Description: After one hellish year in which their lives nearly were claimed by a madman—and with a new baby on the way in just a matter of weeks—Jennifer and Alex decide to spend this particular holiday season in Manhattan with their extended family of friends, if only so Jennifer can be close to her doctor. With that decision made and no travel plans on the horizon, one would think that this holiday should be a breeze, right?
Not even close.
First, Blackwell and Lisa butt heads over who’s the best choice to throw Jennifer’s baby shower. As infamously strong-willed as Blackwell is, she’s soon rattled to find out that Lisa is no pushover. In fact, she’s hellbent on proving that she can stand up to Blackwell with ideas of her own…in ways that might leave the reader howling.
Second, there’s Cutter and Daniella, who are headed straight for a break-up due to Daniella’s insistence that they move in together Will they be kissing under the mistletoe after weeks of not speaking? After Blackwell has a heart-to-heart talk with her daughter, readers might be surprised by the outcome…
Third—and perhaps most dire in this book—is the appearance of Ava Kent, Jennifer’s abusive and cunning drunk of a mother, who suddenly crashes back into Jennifer’s life in ways that are so corrosive and toxic, it sends an already fragile Jennifer literally to her breaking point.
In “Annihilate Them: Holiday,” expect all the romance, love, sexy times and laughs that you’ve enjoyed in the previous Holiday books, but also expect much more drama, especially when it comes to Ava. When she dares to threaten Jennifer with one mother of a deception that sheds new insight into Jennifer’s past, she does so with a fierceness that darkens these holidays in the coldest of ways.
Note: Make sure to read “Annihilate Them” before you read “Annihilate Them: Holiday.”
- Original Title:Annihilate Them
- Author:Christina Ross
- Rating:9.16 / 10
- Publisher:Published February 26th 2017 by Christina Ross
New York City
Meredith Rowe hated lying to her two daughters, but with so much at stake—specifically, her high-profile status in New York society, which could be shattered if word of this got out—what choice did she have? None.
And so she lied to them.
“Mom, are you going to answer me, or are you just going to continue to turn in front of your mirror and check out your ass in that new dress of yours?”
It was her eldest, Sarah, who had asked the question. Meredith looked at her in the mirror sagging against the door to her dressing room and had to stifle a sigh.
Why in the hell couldn’t that girl get thin? She was fourteen years old and still saddled with fat, which irritated Meredith to her core because she had been trying for years to get her daughter’s weight in line.