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Midnight
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Complete, First published Jul 24
Mature
Wren Winslow is chaos in heels. Untouchable. All sharp lines and cold eyes. She dances like she's trying to forget something and drinks like it's working. Beautiful, brutal, and impossible to know, Wren has a reputation: she's the girl no one gets too close to. And that's exactly how she likes it.

Rafe Lanford has spent six years watching everything from the shadows of Midnight, the city's most exclusive nightclub. As the club's head bouncer, control is his currency-powerful, dangerous, and never out of his depth. But Wren Winslow? She's always been the exception. Too bold. Too stunning. Too goddamn off-limits.

The brutal past Wren tries to bury is clawing its way back-her abusive ex-boyfriend is getting out of prison, and the panic she thought she outran is catching up fast.

What begins as a reckless sex pact-just heat, no strings, no hearts-spirals into something darker, hungrier, and far more dangerous.

Because Rafe isn't just temptation, he's protection, possession. And he's about to burn the whole fucking world down to keep Wren safe.
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