My brother? He's dead. My first love? Dead.

Accident or murder?

I am alone.

Until I'm not.

My first love left behind three brothers, and for some reason they won't leave me alone. No matter where I go or what I do, there they are. Always watching in the shadows, waiting for something to happen, but what?

The oldest, Grayson, says hes trying to keep everyone safe. Hes overbearing, controlling, demeaning. But even more so, lonely. I see myself in him, maybe we will be each other's salvation? Or will I be his demise?

The middle, Axel, he got out of prison just in time to hear the news of his twin's death. He is angry, domineering, and keeps pushing me to my limits and then past them. Especially in the middle of the night when I think I'm alone. To everyone else I'm Sunday, but to him? I am just a little lamb.

The youngest, oh sweet, kind, supportive, Darius. I don't think I would have made it through my grief without him. But why is he the most dangerous of the three? He is crawling into my skin, worming his way into my heart, stamping himself into my very soul.

I try my best to steer clear of them, but in doing so I stumble across a dangerous trap.

It was laid especially for me, and if I'm not careful?

Well, it might just be my day to die.

Join Sunday as she navigates the waters of grief, the devastation of first love, and the possibility of a truth so painful she might just wish she could forget it all.

This is a why choose romance, Sunday will end up with multiple men. Check the TWs.

This is book 1 of the Star-Crossed duet.