The Witchwood Boys Did Me Dirty

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• Cenigh

  Finished October 12, 2025

  This one took much longer to read/listen through; it moved much more slowly than the first two. I feel like this series could have easily been a duet or a trilogy at the most, and it would have been better for it. Kate is definitely enjoying herself with her husbands. In this book I ended up liking all the guys. I loved Tanner right away, but it took me a while to warm up to Marlowe and Brooks (I really like them now as well, but Tanner still is my favorite). Kate is brave, sweet, and kind. She communicates her feelings with the men so she can build a stronger relationship with them. Kate is so afraid of losing her men and the life she now has with them; they assure her it will be okay in the beginning. You can feel their love and emotions for Kate, and Kate for them. It was so touching when they all declared their love for her. Wow, I didn't realize the plan was for Miriam and Dennis to follow Marlowe into the witchwoods, and that it was Miriam's idea to go there in the first place. Marlowe only agreed to it because she wanted to go and knew Dennis would be to chicken to go on his own with her. That was even more of a betrayal than we were led to believe, and he believed his friends were going to rescue him. Now wonder why he was so angry and disgusted and changed so much from the man he was before entering the woods. The cliffhanger is ridiculous (I knocked off a star because of it). Since there is another whole book over 500 pages, you know that it will somehow get reversed, but it's really annoying nonetheless to end it like that. It had the opposite effect than intended for me; instead of reaching for the next book right away, as I did with the previous books, I put it on a time-out and will pick it up in a couple of weeks, maybe. Their self-sacrifice for her was gut wrenching. When Brooks said he would die for her was a clue that it was foreshadowing something like this. When they were saying goodbye to her ghost, I wept; it was so heartfelt and devastating (I hate it when books put in someone sacrificing themselves by dying with them knowing there is zero percent chance of living, so someone else can survive). Just like I admitted to being lonely. Like Marlowe admitted to being left. Like Tanner, from the very beginning, admitted to being unloved. Brooks is struggling with feeling lost. “You make me look forward to waking up in the morning,” I admit, shifting my hips against him to keep his body hungry for me. “You make me feel like I know what the fuck I’m doing with my day. With my life. It’s nice that you handle things.” “Coming back here after so many years, this world might’ve just been a different sort of hell. The deciding factor, the difference between misery and happiness, was you.” People. People make home. I have people now. I think I can handle death. I’m not afraid of death. I’m only afraid of being lonely again. “We’re hypocrites and bastards, Kate.” Brooks puts his hand on my lower back, fingers splayed. “I’m surprised that falling in love with us made you forget that.” I almost trip again, but he holds me up and our eyes meet. “In case I wasn’t clear enough: I don’t just like you, Katelynn. I would die for you.” Brooks drags me closer, his lips brushing my temple when he next speaks. “I love you, Kate.” “I love you, too, Kate,” “As a woman. As a wife. As a painter with horrible taste in clothing and an endearing personality.” “You’re the first person I have ever loved in any capacity. My first person.” “You’re my happy accident, Kate. I love everything about you.” We haven’t gone on a single date. This, Kate, is our very first and we’re going to make sure that we brand it into your heart and soul, a memory to carry into eternity.” Marlowe chokes out a sound and slides to his knees, hands over his face. He really does have a soft, gentle core. Underneath the assholery. Underneath the prickliness. Underneath the trauma and the trust issues and the hurt. He’s deep and emotional, and I love him. I love them all so goddamn much.

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