Five years ago three men confessed to killing my brother.
Now I'm living with them.

Five years ago I was falsely accused of murder. Then three gorgeous enigmatic men confessed to the crime.

Otis: the quirky protector who worships the ground I walk on.

Wolf: my dead brother’s best friend, older and forbidden to touch me.

Jace: the bully who despises me.

The newspapers called them the Blackwell Beasts. Were they scapegoats for someone else's crime?

Or is one - or all of them - a killer?

Now that we're living together, I'm prepared for any possibility - except falling for the three men who may have murdered my brother.