He’s her saint . . . now she’ll be his sinner.
Saint
Briar is more than my muse-she’s my soulmate.
She just doesn’t know it yet.
After a writing retreat in seclusion with me, she’ll never want to leave. And if she does? Perhaps I simply won’t let her.
After all, what’s a saint without his sinner?
Briar
My masked stalker is forcing me to stay with him in his Gothic manor. He claims we’re here for a writing retreat, but I know the real reason he brought me here.
I’m his muse, and he’s going to lock me up forever.
But I can’t leave my life behind. I won’t. No matter how much he makes me want to stay.
Especially when it seems like Saint de Haas may not be the only one stalking me…
