Lords of Wrath (Royals of Forsyth University, #2)

by Angel Lawson

Killian might be a monster, but he’s never worn a mask to conceal it.

Tristian might be a creep, but he’s never dressed it up in pretty lies.

Rath is the kind of evil that infects you. He gets inside your blood and hides there, wounding you in places that won’t become apparent until he’s done with you. He’s ...

But life is harsh and cold and cruel, and I think it might be like I am with the guys, constantly having to untangle the dark from the light, clutching any bit of goodness close, just to make it to the next monkey bar.

But if there’s one person in the cab of the truck who owns the other, it’s her. I belong to Story Austin. And I’m pretty sure I always have.

The hard truth is that Tristian probably loves her. The harder truth is that maybe we all do.