The Mercenary and the Mortician (The Silent Hollow, #1)

by Alexandra St. Pierre

To everyone who’s ever had to save themselves. May you find your Ryan.

I wondered if I had just signed a deal with the devil my mother had always talked so much about.

What did a mercenary and a mortician have in common? Dead. Fucking. Bodies.

It seemed I had a brat on my hands, which was literally my favorite. I loved it when they fought back. I got to punish them and teach them their place.

You were made to help people, Cal. Not hurt them. And I will never forgive the man who fucking took that away from you.”

Ryan called you an angel, though… I shook my head, ridding myself of the thought. Thinking of Ryan would do me no good. I needed to get him out of my head.

The damage was done. I was in love with this beautiful, dark, broken angel that had forced his way into my life, and there was no going back now. The only thing I could do was try to keep him alive. And that was what I was going to fucking do.

I was getting soft. Or maybe… Ryan was worth crying for. I was his dark angel. He’d been waiting for me for his whole life, and I’d never showed up…

“I want to be the person you count on to help you achieve your dreams, not the reason they go up in flames.”