Cruel Saint

Five years ago, he took everything from me. Now I'm going to take everything from him... Starting with her.

Gideon:



For the past five years, all I've thought about is revenge.



Shot and left for dead by the people I trusted, only to be saved and taken to an even worse hell, I vowed to make them pay. To make them suffer as I once did. To listen to their pleas for mercy as they draw their final breath.



But to do that, I need her.



Which comes with its own risks.



I may be able to make everyone else believe my lies, but Imogene's not like everyone else.



And if anyone might recognize me beneath my carefully planned disguise, it's the woman I once planned to marry.



Imogene:

I moved to California for a fresh start. After the past five years, I was desperate to finally leave the past behind me. What better place to do that than Southern California?



Until I'm attacked and nearly killed in a dark alley.



I would have been if he hadn't intervened.



Gideon Saint. Mysterious. Dangerous. Lethal.



And possessing eyes that look far too much like the man I lost all those years ago.



But that's impossible. Samuel Tate is dead. Apart from those haunting blue eyes, he bears little resemblance to the man I once gave my heart.



At least that's what I try to tell myself. Because if he is Samuel, where has he been the past five years?



And why did he make the world believe he was dead?