Crank: The Devils Highwaymen Nomads #1

I found my deliverance in the form of a bottle of whiskey and a woman named Hope.Hope was the opposite of everything I stood for and believed in; she was innocent and pure and beautiful in a way that was soul deep, yet I couldn't help falling for her. We only had one night-just mere moments in a lifetime really, but it was enough to change me forever. Maria tasted like venom and looked like sin. She was beautiful and poisonous. She was dangerous-way more than I knew at the time, and she never pretended to be anything but my worst nightmare.I never stood a chance.Whiskey was bad for me, but in the end, Maria was probably worse.I was young, too young to have seen the things I had. On the run from my past. Chasing my nightmares away with sex and booze and praying to any god that might be listening to finish me off sooner rather than later.The day our worlds collided was the day that everything came apart. Our lives were set on a path that none of us could change.Maria was my Demon.And whiskey was my escape.But Hope? She was my redemption