Book Details
Format
Kindle
Pages
626
Language
English
Published
Jul 31, 2026
Description
I was raised to be useful.
Good daughter. Good liar. Good at cleaning blood out of places no one ever thinks to look.
My family didn’t teach me how to love.
They taught me how to hide bodies, how to stay quiet, how to make murder disappear.
So I ran.
Now I live small on purpose. Two jobs. Early mornings. Sleepless nights. I keep my hands busy and my head down. I smile when I’m supposed to. I pretend I’m harmless.
Most days, it works.
Until him.
I thought he didn’t notice me.
I didn’t realize he was cataloging me.
Studying my tells.
Tracking the cracks.
Waiting.
Because I’m unraveling. My past is catching up. And Zyran doesn’t ask what I’m running from.
He already knows.
He doesn’t save me.
He doesn’t offer escape.
He offers ownership.
He looks at my darkness like it belongs to him, and for the first time in my life, I wonder what it would be like to stop hiding. To stop cleaning up other people’s sins. To let someone else be the danger for once.
I should run.
I should disappear.
Instead, I stay.
And I let a man who whispers devotion like a promise decide what happens next.
Maybe broken girls don’t need redemption.
Maybe we need someone willing to kill for us and call it love.
And God help anyone who comes looking for me.
As this is a dark romance, the author highly recommends reading the 'content warning' page.
Good daughter. Good liar. Good at cleaning blood out of places no one ever thinks to look.
My family didn’t teach me how to love.
They taught me how to hide bodies, how to stay quiet, how to make murder disappear.
So I ran.
Now I live small on purpose. Two jobs. Early mornings. Sleepless nights. I keep my hands busy and my head down. I smile when I’m supposed to. I pretend I’m harmless.
Most days, it works.
Until him.
I thought he didn’t notice me.
I didn’t realize he was cataloging me.
Studying my tells.
Tracking the cracks.
Waiting.
Because I’m unraveling. My past is catching up. And Zyran doesn’t ask what I’m running from.
He already knows.
He doesn’t save me.
He doesn’t offer escape.
He offers ownership.
He looks at my darkness like it belongs to him, and for the first time in my life, I wonder what it would be like to stop hiding. To stop cleaning up other people’s sins. To let someone else be the danger for once.
I should run.
I should disappear.
Instead, I stay.
And I let a man who whispers devotion like a promise decide what happens next.
Maybe broken girls don’t need redemption.
Maybe we need someone willing to kill for us and call it love.
And God help anyone who comes looking for me.
As this is a dark romance, the author highly recommends reading the 'content warning' page.