Mercy is a weakness. Yakov Morozov has spent thirty years making sure he doesn’t have one.
He is the Bratva’s best hand — the one they send when a problem needs to disappear quietly. He doesn’t ask why. He doesn’t hesitate. He was made for this in the ashes of a fire that took everything, by the only father he has ever known.
Then they send him to erase a witness. He walks into a funeral home at three in the morning, and he raises the gun — and for the first time in his life, his hand will not move.
Ezra Lang washes the dead for a living. He has spent his whole life reading dangerous men to survive them, so he knows exactly what is standing in his workroom with a silencer and winter-grey eyes. He should be begging. Instead he asks the killer to cover the body gently — and refuses, quietly, completely, to give the man the fear he came for.
Now they are both marked. One safehouse. An entire organization closing in. And a secret buried in a dead man’s face that could set them free or put them both in the ground.
Yakov was built to feel nothing. Ezra is the one thing he was never allowed to want. And wanting him is going to cost them everything.
Some doors, once you open them, do not close again.
He was sent to end one life. He never planned on it being his own.
MERCY is a standalone dark MM Bratva romance with a happy-for-now ending.
DEAD MEN: interconnected standalone romances in one brutal world. Each book follows a different man and can be read in any order.
