Last Breath by Kerri Ann

For those that love Pepper Winters, or Meghan March, Last Breath is sinful, seductive and just as tainted. Fall in love with the serial killers. Hate them even as you hope for their redemption. Before their arrival on my doorstep, I’d only known sadness and solitude. I’d been the abandoned daughter, the slave to a vile demential fuelled grandmother, and the football sweetheart hoping for an escape from small town living. They were the breath of freedom I needed. My soul craved the world they offered. In a way, their mayhem was a dream I’d gladly chase. With his angelic beauty, Salem teased you. His sweet grin offered the boy next door, yet he was far from that. HE was the devil in disguise. Sinister and psychotic, Salem held a soul without light. Malachi, the broken man with a damaged smile. Even as dangerous as he looked, I knew there was a softness to him. A soul not unlike mine. Badly damaged but in need of love. Even as my fear tells me to run, I’m drawn to their darkness, I’m drowning in the need to feel what they feel. I want to enjoy the life they offer. We’re destined. We were the lovers, the killers… The infamous.