Storm's younger cousin. Vandal's little brother.

You've met him in the background.

The sweet one. The nice one. The one they can all rely on. In short, the good one.

He's a tattoo artist. He plays metal and classical music—on the violin. He's got a body built for sin. And he's twenty-four.

In comes Ivy. She's a thirty-six-year-old single mom who hasn't dated in eighteen years.

All she wanted was a tattoo. She got a whole lot more.

Contains mature themes.

Storm's younger cousin. Vandal's little brother.

You've met him in the background.

The sweet one. The nice one. The one they can all rely on. In short, the good one.

He's a tattoo artist. He plays metal and classical music—on the violin. He's got a body built for sin. And he's twenty-four.

In comes Ivy. She's a thirty-six-year-old single mom who hasn't dated in eighteen years.

All she wanted was a tattoo. She got a whole lot more.

Contains mature themes.