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He waited years for her to choose him. His patience has run out. Welcome back to Silver Falls University. There is a murderer among us. I've been best friends with Wren Hunter for sixteen years. The boy who chased me in our schoolyard, kissed my scraped knees, and always swore to protect me grew into the god of Silver Falls University: admired by his peers, desired by every woman on campus, and feared by anyone who gets in his way.

I was born a few moments after midnight on January 1st. On my 21st birthday, my father throws me the most lavish New Year's Eve birthday party Baton Rouge has ever seen—then he tells me I'm a woman now, and that means I belong to a man he owes a blood debt.

Seriously, my name is Bernice. But then came that one month when I pretended to be somebody else entirely while working at a roadhouse biker bar. Who knew one month pretending to be an interesting bad girl could ruin a boring good girl's life? When I saw her, I knew she'd be mine. My old biker crew told me she was untouchable—that I'd never be able to land her without my fame and last name. So I did what any rock star with a big, ahem, ego would under the circumstances—wagered five figures on me seducing the untouchable girl behind the bar.

Vengeance non è solo un gruppo di esecutori. È una destinazione. Un posto dove morale e buon senso restano fuori dalla porta. Tutte le cameriere del roadhouse in cui lavoro lo sanno: con i Vengeance si compra l’intero pacchetto. I tre enforcer dei Ruthless Reapers non condividono solo il lavoro... ti condividono anche per una notte, se osi salire con loro in una delle stanze al piano di sopra. Ogni volta che entrano nel locale, mi fissano. Tre lupi che aspettano solo il momento giusto per sbranarmi. Ma sapete una cosa? No, grazie. Mi mancano solo sei mesi per completare il mio piano ...

Vengeance no es solo un equipo de ejecutores. Es un destino… donde la moral y el sentido común se quedan en la puerta. En el restaurante de carretera donde trabajo, todas sabemos la regla: Vengeance viene en paquete. Los tres ejecutores de los Ruthless Reapers no solo comparten un trabajo, también comparten a quien se atreva a subir con ellos a una de las habitaciones del segundo piso. Cada vez que entran al restaurante, me miran. Tres lobos esperando pacientemente a que yo diga que sí y me convierta en su próxima presa. ¿Pero sabes qué? No, gracias. Estoy en los últimos seis meses...