“El Santo is gripping, deliciously dark, and will consume readers with its fast-paced story line and forbidden romance, making them frantic with anticipation.” USA Today
I didn’t know darkness and evil lurked inside me until I had to murder to survive, forced to become my own worst enemy. With so much blood on my hands, I was surprised I could still see my own skin.
I killed, I tortured, I loved. I played God while I was rotting in a fiery inferno. Thriving on control and power was the only way I knew how to live. There were no other options.
If you weren’t my friend, you were my foe. If you weren’t with me, you were against me—traitors, as I called them.
There were no imaginary lines. I’d crossed them all. No boundaries, no second chances, no redemption—not for me, for them, for anyone. Only for her …
She loved me, always convinced I was a saint, never believing I was just another sinner, a monster—until it was too late.
Except, I didn’t choose this life. It chose me.
“El Santo is gripping, deliciously dark, and will consume readers with its fast-paced story line and forbidden romance, making them frantic with anticipation.” USA Today
Language | English |
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Release Day | Nov 26, 2018 |
Release Date | November 27, 2018 |
Number in Series | 1 |
Series Display String | The El Santo Series |
Release Date Machine | 1543276800 |
Imprint | Silverton Agency |
Provider | Silverton Agency |
Categories | Literature & Fiction, Action & Adventure, Fiction - All, Fiction - Adult |
Overview
I didn’t know darkness and evil lurked inside me until I had to murder to survive, forced to become my own worst enemy. With so much blood on my hands, I was surprised I could still see my own skin.
I killed, I tortured, I loved. I played God while I was rotting in a fiery inferno. Thriving on control and power was the only way I knew how to live. There were no other options.
If you weren’t my friend, you were my foe. If you weren’t with me, you were against me—traitors, as I called them.
There were no imaginary lines. I’d crossed them all. No boundaries, no second chances, no redemption—not for me, for them, for anyone. Only for her …
She loved me, always convinced I was a saint, never believing I was just another sinner, a monster—until it was too late.
Except, I didn’t choose this life. It chose me.