Honestly, I don’t know how to feel about that.I was a good girl once, but now I dance with devils. Our fates are entwined, at least until we sort out this mess. The original deal I struck with the Kings of Chaos is null and void, and despite my plan to walk away from them when this was all done, there’s no way I can do that now. Nothing makes sense anymore, and if I thought I might find some peace in knowing that the men who hurt us are dead, I was wrong. James refused to stay at the bottom of the river where Knox put him.īecause someone dragged his body up from the depths and laid it out as a very public, very gruesome warning.īecause I swear it was Hannah’s eyes I saw behind that mask. I should be sipping cocktails on a beach somewhere, breathing easy for the first time in years.īecause that asshole Ivan St. To let their demons loose on me.īut maybe these Kings of Chaos have let my pretty face fool them.īecause I'm just as vicious as they are. Even though they've agreed to help me, I know they want to punish me too. They’ll give me a chance to exact my vengeance, and in exchange, all they want is… Lucky for me, the last name on my list is someone they’ve got their own grudge against, so instead of killing me, they offer me a deal. But it turns out revenge is a messy business, and when I end up in the wrong place at the wrong time, I royally piss off four brutal, twisted, gorgeous men. Six people who turned me into the monster I am now. Six people who wronged me, who hurt me, who took everything from me. Some people wear their heart on their sleeve. I was a good girl once, but now I dance with devils.
I’m a loose thread to them-but somehow, I’m becoming more than that too.Īnd no matter how much I try to deny the terrifying attraction that pulses between us, I know if I don’t find a way out of this tangled web soon… These three dangerous brothers will do anything to make sure I keep my mouth shut about what I saw, even if it means stalking my every movement. They don’t… but they don’t forget about me, either. When they drag me from the blood-soaked bed, I’m certain they’re going to kill me too.
On the night I’m meant to give my body to a brutal Russian mobster, three men storm into the room like dark shadows and kill him before he can claim me. So when I end up desperate for money and out of options, I agree to sell the one thing I have left: my innocence. My parents are dead, my adoptive mother is a drug addict, and the mean girls on campus mock me for my scars.
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