Showing results for "Salvation" in Crime Fiction

I was the party crasher. He was the Devil. Three months ago, I suffered a moment of insanity and had a one-night stand without even knowing who the man was. It was hot and unforgettable. I tried to forget him, but there are moments I swear I can still smell his aftershave. Little did I know he's the head of the Bratva. Alexei Koslov. My family's worst enemy. There's a thin line between love and hate, and I'm straddling it.

Running away and becoming someone new would be far easier if the demons of my past didn't insist on showing up at my doorstep. Turns out that leaving an evil Russian Bratva leader at the altar after helping stage his assassination only pissed him off and made me a target. I tried blending, but hiding in the shadows under a fake alias is no longer enough. It should have been easy to keep my distance from the MC member burdened with protecting me. He is just as averse to commitment as I am, yet he's been the only person ever to see me, even through all the smoke and mirrors I keep between us.

Every family has a fixer. The person who is always expected to solve every problem. Even as a kid, I knew the role I had in my Crowne family would force me to live a life in solitude, surrounded by people, yet alone in many ways. After convincing myself that I was fine on my own, I finally found my person. A man buried so deep in my soul that it broke me a little inside every time we connected. As I was always reminded though, my role was to fix others. Not become the one who needs fixing.