Xavier “X” Blood only remembers the last few years of his life. Trained as an emotionless and deadly assassin, he goes through each day crossing out names on a never-ending list, not once asking why they deserve what he delivers. Death. Then one day, his programming starts to unravel and it’s all because of her.
When you’re a paramedic, damsels in distress are a dime a dozen. You save them, you slay them, you kick them to the curb. But Sofia’s different. Shot in the head and left for dead, she has no one. She can’t remember anything, much less the as$hole who did this to her.
I had a filthy fantasy. One so bad that the night before going to college, I had the wildest dream about the all-star football player falling at my feet. I was brought down to reality as I soon found out that life at NYU didn’t turn out the way that I hoped. All the social clubs that I joined were a bust and my roommate turned out to be far from my friend, but a bully that I needed to get as far away from as possible.