Every Last Breath by Jennifer L. Armentrout

The story resolves the relationship issues and turns to more internal struggles as Layla faces her fears and discovers her inner strengths. Action-packed and steaming, the third installment of The Dark Elements series lives up to the high expectations set by the first two books. And Layla is the only one who can stop him. Then there is also the matter of the Lilan, the evil step-brother intent on bringing about Armageddon.

Seventeen year old Layla has a tough choice to make between the Warden she has been crushing on her whole life and the sexy Demon who recently swept into her life.

Not something I can say about many books. What reaction did this book spark in you? Anger, sadness, disappointment? She did a good job bringing life to the characters. What does Saskia Maarleveld bring to the story that you wouldn’t experience if you just read the book? No, but I won't likely buy more from this author. Has Every Last Breath turned you off from other books in this genre? The story itself could have been fine but this book was sadly hard to get through unlike the first two in the series. I feel like if you grouped up all the ridiculous and childish 'dirty' talk, kissing, describing how hot the guy is and the main character describing whatever just happened back as though we are too stupid to know what just happened, this book would be half the length. The majority of the book was just filler. This one almost felt like it was written by a different person. Definitely up to par with other books I've read from this author. If I don’t kill him first, that is.What disappointed you about Every Last Breath? The only way I’m getting out of this alive is by sticking close to Daemon until my alien mojo fades. Turns out Daemon and his sister have a galaxy of enemies wanting to steal their abilities, and Daemon’s touch has me lit up like the Vegas Strip. But when a stranger attacks me and Daemon literally freezes time with a wave of his hand, well, something unexpected happens. until I spotted my hot neighbor, with his looming height and eerie green eyes. When we moved to West Virginia right before my senior year, I’d pretty much resigned myself to thick accents, dodgy internet access, and a whole lot of boring…

Every Last Breath by Jennifer L. Armentrout