Cruel Saint

Five years ago, he took everything from me. Now I'm going to take everything from him... Starting with her.

Gideon:

For the past five years, all I've thought about is revenge.

Shot and left for dead by the people I trusted, only to be saved and taken to an even worse hell, I vowed to make them pay. To make them suffer as I once did. To listen to their pleas for mercy as they draw their final breath.

But to do that, I need her.

Which comes with its own risks.

I may be able to make everyone else believe my lies, but Imogene's not like everyone else.

And if anyone might recognize me beneath my carefully planned disguise, it's the woman I once planned to marry.

Imogene:

I moved to California for a fresh start. After the past five years, I was desperate to finally leave the past behind me. What better place to do that than Southern California?

Until I'm attacked and nearly killed in a dark alley.

I would have been if he hadn't intervened.

Gideon Saint. Mysterious. Dangerous. Lethal.

And possessing eyes that look far too much like the man I lost all those years ago.

But that's impossible. Samuel Tate is dead. Apart from those haunting blue eyes, he bears little resemblance to the man I once gave my heart.

At least that's what I try to tell myself. Because if he is Samuel, where has he been the past five years?

And why did he make the world believe he was dead?