well done Ms. Dukey.
I have always had a passion for storytelling, whether it be through lyrics or bed time stories with my sisters. I wanted to be an actress growing up so I could live many roles but I learned early on that my mind was too active... I would want to change the script.I would watch films and think of ways they could of improved the story if they took another direction so i thought it best that i tell my own.
My mum would always have a book in her hand when I was young and passed on her love for reading, inspiring me to venture into writing my own. I tend to have a darker edge to my writing. Not all love stories are made from light, some are created in darkness but are just as powerful and worth telling.
When I'm not lost in the world of characters I love spending time with my family. I'm a mum and that comes first in my life but when I do get down time I love attending music concerts or reading events with my younger sister.
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