Bones
The demon biker who spared me is my last chance at survival, but trusting him could be more dangerous than death.
Sloan:
I begged him to kill me. Death was supposed to be my way out. But Bones—this demon biker with Hell in his eyes—refused. Now, I’m stuck with him, a lethal protector I don’t understand, and the attraction between us is as dangerous as the enemies hunting me.
I’ve been trapped by my past for too long. My power is a ticking bomb, and the Justicars after me will stop at nothing to get it. Bones is my only chance to survive, but trusting him might just be the last mistake I ever make.
Bones:
I should’ve killed her. Sloan was the enemy. But when she begged for death, something in me snapped. I couldn’t do it. Now, instead of taking her life, I’m guarding it with everything I’ve got.
She’s a human with a power that makes her a target. She doesn’t know it yet, but she’s mine to protect. My fate mate. And I’ll tear through anyone—demon, fanatic, or worse—who tries to take her from me.
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