Pretty When He Bleeds (Sinners of Blackthorne U Book 1)

Hate feels a lot like love when it cuts this deep.

Roman
Pain is the only thing that makes me feel alive anymore. On the ice, in the gym, or from someone else’s fists—it doesn’t matter, as long as it drowns out the void inside me. Caleb was my first love, my best-kept secret, and the reason my world fell apart.
I thought the guilt would destroy me, but then his brother, Damon, walked back into my life. Damon is all sharp edges and raw anger, and I should stay the hell away from him. But his rage cuts in a way that feels too much like salvation.
I hate how much I need it. I hate how much I need him.

Damon
Roman Bishop was the golden boy who could do no wrong in my brother’s eyes. But I see the truth—he’s the one who broke Caleb, who drove him to a choice he never should’ve made. Now, Roman’s the one who needs breaking.
I came back to Blackthorne to make him pay, to ruin him the way he ruined my brother. But every time I push, he leans in, like he’s begging for more. Roman thrives on pain, and somewhere in the middle of our twisted game, I’ve started to crave him in ways I can’t explain.
Revenge isn’t as simple as I thought it would be. And now I’m not sure who’s breaking who.