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I wasn’t looking for attachments. I certainly wasn’t looking to get drunkenly hitched to my coworker’s best friend, the very man I’ve been denying an attraction to for over a year. The thing is Kipp is gorgeous and kind and a self-proclaimed mess, and now that we’re married—and living together—all I want is to take care of him. But Kipp is only just learning about his submissive side. It doesn’t matter how good he is for me. It doesn’t even matter that he turns to putty every time I call him doll.

Ezra Hamilton hasn't felt the warm spurt of blood flow through his fingers or the indescribable feeling of pushing a knife deep into someone's flesh in a long time. Too long. He's been watching a man stalk women, curious as to what he's doing with them. Ezra's never encountered someone with similar dark tendencies before, and what starts off as genuine curiosity turns into much more when Kaspian turns the tables on him. As their chemistry builds, so does the mistrust. They both know they can't trust a killer, but their inner demons call to each other anyway.

Kissing my best friend was a stupid mistake. It earned me a few good hits to the face by his hulking boyfriend, Sebastian, and I can admit that I deserved that. Agreeing to let my stepbrother move in is another stupid mistake, and every single day since he moved in feels worse than Sebastian's beefy fists. Nicolas Aldana has always hated me. His dad marrying my mom ruined his life, and he never lets me forget it. And I hate him too. I don't care how big of a glow-up the guy has had, I. Hate. Him. But what I don't hate is the way his hands feel wrapped around my neck . . .

"Eine eisige Kälte breitete sich in mir aus und zog sich immer weiter durch meinen Körper. In mir drin war Alaska und ich erfror." Mein Name ist Keith und ich habe einen Mann gekillt. Ich wollte es nur vergessen und nie wieder daran denken müssen. Für meinen Bruder und für mich. In meiner gebrochenen Seele war nur Platz für uns beide, bis Ace auftauchte. Seine eisblauen Augen durchschauen mich und sehen mehr, als ich je zu zeigen bereit war. Aber selbst wenn wir alle Hürden überwinden: Kann mein Herz mit ihm zusammen überleben? Oder wird er uns beide am Ende zugrunde richten?