You can run, but you can’t hide, Little Doe.

Wes is in Greece when he catches a glimpse of wild brown hair in the crowd, sending a thrill down his spine. He’d know those curls anywhere. But she couldn’t be at the wedding of his best friend…right?

And yet, there she is, dancing with the bride, her smile as contagious as ever. It doesn’t take long for the spark between them to flare back to life. But Zoë left for a reason, and she’s worked hard all these years to keep it from him.

Zoë runs, and Wes chases. His primal instincts kicking into overdrive. This is his second chance, and he isn’t going to let her get away this time.

He knows she’s keeping secrets, and he’s determined to hunt them down.


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A war is coming, and the lines have blurred.

It looks like Motshan has betrayed us, giving up our location and killing off our people like flies. Now, I’m the one picking up the pieces.

My father is dead, leaving behind a divided family that we may just be able to take advantage of. Only if we can call a truce with Motshan, and come together.

But I also want revenge.

The gang that kidnapped me is still out there, living their lives without punishment. And the man my father hired to kill me, is still a mystery. I won’t be able to rest until all those who wronged me are taken care of…for good.

There will be a lot of lives lost before I can get my happily ever after, but nothing is going to stand in my way this time.

My boys found me, but a rift has formed.

Weeks ago I was steadily gaining their trust, finding my place in their lives and their beds. Now, it seems I’m the wedge driving the three of them apart.

I’ve been beaten, starved, and kept in the dark. All to come back to three men who can’t agree whether I’m an ally or a mole. But we have bigger problems to solve.

There’s a new player in the game.

The latest contender for the Dulca throne just so happens to be my favorite cousin. He was my best friend, my partner in crime. If I can get my boys to trust me long enough to keep them from starting a war, my family’s secret weapon could end up being the key to bringing our organizations together.

But I have no clue what Motshan is hiding up his sleeve, and we might not be able to come back from the carnage it could cause.

Him

I am the monster that lurks in your nightmares.

Evil incarnate. A sociopath. A murderer.

I kill women who are guilty of nothing other than being in the wrong place at the wrong time.

Women like Lyra.

Her yellow raincoat flapped in the cool breeze when she walked by, that blonde hair making her look like a drowned rat as she stopped to taste the rain.

She wasn’t like the others, but my demon wanted her.

We followed her. Watched her. Obsessed over her.

She is ours. Of that I’m certain.

We will pull her into the depths of our darkness and keep her imprisoned there.

Until we meet our end.

Lyra

I am ordinary in every way.

Average looks. Mundane job. Boring life.

But when he looks at me, I become something else entirely.

His gaze stalks and tracks me like a game of cat and mouse, his eyes licking fire over my skin every time they glance in my direction.

My thoughts are consumed by him every moment he’s out of sight.

He is my obsession. I can’t let him go.

And once he shows me his true form, I know I’ve captured him forever.

He is mine. Of that I’m certain.

I will follow him to the depths of darkness and happily submit to his madness.

Until we meet our end.

Puoi correre, ma non puoi nasconderti, cerbiattina.

Wes è in Grecia, quando intravede in mezzo alla folla una selvaggia chioma castana, che gli fa correre un brivido lungo la schiena. Riconoscerebbe quei boccoli ovunque. Ma non può essere proprio lei al matrimonio del suo migliore amico… giusto?

Eppure, eccola là, a ballare con la sposa, col suo sorriso contagioso come sempre. Non occorre molto prima che la scintilla scatti di nuovo fra di loro. Ma Zoë l’ha lasciato per una ragione, e ha lavorato duramente tutti questi anni per tenergliela nascosta.

Zoë scappa, e Wes la insegue. L’istinto primordiale di lui si mette subito in moto. Questa è la sua seconda chance, e stavolta non le permetterà di fuggire.

Perché Wes sa che Zoë le sta tenendo dei segreti, ed è determinato a farseli svelare.