The Shadows of Mercy Creek
New name. New identity. Same haunting scent of lilac.
Clara arrived in town like a ghost-silent, shivering, and carrying a wad of stolen cash that felt like a lead weight in her pocket. She wanted a white cottage, a quiet job at a bookstore, and a lock that actually worked. She thought if she ran far enough, the girl named Charlotte would finally die in that cellar. She thought she could hide.
She was wrong.
Dom is the mountain. A man of heavy silences and iron-clad protection who watches the night so she doesn't have to. He has spent his life breaking things, and now, he'll do anything to keep one woman whole.
Wyatt is the storm. Sarcastic, lethal, and deceptively calm, he hides a hunger for violence behind a lopsided grin. He's a man who likes the hunt, and he's been looking for a reason to let the monster out of the cage.
Clara tried to keep her distance, but you can't hide forever when your neighbors are two men who notice every flinch and every bruise. When the shadows of her past finally catch up to her in a sun-drenched auto shop, the game of hide-and-seek is over. She isn't a rabbit in a field of wolves anymore. She's the heart of the pack.
And the men who claim her don't just want to save her-they want to destroy the man who dared to make her bleed.
Author's Note
This is a fast-paced, high-tension story driven by raw emotion and protective instincts. If you are looking for a slow, cheesy romance, this isn't for you. This is a gritty, "two guys, one girl" dynamic centered on survival and reclaiming one's soul.
Trigger Warnings: This book contains depictions of severe domestic abuse, physical violence, and trauma. Reader discretion is strongly advised. Book two is finished, it is much longer then this one and more depth.