KISS OR KILL, CHERRY? (M×M)
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Ezren:
Kiss or kill. Those were always the two options left.. until the past walks back into my life in the form of blue eyes, ginger curls, and a tattoo he swears I should remember.
Knox Graye. A diagnosed psychopath. Says he was my brother’s boyfriend. That I left him to die and that I hold the only truth to his death.
He is everywhere. Digging up my lies. Ruining what’s left of my life. Call me ‘Cherry’ like it means something. I swear I hate it. I hate him.
I don’t know if he wants closure, revenge, or just someone to break. Either way, I’m his target and his third option.
Knox:
Everyone thinks I’ve got a loose screw in the head but they're wrong. I lost the whole damn toolbox, buried six feet under with the only person I ever loved.
I've spent six years grieving. Dying in pieces while he rots away in a grave but now? Now someone else walk around in his bones, smiling with his lips like he fuckin’ owns it.
Like I wouldn’t recognize my own goddamn Cherry. Except now he calls himself Ezren.
Cute.
He thinks he has been hiding behind top grades and golden-boy charm, but I built his whole damn maze.
And now that he's close? I’m done with subtlety. I want chaos in his veins, his secrets peeled off like skin. I want to crawl into the part of his head where he still hears his brother’s laugh and whisper: “You were always mine."
He doesn’t know it yet, but I’m going to dismantle him. Brick by fucking brick. And when he finally breaks, I’ll be there to offer him a choice.
“Kiss or kill, Cherry?”