BIANCA
Six more weeks and I would have belonged to God.
Instead my father sold me to the Reales to buy a truce.
The groom is Nico. Golden, charming, and about as interested in me as he is in the weather.
The problem is his brother.
Angelo Reale runs this city. He's the one who dragged me out of the convent, the one who has to keep me safe until the wedding, and the one who told every man in his house that if they touch me, they die.
He never said what happens if he does.
I pray every night. I pray for patience, and for the strength to walk down that aisle to the right brother.
Mostly I pray he doesn't knock.
ANGELO
She was supposed to be quiet.
A novice. A bargain. A girl I'd keep behind my walls for eight weeks and hand to my brother at the altar.
Instead she swears like a longshoreman, smokes my cigarettes on my roof at two in the morning, and looks at me across the pews like she knows exactly what I'd do to her in the confessional.
She isn't mine.
She's the price of peace, and I don't break deals.
So I'll walk her down that aisle myself. I'll smile. I'll hand her over.
And every man who looks at her in that white dress will learn what I am.
My brother gets the bride. God gets the saint. I'll take whatever's left and burn the rest.
This is the first book in the Devils & Saints series. Reading order:
Unholy Saint.
Stolen Saint.
Burning Saint.
