Lovely Wicked Things
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The third and final installment of the Hollow's Row series. Halen I've created a monster. When past and present collide, the fallout feels like the death of my morality. Every time I look into Kallum's clashing, feverish eyes, I see a dark omen-the threat of what we'll do to each other if our desires run wild. While the Hollow's Row case comes to a head, a new heinous player enters the scene. As the Alchemist threatens the town, I'm torn between a promise to help my friend, and my loyalty to Kallum-the man who has sacrificed everything for me. I've created a monster-but he's my monster. And if...
The third and final installment of the Hollow's Row series. Halen I've created a monster. When past and present collide, the fallout feels like the death of my morality. Every time I look into Kallum's clashing, feverish eyes, I see a dark omen-the threat of what we'll do to each other if our desires run wild. While the Hollow's Row case comes to a head, a new heinous player enters the scene. As the Alchemist threatens the town, I'm torn between a promise to help my friend, and my loyalty to Kallum-the man who has sacrificed everything for me. I've created a monster-but he's my monster. And if I can't control Kallum's chaotic nature, I'll lose him...just as I've lost everyone I've loved. There could be a future for us, but only if we don't damn ourselves first. Kallum The moment Halen St. James crashed my world, I made a vow to harbor her darkness, the lovely spark who ignited my black soul. But now, it's time for Halen to finally step out of her shadows. I would do-and have done-anything to keep her mine. I've become a villain to protect her. Even from herself. When she looks into my eyes with recognition, I'm a man reborn, redeemed by her cleansing fire. Only there's a vital piece of our story missing, and without it, I'll always fear losing her-a primal fear that provokes the demon within. The truth lies somewhere in the murky marsh waters, where killers and philosophers intwine, obscuring ancient wisdoms and feasting on the sweetest nectar. I was created for her, to devour her heartbreak, and she was designed for me, the muse to the devil himself.
