Purgatory: Heaven's edge and Hell's depth

When two sworn enemies meet in purgatory, the battle isn't just for survival-it's for their very souls. Rose wasn't born a killer, but she became one out of necessity. Trained by the infamous Black Tigers and forged by tragedy, she's spent years delivering her own brand of justice-one bullet, one monster, one corrupt soul at a time. Her targets were never innocent, and her conscience has always been her own. She kills only those who deserve it, or so she tells herself. But self-made saints still bleed, and Rose's hands are far from clean.

Damien Cavanaugh has dedicated his life to order, to the law, and to putting criminals behind bars-even if it means chasing shadows through blood-soaked streets. And Rose? She's been his white whale. The assassin he couldn't catch. The woman who haunts his case files and his dreams. Her crimes are unforgivable, her defiance unbearable, and yet-when he finally gets close, something inside him stalls. Not pity. Not sympathy. Something far more dangerous.

But fate-or something far darker-has other plans.

Redemption or damnation. Forgiveness or fire.

Rose believes in action, not mercy. Damien believes in justice, not compromise. But in Purgatory, belief may not be enough. Old sins don't stay buried. Secrets come clawing to the surface. And as they face down the demons they thought they'd left behind-both literal and within-they find themselves walking a razor's edge.

They can try to outrun their guilt. They can pretend the heat between them is nothing more than hatred. But they can't lie to the place they're in. Purgatory sees through masks. It breaks down armor. And if they're not careful, it will swallow them whole.

Together, they must make the ultimate choice: seek redemption and face the pain of who they've become, or surrender to the fire that has always burned between them-a fire that may consume what little of their souls remain.