The Devil You Know
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Last published Wed, Sep 17, 2025
She was never meant to escape.
Raised in the shadows of a ruthless gang, Eris has spent her life as a weapon-silent, deadly, and unquestioning. Until a single mission changes everything. A name she wasn't meant to see. A truth she was never meant to uncover.
Misha has been hunting the ghosts of his past for years, chasing a shadow-an assassin known only by whispers. He never expected to find a woman behind the mask. And he never expected her to offer him a deal.
Their alliance is dangerous. Their chemistry is lethal. And as they spiral deeper into the darkness, one question remains: When the time comes, will they save each other-or destroy everything they've become?
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