Summer Bright is just a name on a tombstone. A whispered mystery on the long-forgotten Woodbury Lane. Her ghost teases me with fear and perfection. She knows Iām not strong enough to do what I shouldāve done years ago. The Bullets are united once more, bonded by their demand for blood. Thereās a vulnerability in their friendship though. Gavriel craves control. Blaise fears losing me. Ryker fights his guilt. Callumās moral compass will get us killed. Chesterbrook may be where the old me died, but itās also where I learned that hell isnāt a place: itās a person. And if we arenāt careful, our plan for revenge could go up in smoke.