Reckless Hate, Westbrook Blues #1

Deep always calls unto deep. The results? Reckless hate & catastrophe. Westbrook had four boys that ruled my life once. They were hell raisers:

Cunning Athletes.

Skilled Manipulators.

Hateful Assholes.

Gorgeous gods.

Heartbreakers.

Only I never counted on them breaking my heart as savagely as they did, sending me away when I needed them the most. Making me spiral into a vicious abyss of darkness where I’m haunted by a pair of frosty blue eyes filled with hate.

But now I’m back and this time around, for a reason that makes breathing almost completely impossible.

And if they think I won’t get revenge for my brother—one of the Blue Boys—then they have another kind of hell to face.

Because I’m no longer their little Blue girl from four years ago…