He’s the monster they whisper about. She’s the girl who thinks she’s a curse.
Aria I’ve spent my life living for those I’ve lost. I carry the weight of a tragedy I caused, trying to be the good girl my family would have wanted. I keep my head down. I play it safe.
Until my perfect boyfriend makes a reckless choice—stealing from the Ten Irish Fists, and suddenly I’m standing in the shadow of their leader. Cyan MacBrady. They call him The Púca.
A ruthless terror who rules the underworld of Boston with a blood-stained fist. He doesn’t bargain. He doesn’t show mercy. He simply decides that I’m his. I never wanted his violence.
I never wanted his attention. But the closer he pulls me into the dark, the harder it is to tell where my fear ends… and my obsession begins.
Cyan I am exactly what the world made me: a predator built on blood, loyalty, and absolute control. I don’t deal in hope. I deal in fear. Then Aria steps into my world.
She is a complication I don’t need, yet I can’t stop watching her. She doesn’t beg. She doesn’t flinch.
She looks at me as if I’m something more than the monster they fear and that makes her the most dangerous thing I’ve ever faced. She doesn’t belong in my world, but I’m never letting her go.
I’ve spent my life seeking vengeance, but for her, I’ll burn this city to the ground. If her life costs mine, I’ll consider it a fair exchange.
