Toby
I should’ve stayed away from Tate Moon.
Sunshine like hers shouldn’t touch a man carved out of violence, Shadows, and the kind of past that doesn’t just haunt – it hunts.
When I buy the Pink Hotel, Laketown calls me danger.
They’re right. They have no idea how right.
I came here to repay a debt – not hunger for the woman I’ve already fallen for twice.
But Tate walks back into my life, all soft curves, wildfire eyes, and a pull I’m too weak to resist.
One accidental touch, one breath against my throat, and every line I swore I’d never cross ignites.
But the men coming for me won’t pause because I want her.
And when her secret – who her father is – drops us straight into the crosshairs, I do the only thing guaranteed to break us both:
I walk away before the blood on my hands becomes hers.
Tate
Toby thinks disappearing will protect me.
He forgets exactly who he’s dealing with.
When he vanishes, leaving danger snapping at our heels, I refuse to let fear or fate take him.
With my pistol–wielding mama, my chaos-loving grandpa, and half the town ready to scorch the earth, I’ll tear through every thread determined to claim him.
Because Toby Russo believes he’s poison – but I know better.
His darkness steadies mine, his touch anchors me, and I’ve believed in him long before he believed in himself.
The Pink Hotel has secrets buried in every cracked tile and blood-soaked memory.
This time, we’re the ones ripping them open – and we’ll burn down anything that tries to swallow us whole.
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