Scythe's Purpose

She poured his whiskey without asking. He killed eight men without hesitating. Bridget Callahan has one rule: never belong to anyone again. After surviving an ex who put her in the hospital, she rebuilt her life behind the bar her uncle left her—pouring drinks, keeping her head down, and pretending she isn't terrified of the man who just got out of prison. The man who swore she'd always be his. Scythe hasn't felt anything in twenty years. The Army made him a weapon; the Gotham Reapers gave him a purpose. He doesn't do emotions. Doesn't do attachments. Doesn't do anything but swing when pointed and cut what needs cutting. But the bartender with the copper hair and the shaking hands makes him feel things he can't name. And when her psychotic ex starts building a crew to drag her back to hell, Scythe isn't asking permission to protect her. She pours his whiskey without questions—that makes her his. Now a stalker's army is hunting her, his club is at war, and the woman who swore she'd never trust another violent man is sleeping in his bed. Bridget's about to learn that some men don't know how to love gently—and Scythe's about to discover that weapons can learn to hold instead of cut. His woman. His blade. Anyone who threatens her bleeds. Scythe's Purpose is a full-length, standalone MC romance with a possessive alpha hero, a heroine who fights beside him instead of behind him, and an HEA. No cheating, no cliffhanger. This is Book 4 in the Gotham Reapers series.