The Reaper (Dark Verse #2)

by RuNyx

I don’t want to fix him. I want to fix me. And he’s the only thing that seems to be working.”

“You,” she whispered to the space between them, “Tristan Caine, are a beautiful, beautiful man. And my heart beats for you.”

With pasts bathed in death, with foundations bathed in blood, he had found something so precious he wondered sometimes if he wouldn’t go through all of it again just to find her.