My reputation has always preceded me. And those whispered rumors that I'm a silent killer, a true harvester of souls? They're true. I don't discriminate, I show no mercy, and I feel no remorse. My only loyalty is to my family so when someone important to them goes missing, I vow to do whatever is necessary to track her down and bring her back. But the person I find is not the same woman who was stolen away. Something's different about her. Something I find myself drawn to. . My reputation has never preceded me. I spent most of my life in a pretty cage I refused to be trapped in. I fought my way out and found a new family. Even though sh*t got tough sometimes it all worked out in the end. And then I got kidnapped. I thought it was over for me. I should have known he would never let that happen. It's only fair I warn you that this is not a story about a rescued damsel in distress. This is a story about what happens when a man who collects souls finally meets his match.