She’s a walking red flag…I must be stupid or color-blind. I said she was trouble. I warned my brothers time and time again that Bay Astor would rip us apart and shatter everything we’ve built. Torin is drowning in grief over what she did to his brother. Reeve is getting high, snorting and popping everything he can to get by with the pain she caused. So, why am I babysitting and ensuring no one hurts her? Short answer—Levi Wallace. The King of South Shore. Her steroid-pushing bestie with an attitude problem. I’m not looking to go head-to-head with the guy when all I’ve wanted to do is end this war. To erase the divide that has had our two towns going at it for over a decade. However, I wasn’t strapped for the tantalizing attack—which was her lips. The mental warfare that led me to ask for her panties and start thinking with my dick. My boys are in a chokehold, and I’m starting to lose all rational and clear reasoning. Meanwhile, my Little Terror is out causing chaos and more problems for me. She won’t listen. And I’m tired of talking. So, when in doubt, I pulled out my king card to make her adhere to my words. That girl will be mine—whether she wants to be or not. And I won’t be taking any prisoners. CHAOS KILLS is a why choose, rival-towns, enemies to lovers idiots to lovers, voyeurism, hand necklaces, street racing, alpha male energy, suspense romance themes, arranged marriage, stepbrother, grayish romance. SOME CONTENT MAY BE TRIGGERING. PLEASE READ WITH CAUTION.