She was in the wrong place at the wrong time... The gunshots echo through me, allowing me to feel something... anything other than the pain that consumes me. This should be a warning to stay away, but for some reason she comes closer. Breaking my silence. Sharing my darkness. Close enough that I could see the look in her eyes. Not fear, but desire darkens her eyes in the moonlight. She must run. Run away from me, but she never does. She comes close enough to touch, tempting the devil within that wants to cause devastation for the loss I have suffered. I take what I need before I know the truth. A gorgeous girl in the shadows who tastes like sin is not an angel come to light my way. She's one of us. The one I should never have touched. And she has no idea. She could be my undoing...

The Angry Summer Knight is set in London, and everyone except Stella speaks British English. This may mean that the spelling looks incorrect compared to what you are used to.