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Dark Romance, Romantic Suspense

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Book 3 in the BLOOD Brothers

This series must be read in chronological order, to avoid spoilers

The closer I get to the truth, the further away it feels. Every step I take is met with resistance—not just from the monsters still chasing me, but from the very men who have sworn to protect me. Especially Bones.

Cold. Controlled. Ruthless.

He watches me like I’m the problem he’s been ordered to solve, not the woman desperate to find her missing sister. And maybe I am the problem—because I won’t stop. Not for him. Not for anyone.

But when a lead surfaces, one so risky even I can’t believe I’m willing to chase it, he doesn’t shut me down.

He should. Especially when the others are so violently opposed.
Instead, he offers help. Conditions attached. Motives unclear.

For once, Bones and I are on the same page, even if that page is stained with blood. Maybe he wants me to fail. Maybe he wants me gone. Or maybe, somewhere under all that armor, he understands what it means to lose someone and not be able to let go.

Either way, I’m taking the chance. Because this might be my last shot at finding Amorette before she disappears forever.

And if I have to break every rule—and every heart—to get to her, then so be it.

*Please note this is a reverse harem and the author suggests you always read the foreword in her books. Contains some dark elements including trauma in the present day and the past, as well as mature situations, and is definitely intended for 18+ This is book THREE of FIVE total.

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Book 3 in the BLOOD Brothers

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I was part of the team. It gave me purpose and a place. What we were doing mattered. Stopping these sick bastards mattered. But they mattered too. These men—brilliant, unpredictable, and gloriously outside the lines—had let me in. And that meant something. It wasn’t just their brains or their bravado—it was their belief in me. In this fight. And suddenly, I wasn’t just surviving. I was belonging.

The new safe house, as it were, was… a house. They definitely had a way of getting what we needed. I wasn’t even going to ask this time.

It was late afternoon when we got in.

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