Blessed–or cursed–with a connection to the souls of others, Sloan Jordan can see the best in people… and the worst. For twenty-seven years, she's kept her ability a secret, but eleven young women have been murdered in the mountains of North Carolina, and Sloan may be the only hope of finding their killer.
She has just agreed to help Detective Nathan McNamara with the case, when a stranger—who is as alluring as he is terrifying—shows up at her doorstep with a dark past and another puzzling mystery: she can't see his soul at all.
Now Sloan is on the hunt for a deadly psychopath with two irresistible men. One of them would die for her, and the other would kill to keep her safe.
My superpowers have unfortunate limitations. For instance, no matter how hard I've tried, I've never been able to summon Johnny Depp or Brad Pitt.
Nathan McNamara, The Detective
Nathan is the guy that mothers want their daughters to marry, and the one that fathers warn them about —all wrapped up in one. He's the blonde-haired boy next door with a baby-face smile and the ability to put a bullet between someone’s eyes.
Warren Parish, The Mercenary
Warren is like antifreeze: effective, delicious, and absolutely deadly.
Asheville was the only city I knew of where one could pay homage to a war memorial, open an investment account, befriend a vampire, visit a fine art gallery, and pick up a new bong—all on the same street.
Asheville, North Carolina
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