Wicked Dark Heathens

What tangled webs we weave . . .

He's everything I don't want. A playboy. A beast with a cunningly gorgeous smile. Faces like his only mean one thing. Somewhere underneath all of that handsomeness, there lies a monster.

And if anyone can sense a monster, it's me.

I understand cruelty. I've lived and breathed it my entire life. I existed on the 'charity' of others until I realized that it wouldn't be enough. My demons would soon be set free. They were coming back for me and to be ready for them-to be ready for him-I needed to make myself invincible.

But it's not enough. If I'm going to survive then I need to make an alliance with a monster of my own: Abel Frazier.

Contains mature themes.