He broke my heart once.

Now its my turn.

Gage:

Violence and I go way back, but waking up in a shallow grave in the middle of the bayou? Thats a new low, even for me. I didnt come home to Devils Garden looking for trouble, but this town is itching to pick a fight with me.

Now, Im stuck relying on the one man I vowed never to face again. Wyatt is older, smarter, and stronger. Better than an orphan like me in every way—and he made sure I knew it when he cruelly rejected me five years ago.

Me? Im everything he should avoid. But heres the thing: hes no longer treating me like a mistake. His eyes burn whenever he looks at me, raw and primal, like hes undressing me layer by layer.

But no matter how magnetic he is, I cant risk letting him close enough to hurt me again.

Wyatt:

I loved Gage even when I knew I shouldnt. Now, hes back—and all grown up. The reckless boy I spent years keeping out of trouble has returned a man: hard, muscled, and cocky as hell. Gage is a walking weapon wrapped in temptation, and Im falling again the second he looks at me.

But Gage doesnt want love. Not from anyone, and especially not from me. He doesnt believe in it. Ill settle for scraps if I have to. Ill take his body, his fire, his pain—anything hell give me—but I wont stop until he sees himself through my eyes.

But in a town as dirty as Devils Garden? Love might not be enough to save us.