He bled and didn't flinch. Three weeks before my wedding, I crashed into a stranger's car on a rainy night. He didn't call the police. He didn't ask for my insurance. He pressed an envelope of cash into my hands, his blood still warm on the paper, and said five words that dismantled my entire life. No police. We'll find a way. I should have driven home and forgotten him... moreHe bled and didn't flinch. Three weeks before my wedding, I crashed into a stranger's car on a rainy night. He didn't call the police. He didn't ask for my insurance. He pressed an envelope of cash into my hands, his blood still warm on the paper, and said five words that dismantled my entire life. No police. We'll find a way. I should have driven home and forgotten him. I should have married the man who kissed my forehead like I was furniture and folded my secrets into neat piles and never once asked what they meant. But I went back. To the crash site. To his building. To his bed. He knew my name before I learned his. He knew about the affair before I did. He knew the ring was loose before I took it off. He is not a safe man. He is not a gentle man. He is a man who operates in the spaces between what's legal and what's necessary, and he has enemies who will use me to destroy him. I had a wedding dress. A seating chart. A mother who said it would never last. He gave me a reason to prove her right. DEVOUR is a dark romance with explicit content and ends on a cliffhanger. Book One of the Devour Trilogy. Reader discretion is advised. less
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