My gorgeous, wounded warrior, so determined to slay my demons while refusing to face his own. The vows we’d exchanged should have bound us tighter than blood and flesh. Gideon calls me his angel, but he’s the miracle in my life. We made our own rules and surrendered completely to the exquisite power of possession. How much I'd been threatened, or just how dark and desperate the shadow of our pasts would become. Entwined by our secrets, we tried to defy the odds. I needed him as surely as I needed my heart to beat.

I also saw the dangerous and damaged soul inside-so much like my own. And our passion would take us beyond our limits to the sweetest, sharpest edge of obsession.įrom the moment I first met Gideon Cross, I recognized something in him that I needed. Those moments when the driving hunger and desperate love were the most exquisite insanity. We were bound by our need. It was too hard, too painful… except when it was perfect. My past was as violent as his, and I was just as broken. He was my addiction… my every desire.mine. He was a bright, scorching flame that singed me with the darkest of pleasures. As beautiful and flawless on the outside as he was damaged and tormented on the inside. and desires. The bonds of his love transformed me, even as I prayed that the torment of our pasts didn't tear us apart. And we would become the mirrors that reflected each other's most private wounds. I was flawed and damaged, and he opened those cracks in me so easily. I craved his touch like a drug, even knowing it would weaken me.

I was drawn to him as I'd never been to anything or anyone in my life. He was beautiful and brilliant, jagged and white-hot. Now in one deluxe collection, the first four novels in the #1 New York Times bestselling Crossfire series.

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