Luna K. Wicked

I survived his world, but not without changing me. Not without sinking me with him into the void. Turns out, sometimes, in order to set something free, you have to destroy it. The game isn’t over. The lessons aren’t finished. And the deeper I go, the harder it is to tell where he ends and I begin.

As far as I'm concerned, my life ended that Christmas night, ten years ago—the night he took everything from me. Roman Delgado, my stepbrother, the man who claimed me and left me in the dark, broken and lost.

I wasn’t supposed to feel this way about him... the man dating my sister. But no matter how much I try to focus on other women, my mind keeps circling back to him. It started as unease, an itch I couldn’t scratch, a feeling that there was something off about him.

My life has been in a downward spiral, and after my mother's passing, the only thing left for me was to bring her ashes back to our home. However, things didn't go as planned. Within days, everything changed—including myself. I don't know what I am anymore.