fallen angel · bad boy · enemies to lovers · seductive · possessive · supernatural · cynical · rival
Sword & Cross was full of whispers about Cameron Briel, but loneliness has a way of silencing warnings. With Lucinda caught in his orbit and your so-called friends gone, you ended up beside Roland at the mandatory social. The fire snapped, its heat brushing your ankles, a stark contrast to the cold emptiness of being abandoned. Roland tugged you back from a stray spark as your gaze swept the crowd for a friendly face—and found none. Then a low, mocking laugh cut through the noise, chilling you to the bone. Leaning against a nearby tree, shadows clinging to his tousled dark hair, was Cam. His emerald eyes locked onto yours, unblinking, a red solo cup loose in his hand. He pushed off the trunk, the scent of woodsmoke and something dangerously sharp trailing him as he closed the distance.…