|| BOOK ONE || Forged In Blood
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He met her in a bar. He should've walked away.
Elias Quinn was a man of logic, routine, and late-night code - not chaos. But when he met Elara, everything about her defied reason. She was elegance wrapped in danger, a mystery too sharp to ignore.
One night of heat turns into a waking nightmare when her kiss ends with a knife.
Bleeding and broken but still alive, Elias becomes obsessed - not just with the woman who tried to kill him, but with the truth buried behind her perfect smile.
A killer wouldn't have let him live, so why did she?
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