Two people find love in the embers of their painful pasts in this
slow-burn romance from Wall Street Journal and #1 Amazon bestselling
author Winter Renshaw.
For me, family is a curse. My father and brother made my life hell. My
mother's untimely death still keeps me up at night. Now that my brother,
Donovan, has been killed in an accident, I can forget the past.
The last remnant is the childhood home I've inherited--and which I
intend to burn to the ground. The only obstacle? Anneliese Nielsen,
Donovan's fiancée.
Donovan left her destitute, and selling this run-down house is her only
chance to recoup her losses. I shouldn't care, but...maybe it's her eyes
when she sees me. I look strikingly like my brother, a man she loved
despite everything.
So we strike a deal. We'll renovate the house together, but she'll have
to convince me to sell--or up in flames it goes.
But the more time we spend in the house, the more its terrible history
threatens to come out.
And even more dangerous, the harder I start to fall for Anneliese.
