Twisted Minds

Twisted Minds

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WpMetadataReadMatureOngoing1h 18m
WpMetadataNoticeLast published Mon, May 31, 2021
The criminal Underworld is completely flipped on its head after a shipment of drugs is stolen making a gang war moments a way from breaking but how can anything be done if no one is ready to recognise the problem
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They were never supposed to survive each other. Rin Rivas is the underworld's problem no one wants to solve - a sharp grin, a faster gun, and a hunger for chaos that leaves blood on every floor he walks across. Luca Mercer is the cartel's polished enforcer - perfect suit, perfect lies, and hands that only look clean when they're holding your heart still enough to stop it. When a job turns sideways and betrayal rots their chains of command, Rin and Luca find themselves bound together by secrets that could dismantle the city's rotten kings - or bury them both where no one will ever find the bodies. They hate each other more than they trust the city that owns them. But every fistfight turns into something filthy against a concrete wall. Every whispered threat turns into teeth scraping over bruises they swear they'll never admit they like. Every plan to run turns into another reason to stay. In a world that chews up loyalty and spits out corpses, love isn't a rescue. It's a weapon. And Rin and Luca know exactly how to use it on each other - over and over, until one of them finally pulls the trigger. Dirty, violent, and intoxicatingly slow-burn - Blood Meridian drags two broken men through bullets, blood, and the kind of hate that always tastes like a promise when it's gasped into someone's mouth at midnight. The city wants them dead. They want each other more.

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