A Pretty Kind of Violence
He only ever wanted one thing. To be hers.
Reth Hale is a killer—hollowed out and leashed by an evil far worse than his own. He was never
meant to want. Never meant to feel.
Until Sophia Sinclair made the nothing inside him want to be something.
For years, he watches her from the shadows, breathing her air in rooms she doesn’t know he’s
standing in. While she unknowingly scatters pieces of herself, he collects every one—because
only he understands their worth.
But when the family who owns him decides Sophia is the perfect way to tighten his leash…Reth
makes a choice.
He takes her.
Now Sophia’s locked inside a house pulled straight from her dreams—prisoner to a masked
killer who bakes her favorite pastries at midnight, turns up the heat when she shivers, and
leaves heart-shaped candy like it means something.
Like she means something.
Sophia tells herself he’s a monster. But she has spent years studying broken people, and Reth
Hale doesn’t feel like evil. He feels like damage. And that might be worse.
She has dedicated her life to fixing wounded things, and he might just be the most broken of
all…
…or the fracture that finally breaks her.
Please be aware that this series is intended for mature (18+) audiences only and will offend sensitive readers. A list of common triggers you will find in every book:
- Stalker
- Obsessive anti-hero/ Obsessive love
- Captive romance/ Forced proximity
- Protective masked killer
- He falls first (and harder)
- Trauma-bond
- Broken/damaged hero
- Sunshine/soft heroine
- Slowburn
A Lovely Kind of Madness
The worst thing he ever did wasn’t killing. It was loving her.
Reth Hale is still a killer — still hollowed out, still leashed. But now he has something he never accounted for. Something to lose.
He comes back to her every time. Damaged. More damaged than before. He shows up in the dark
and for a few days Sophia Sinclair’s world makes sense again — his hands, his voice, the
muffins he makes before dawn because he doesn't know any other way to say I love you.
Then he leaves. He always leaves.
Back to her.
The woman who broke the boy and built the weapon.
Valeria doesn’t just want the assassin. She wants every ruined piece of the man beneath him —
branded so completely with her name that he forgets he ever had one of his own. And she is
willing to burn everything down to get it.
Including the woman he killed for. Lied for. Chose.
Sophia has spent her life studying damage. She knows what a man looks like when he’s been
taken apart and stitched back together wrong. She knows Reth is running out of pieces.
Loving him may be the most dangerous thing she’s ever done.
She knows what this is going to cost them both.
She’s choosing him anyway.
A Delicate Kind of Carnage
He gave her his heart.
Now the monster wants the rest.
Reth Hale went into the dark to end the monster who made him once and for all. Instead, he
found a betrayal that cut deeper than anything Valeria ever carved into his skin.
Now, the weight of old lies and fresh wounds is tearing away the last pieces of the man he fought
so hard to become for Sophia.
“I love you.”
Those are the last words Sophia hears before a plane carries her halfway across the world. Now,
all she has are memories… and a hope that refuses to die, no matter how much it hurts.
But not knowing if he'll return isn't what scares her most. It's not knowing what version of him
will come home: the man who held her like she was the only thing keeping him human... or the
weapon Valeria spent a lifetime turning him into.
He doesn't know if he deserves to come back to her.
She doesn't know if she'll get the chance to tell him he does.
