The final book in the Ruthless People series is here…
“Villains by Choice.”
Betrayed. Melody is nowhere to be found, Liam is in jail, and the Callahan family is cracking, just as Avian Doers, the FBI Director and puppet master behind their downfall, planned.
But just because they’re down doesn’t mean they’re out. To fight back, Liam and Melody will have to put everything on the line. The kid gloves are coming off, and no one is getting out alive. Nothing will compare to the reign of terror that is about to envelope the entire country. First they were Ruthless, now they are pure Savages. The end is here, and no one is safe…
Rating: 5 mind-blowing stars!!
Staring at the tube, I waited for the liquid to turn blue. That’s how we tested if it was pure or not…It turn yellow instead. The weakest form.
I’m a drug addict. There, lay it all out. I love my drugs because real life is damn mundane sometimes. Sure, it has its peak but most of the time, it’s like rewinding a clockwork inside you and a repetition of daily routines. So I get myself high. It’s like opening my eyes to a different world. For the first time, the world felt sharper, my senses became alive and my skin tingled and I breathed, truly breathed for the first time. I felt…intense. My heart loved and broke, I felt anger and joy and happiness. Aren’t drugs a wonderful thing?
I’m talking about books of course and this kind of drug won’t even physically harm me. Yay for good choices. Now like all drugs, books come in different tastes (I’m talking metaphorically of course). I experienced some really shit stories, some meh types, some good but there is a special type that would engrave in our minds for a long time: a book that could get us so mind-effed until they somehow blend into our reality. A book that can make you question every damn code you’ve been living on and your morality and judgment.
This book blared so effing blue I got high from the very first page (refer to the quote above).
When I started reading Ruthless People, I was amazed. I love mafia romance but most of the books tend to be about a hot mafia dude and our heroine falling in love with him. Basically, they are usually filled with air-head romances and misunderstood anti-heroes. Seriously, I’m getting real tired reading about a bad boy with a dark past and the abuse he went through which led him to be some sadistic bloke. Then the heroine would feel sympathy and try to fix him up and love all of his broken parts blah blah blah and they live happily ever after.
This book is different because it’s real, ugly and filled with anti-heroes with blood in their hands. And they didn’t try to justify it due to a shitty past or a shitty world. In this world, they were the villains and they were okay with it. There was never that shades of grey crap about a bad guy with good parts. They were good at being bad and they killed innocents including children and felt no remorse.
The characters in this book were never heroes. They didn’t need to be redeemed and the mafia was their choice of lifestyle. When I read Ruthless People, I felt my soul getting blacker and blacker – not because of the things the characters did, but the way I felt about these characters. I sympathized with them, cheered for them and wished they could get away with all the crimes that they did. I loved Melody and Liam – including all of their ruthless parts.
I read American Savages on the train to work, between lunches, and any spare moment I could steal before real life could shackle me again and chain me to the desk. I felt haunted under the hot sun while waiting for the traffic lights, my breath quickened and skin tingled while being packed like a sardine in the train. I was oblivious to my surroundings because my mind was pretty much lost – lost in the world of savagery and drugs and corruption. This kind of theme isn’t my usual cup of tea. I tried to read a book about a drug addict teen and street life and I couldn’t read further because it was too depressing. So I adored American Savages and the previous books because this wasn’t a road to redemption. Melody didn’t need any fucking direction to the right path. She didn’t give an eff about the right path and there was no emotional angst and self-loathing. Melody and Liam never tried to slay their inner demons. Instead, they joined hands and brought the world down to their knees.
Okay, before this review can turn into an essay, let me get straight into it.
“We were a team and you went rouge.”
Have I ever mentioned how much I loved Liam? And Melody too. They were both kickass people who could kill you if you so much tie their shoelaces wrong. The book started with Liam being in jail and Melody in goodness knows where. When Liam found the truth about Melody’s disappearance, he went ape shit (which was totally cool to witness cause I liked it when he went angry. It usually led to a mindblown sex afterwards 😉 ). Sure, Melody went rogue and did what she knew best: by handling everything herself. But what I liked was that Liam trusted her despite having no clue what was going on. I loved how family was everything to them and they would do anything for the sake of family. That was the Godfather I knew. It was so mafia that it got my blood tingling with so much anticipation.
To be honest, I wasn’t sure if American Savages would hold a similar savagery as the previous two. Melody became a momma and you know… I thought it softened her up a bit.
“Good. Is a car-seat installed?”
I didn’t want to know about the good Melody. I wanted Bloody Melody back and I feared her mother instincts would kick in and she’d start feeling sympathy and all that shit which would turn me off because Melody was a villain that I loved (Imagine Joker as a good dude. Ugh right?). So I was preparing myself for a disappointing finale until this happened:
“Kill them and burn this place to the ground,” I commanded.
I was wrong. Bloody Melody was still Blood Melody. Hell yeah! *high fives* Giving birth to Ethan didn’t turn her soft. Instead, she turned into the worst kind of tiger, obliterating everything on her path so that her cub would be safe.
Overall, it was a hell of a show with raining blood and bullets. The ending was perfect. I was stunned at how some events turned into a direction I couldn’t predict. I was amazed at JJ Mcavoy’s imagination and awesome writing skills. The story was clever, very well researched and I truly applaud the author for coming up with such a brilliant storytelling that made me wish for more.
And a parting note:
Never forget the ruthless because they won’t forget you.
**Review by Guest Reviewer – Aimi**
About J.J. Mcavoy
J. J. McAvoy first started working on Ruthless People during a Morality and Ethics lecture her freshman year of college. X number of years later, she is an insomniac who has changed her major three times, and is a master in the art of procrastination. If you ask her why she began writing, she will simply tell you “They wanted to get their story out.”
She is currently working on her next novel . . . so please bug her on Twitter @JJMcAvoy