Soaked in Night

6 years.

I stopped fighting the darkness inside me and embraced it. Loss has kept me separate from the world, but it has also given me purpose: killing.

I'm not who I was. That woman died along with the three people that saved my soul and changed my existence for the better. They taught me to trust myselfto become my darkness. The hukihuki, dark miasmic energy, whispers its secrets to me. It leads me to the worst of the worst. They can hide from everyone else, but they can't hide from me.

I'm one with the night, but I've picked up a couple of shadows on my trail.

Henri Luca Serra has built a career on my exploits and those who think they're as dangerous as me. One of the few joys left to me is messing with Interpol's famous Chief Consulting Director of the Apex Supernaturals Division. Probably why Luca loathes my existence. Rek, whoever he is, has become my personal stalker. Everywhere I go he eventually shows up. One kiss and he was hooked. Too bad for him I'm not interested.

I live to punish. To take out the untouchable or unseen evils that taint the world. What else could I live for when the only man I've ever loved is dead and I can't join him?

(This is a high steam, slow build Why Choose/Polyamory Romance involving a woman constantly teetering on the edge of insanity. See Foreword for any/all TWs & CWs.)

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