Merciless

Now she has it.

Una

I should have stayed away from Shane O'Reagan.

For ten years I told myself that chill
in his eyes was disgust.

I was wrong.

The O'Reagans deal in silence. In men
who go into the bog and never come out. Shane is the one who digs the graves.

He
says I belong to him. That there is no more me. Only
us. And the terrifying
part isn't the blood under his nails or the things he's done in the dark.

It's that when he looks at me like I'm
his, I want to be.

Shane

I bury the bodies. I clean the blood.
I've never let myself want a single thing.

Until her.

For years I've watched her from the
shadows and built my cage one rule at a time. Look, don't reach. Want, don't
take.

She thinks I disgust her.

She has no idea I'd burn this whole
country down before I'd let another man touch her.

MERCILESS is a dark, possessive touch her and
die, Irish mafia romance. Perfect for readers of L.J. Shen, Emily McIntire, T J
Maguire, Somme Sketcher, and Mila Kane who like their heroes lethal, their slow
burns obsessive, and their happy-ever-afters earned in blood.

Contains mature content and dark themes.