“First, Dante Santiago held a gun to my head. Then he blew my world apart …”
He’s a criminal with no conscience. The whisper of a name, a faceless stranger… A man content to dwell in the shadows of his underworld.
I’m the light to his dark, an investigative reporter intent on exposing dangerous men like him. We were worlds apart until I caught his attention. Now I’m his captive, kept at the whim of a devil with no kindness or morality.
I may be an innocent but I have secrets too. For years I’ve been fighting a private war with the illegal drugs trade, with the cartel responsible for murdering my brother. I’m closer to revenge than I’ve ever been until his duplicity tears my life apart.
Ours is a relationship borne of hate but we can’t deny the fire that rages between us. But Dante’s a haunted man. He knows only pain and suffering until I see a spark of light buried deep within the shadows of his heart.
Now I have two choices. Save Dante Santiago’s soul or lose myself to his darkness forever.
Hearts Divine is the second book in bestselling author Catherine Wiltcher’s dark and thrilling Santiago Trilogy.
Eve
The FBI is forcing me apart from the man who haunts my dreams.
Dante Santiago.
My deepest, darkest secret.
The man I will never ever betray.Dante
Together we wiped my past from the face of this earth but another rose up in his place. An enemy more deadly, more determined. One who will stop at nothing to destroy me.
I run the risk of exposing my angel if I return.
I will lose myself to this darkness if I refuse.
HEARTS ON FIRE is the final book in bestselling author Catherine Wiltcher’s dark and thrilling Santiago Trilogy.
My Devil
He came into my life like a raging storm.
The man I despised.
The killer with no conscience.
I fell as hard as a woman like me can fall.
When he bleeds, I feel his pain. When we kiss, I taste his tragedy. When he kills, my heart is stained with all the colors of his vengeance.
My Angel
In the heat of the night we loved hard and became one.
I was the captor who became the captivated.
Her light was a blazing trail, illuminating the bullet holes that studded my darkness.
I betrayed but she forgave.
Now we’re standing on the threshold of hell and everyone around us is burning.
Trust no one.
Seek the truth.
Deliver justice.
We have no choice but to finish this war… Together.
Oh my gahhhhh….get ready for Dante’s note!
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Eve,
I used to think that a heart was a wasted organ, mi alma. A man like me survived on air and violence alone, my years of sin making me unworthy of more. My chest was a dark empty space with walls too thick to breach.
Then I saw you on that street, with your quiet determination and your places to be.
That’s when I felt it for the first time, my angel—the weak whisper of a beat as I trailed you into a liquor store with cruel intentions. It hit me harder as I held my gun to your head and forced you into submission, and with each new defiance in the months that followed, with each new act of insubordination, all four chambers were slowly revived by your light.
I refuse to apologize for the things I’ve done, and never more so than the night I stole you away and made you mine.
How do you regret salvation?
How do you recuse a second chance?
Your firsts have become my firsts. Your awakening has become my own. When we kiss, when we fuck, we find a place somewhere between heaven and hell and call it a home. For years, I lived to kill. Now, I find myself living for you, for the life we’re building, for the daughters we’re loving… My chest is a symphony of different beats. All beating for you, mi alma. You, and all your pretty redemption.
It still surprises me how the most ordinary of things—like watching you walk barefoot across the sand with your head turned toward the future and your dark hair lifting in the breeze—can shock this once-wasted organ into a percussion of noise. As such, this Valentine’s Day, I’m not going to profess a husband’s devotion or a lover’s gratitude. Instead, I’m making a single, solitary plea—from my resurrected heart to yours:
Stay with me.
Love this devil.
Forever.
Always.
Dante.
Catherine Wiltcher is a bestselling author of eighteen dark romance novels, including the Santiago Trilogy. A stage 4 cancer thriver and a former TV Producer, she writes flawed characters who always fall hard and deep for one another, whatever the cost.
She lives in the UK with her husband and two young daughters. If she ever found herself stranded on a desert island she’d like a large pink gin to keep her company… Cillian Murphy wouldn’t be a bad shout either.
