Shadowman

For three years, I’ve resided in Alabaster Penitentiary. Surrounded by the same faces day in and day out, the deranged souls I now call my friends. We eat our meals together, shower together… Hell, we even fool around on occasion.
Still, after all that, not one of them truly knows me.
It’s my fault. I’m a withdrawn hoarder of secrets. A shadowman, dwelling on the sidelines, damned to this pit of despair for reasons I still can’t accept.
Being the outsider in a group of weirdos isn’t always fun. After all, if no one sees me, do...

For three years, I’ve resided in Alabaster Penitentiary. Surrounded by the same faces day in and day out, the deranged souls I now call my friends. We eat our meals together, shower together… Hell, we even fool around on occasion.
Still, after all that, not one of them truly knows me.
It’s my fault. I’m a withdrawn hoarder of secrets. A shadowman, dwelling on the sidelines, damned to this pit of despair for reasons I still can’t accept.
Being the outsider in a group of weirdos isn’t always fun. After all, if no one sees me, do I even exist?
Okay, let’s not go there.
I’m resenting my permanent sidekick status when a distraction arrives. A newcomer—tall, mysterious, and severely beautiful, with black hair and violet eyes. His abrupt arrival has my prison pals suspicious. But not me. I’m instantly intrigued by that peculiar gaze, following me like nothing has before.
He actually sees me. And it’s intoxicating.
Trevel Fenwick could be an ally. Maybe he could be… more.
My body sure seems to think so. But the brighter he lights me up, the deeper he slips into the shadows himself.
What is this striking stranger hiding behind that charming accent and penetrating stare? Why is his need to seek revenge so strong? And can we fight past our demons enough to become real partners in crime?
When a brutal storm ravages Alabaster Isle, we’re left sifting through the rubble. The fences are down. Stress cracks in the foundation, secrets escape, fragile loyalties tested. But the war is far from over…
In fact, it’s only just begun.