They call him Hades for a reason.
Brock Davis has always belonged to the dark. As vice president of the Gods of Mayhem MC, he knows how to bury bodies, keep secrets, and make enemies disappear. He has never needed softness.
Never trusted it. Until Lettie Foster.
She is bare feet in the garden, sweet tea in the kitchen, and quiet hands that soothe everyone around her. The whole town sees her as gentle. Harmless. Good. Hades sees something else.
Something hidden beneath the flowers. Something that looks a lot like him.
Lettie has spent her life tending pretty things while keeping her sharpest truths buried deep.
She knows better than anyone that beauty can hide danger, and some secrets only stay safe while no one looks too closely.
But Hades is looking. And once he sees her, really sees her, there is no turning back.
As the Gods of Mayhem fracture beneath grief, betrayal, and old sins, Lettie’s carefully built life begins to unravel. Someone is watching. Someone is waiting.
And the past she never knew existed is about to come for everything she thought was hers.
Hades was never meant to save the innocent. Lettie was never as innocent as she seemed. And some loves are born in the dark.
