Deviant (Boys of Winter #3) by Sheridan Anne

INTRODUCTION




Death is cruel.

It’s unforgiving and brutal. It robbed me of the life I wanted to live and stole what little hope I had for the future. I was supposed to be something great. I was supposed to have it all …

But a single bullet changed everything.

I always thought I'd go down fighting, but instead, I faded away while watching the overwhelming guilt tear through Carver faster than his bullet tore through me.

Like I said—death is cruel.

King. Cruz. Grayson. Carver.

How am I supposed to leave this world knowing what mess I’ll be leaving behind?

There’s a war brewing, and this time, it’s personal.

I can’t die. Not yet.

Luckily, a bitch like me doesn’t stay down for long.



Boys of Winter is a Dark, Enemies to Lovers, Reverse Harem Romance. It contains explicit sexual content, graphic violence, and coarse language.





CONTENTS




INTRODUCTION

CONTENTS

CHAPTER 1

CHAPTER 2

CHAPTER 3

CHAPTER 4

CHAPTER 5

CHAPTER 6

CHAPTER 7

CHAPTER 8

CHAPTER 9

CHAPTER 10

CHAPTER 11

CHAPTER 12

CHAPTER 13

CHAPTER 14

CHAPTER 15

CHAPTER 16

CHAPTER 17

CHAPTER 18

CHAPTER 19

CHAPTER 20

CHAPTER 21

CHAPTER 22

CHAPTER 23

CHAPTER 24

CHAPTER 25

CHAPTER 26

CHAPTER 27

CHAPTER 28

CHAPTER 29

CHAPTER 30

CHAPTER 31

CHAPTER 32

CHAPTER 33

CHAPTER 34

CHAPTER 35

CHAPTER 36

BOYS OF WINTER PLAYLIST

COMING SOON …

OTHER SERIES BY SHERIDAN ANNE





CHAPTER 1




Howling tears through the silence as pressure slams down over my waist.

Familiar hands pull at me, tearing at my clothes, slipping under my head, and wrapping tightly around me as bodies fly into my side. The boys’ knees press into my ribs, my shoulders, my thighs, getting as close as possible and jostling me around.

The howling continues.

My eyes flutter open and everything is blurry, but before I can make out the shapes before me, it all goes dark again.

“WINTER. FUCK. Baby, open your eyes.”

King? Cruz? Maybe it was Grayson. I don’t know. I’m too tired. Too sore.

“GET THAT FUCKING DOG OUT OF HERE.”

The voice inside my head is telling me to scream as the sharp burning tears through me, spreading and throbbing until I can’t remember my own damn name.

“Winter. Open your goddamn eyes.” The voice comes out in a strangled, pissed-off demand that’s filled with pain and emotion, and just like that, I know it’s King. His voice comes from above my head, and his arms are wrapped tightly around me, distracting me from the burning pain shooting through my abdomen.

My body feels heavy and just the thought of trying to get up is exhausting. I just want to sleep. Why won’t they let me sleep?

“Winter, I swear to fucking God, if you don’t open your eyes right fucking now, you and I are going to have problems.”

A heavy groan pulls from deep within me, but I have no idea if they can even hear me. All I know is that if King keeps yelling at me to open my damn eyes, I’m going to stab him with a fork right through his dick.

A hand presses against my thigh, squeezing tight. “Come on, Winter. You can’t pass out yet. Just stay with us until we can get you to the hospital,” Cruz murmurs to my right, the panic in his tone almost enough to shatter every little piece of me. “I swear, once you’re there, I’ll even knock you out myself if you want.”

My head lolls in King’s hand and a pained breath slips from between my lips. “Stop being so dramatic,” I tell them, my voice coming out in a shaky whisper as a bark sounds right beside my face. “I’m fine.”

I hear a scoff from my left, and without needing to look up, I know it’s Grayson. Before I can berate him for his balls of steel to scoff at me while I’m mid bleeding out, he presses harder against my wound and my eyes finally find the strength to fly open. Though they don’t just fly open, they bulge right out of my fucking head. “HOLY MOTHER OF FUCK. THAT HURTS,” I yell as I thrash under the boys’ hold. The agony is so much more than I can bear. “GO SUCK A GIANT DICK, YOU FUCKING TWATBURGER. IT HURTS. STOP. PLEASE STOP.”