What’s worse than sleeping with a stranger?

Finding out he’s a ghost.

Then learning you’re pregnant with his baby.

I was just chasing a mafia story.

One reckless lead, one dark alley, one heartbeat from death

Until his fists saved me.

Blood-spattered knuckles.

Steel in his eyes.

Ask about the Keans again, he growled, and I wont be there next time.

Flynn Tine was supposed to be one dangerous night.

A forbidden rush wrapped in muscle, shadows, and secrets.

Except Flynn doesnt exist.

His real name? Flint Ifrinn.

The rightful heir to a criminal empire the Keans burned to ashes.

The vengeful phantom I should have fled from

Not let claim my body and mark...

What’s worse than sleeping with a stranger?

Finding out he’s a ghost.

Then learning you’re pregnant with his baby.

I was just chasing a mafia story.

One reckless lead, one dark alley, one heartbeat from death

Until his fists saved me.

Blood-spattered knuckles.

Steel in his eyes.

Ask about the Keans again, he growled, and I wont be there next time.

Flynn Tine was supposed to be one dangerous night.

A forbidden rush wrapped in muscle, shadows, and secrets.

Except Flynn doesnt exist.

His real name? Flint Ifrinn.

The rightful heir to a criminal empire the Keans burned to ashes.

The vengeful phantom I should have fled from

Not let claim my body and mark my soul.

Now Im pregnant with the heir to a dead dynasty.

Ronan Kean has me captive.

And Flint is ready to paint Boston red to reclaim whats his.

My story.

His revenge.

Our child.

Let the bloodbath begin.