Two Graves in the Dust

Two Graves in the Dust

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sat, Oct 11, 2025
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Cassian never planned on betrayal-at least not from his own crew. Left broken and bleeding on the edge of the desert, he flees with nothing but the memory of guns and blades at his back. Survival shouldn't be possible... until he's found by Koda, a quiet tracker with secrets of his own. Bound by chance and desperation, the two men carve a path across towns that barely remember mercy and sands that swallow everything whole. Cassian carries rage like a weapon; Koda carries silence like a shield. Together, they forge an uneasy alliance that shifts, slowly, into something neither can name. But the desert is not empty. Pursuers close in, old debts rise from the dust, and trust-once broken-may never be repaired. To survive, they must decide what they're willing to fight for, and what they're willing to bury. Because in a land of betrayal and blood, there are only two endings: forgiveness... or two graves in the dust.
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Everyone warned me about the man next door. Scarred knuckles. Haunted eyes. A past wrapped in blood and secrets. Cassian Vale is fifteen years older, freshly out of prison, and so quiet the whole town pretends he doesn't exist. So, of course, I knocked on his door. I didn't expect him to open it. I didn't expect to see the sketch of me pinned to his wall. And I definitely didn't expect to want the monster everyone else was terrified of. But there are rules with Cassian. Rule One: Don't ask about the basement. Rule Two: Stay out of his past. Rule Three: If he tells you to run-run. I broke all three. Now I know his secrets. Now he knows mine. And the scariest part? I think I love him for the very things that should make me run.

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