The Grimm are coming to an end…the second to last book
He is the love of all her lives…
Thomas Finn, troublemaker, gunslinger, guardian angel…loner. More than a hundred and fifty years ago, he was shot in the back then brought back to life just in time to watch a demon masquerading as his best friend kill the love of his life.
Now, as a Grimm, he satisfies his need for vengeance hunting down demons like the ones that took Rebecca from him. His mission: kill as many as he can, then, when the time comes, go down in a blaze of glory. But with each kill, he comes closer to a line no angel should cross.
Her name was Rebecca. Then it was Tilly. Then Ada. Now, Kallypso. She’s lived so many lives, she can’t even remember when or why it started. All she knows is, she’s always searching for a man with golden eyes that make her burn. And when she finds him—as she always does—she knows that spark of joy means she’s only seconds away from death…again.
This time will be no different…unless something breaks the cycle once and for all.
Warning: Contains the Groundhog Day of star-crossed lovers, a pissed-off guardian angel, a demon-hunter with an axe to grind, and the battle to end all battles. Be warned…there’s pain ahead in this book. Oh, and that HEA finally happens. For these two, anyway.
In that moment, I came awake, my body shuddering as pain gripped me.
I gasped and in a blink, two men stood over me.
One was Will and I glared at him balefully.
Okay, yeah, I’d been the one to pounce on his back and send the two of us tumbling to the ground—or…through it?
I still didn’t know.
But whatever had happened, it resulted in me hurting more than I could remember hurting, short of dying.
And I didn’t think that was happening just yet.
But then my gaze skipped over and hit the other man.
Open your mouth now…
I sucked in a breath and that very action brought tears to my eyes, but it wasn’t enough to make me look away from him.
Silvered moonlight washed the color from his eyes, from his hair, leaving him cut with swathes of pale light and deep shadow.
His face was harder.
My throat locked.
A name sprung to my lips, but instinct had me locking it back.
Open your mouth now.
Shaken, I tore my gaze away. Unable to find a single thing to look at, save for his profile or the star-studded sky overhead, I closed my eyes.
Thom. His name was Thom. Thomas. It connected in my head. Reflexively, I clenched my hands into fists.
“Do you remember what happened?”
The low, cool voice forced my attention away from Thom and I found myself looking at Will.
Oh, bite me. The comment burned on the tip of my tongue, but I held it back. It was my own damn fault, I was lying there, feeling like I’d been worked over by a couple of the meaner demons—there were some who liked to eat people. Literally. They were vicious and once I’d stumbled across a group of them, interrupted the meal time. If I hadn’t had the Colt I coddled like a baby, I never would have made it out of that alive.
Two of them had still gotten their hands on me and I’d spent two weeks pissing blood and eating nothing any harder than mashed potatoes while healed up over the damage they’d done me.
It was the most damage I’d ever taken.
Right now? I didn’t feel quite that bad. But it was close.
“Remember?” I curled my lip at him as I slowly worked on getting my arms under me. That hurt. I eased upright. That hurt worse. Something ground inside me and I gasped. Okay, broken ribs. Lovely. Panting, I made it upright and saw that Will was watching me with unsympathetic eyes. Off to the side…I swallowed, tried not to let myself think about him, his name…his hands on me. I remembered that. Bits and pieces of a life I’d suspected but never really remembered. That had changed now.