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Bexley – Broken. Bruised. One moment my life is crashing down around me, and the next, I find myself swept up in the heated chaos of the Shaw brothers. Talon and Sayshen are so different, and yet both of them hold pieces of my heart. With them, I feel things I haven’t felt in years. Safety, lust, compassion, and, above all else, home. Sayshen – Bexley fucking Larson. The most popular girl from Highschool and the only one who always called me out for my fuck boy tendencies. But there’s no sign of that girl in her now. Now, she’s but a fragment of that strong-willed and feisty girl I’ve dreamt about since Junior year. And now that I finally have her, I don’t care what it takes or what I have to sacrifice to get her fire back. Even if it means losing the race. Talon – Train, race, win. That’s what we were born to do. It’s all that matters. At least, it was. Until her. Bexley came back like a ghost from the past, completely consuming my brother’s every thought. Only this time, it isn’t only him her presence affects. With the finish line nearing, I’m torn. Do I rip through the havoc she brings full throttle? Or do I hit the brakes, ensuring The Demons take the podium?

Lena I was never into racing—that was Cruz’s world, not mine. But since losing him, I can’t stay away from the street races, those reckless, chaotic strips that make my heart race like his used to. Riding his bike with the throttle wide open is the only thing that drowns out the emptiness he left behind. Well, not the only thing. It's just the only one I’m willing to face. Being with Reign brings me back to life like I can feel something again, but the guilt suffocates. How can I let myself want someone—need someone—especially him? Cruz’s best friend. Another Demon. I see the pain Reign tries to bury, the way his demons tear him apart. I feel this undeniable pull toward him, like we're both broken in the same way. And as much as I know I shouldn’t, I don’t know how to stop. Reign I used to own the track, but now I’m stuck in the pit, haunted by that crash—the one that shattered me and killed my best friend. The nightmares won’t stop, so I drown them in alcohol and underground fights. Anything to numb the pain. I can’t afford to look weak, especially in front of her. Lena. She’s grieving, and hell, so am I, but that doesn’t stop this need to protect her. To be with her, even though I know it’s messed up. The one person I should stay away from is the only one who makes me feel alive again. And no matter how hard she tries to deny it, I see the way she’s drawn to me too. The more she pushes me away, the more I’m determined not to back down. I’ll fight through the darkness, and I don’t care what it takes. I’ll get to her. She can’t outrun this.

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