Hate to Love You

<p><em style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Lurking behind his eyes are demons as dark as mine.</em></p><p><strong style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Abby</strong></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>We were always told as children that monsters are the things that go bump in the night but they were wrong. Monsters are often the ones that warm your bed poison dripping from their teeth and claws embedding in your skin.</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>I hunt them. I end them. Without hesitation.</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>But...then I hesitated. I stumbled straight into the monster's den the biggest and baddest of them all. The king of New York.</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>I fell in love with him and his demons.</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>And I hate him for it.</span></p><p><br></p><p><strong style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Roman</strong></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Who I am?</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>I'm the guy parents warn their children about. The name that strikes fear into the heart of this city and brings it to its knees.</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>I show no mercy. Cross me and you will die screaming.</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>And the only thing I ever wanted was her. She was always meant to be mine I knew that from the start. Even if she didn't.</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>But my life and my family are not your typical aristocracy.</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>We're monsters. Cutthroats. Killers.</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>But then again...so is she.</span></p><p><em style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>A match made in hell.</em></p><p><br></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Whilst this is book one in a series it can be read as a </span><strong style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>standalone</strong><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>.</span></p>