Five years ago three men confessed to killing my brother. Now I'm living with them. Five years ago I was falsely accused of murder. Then three gorgeous enigmatic men confessed to the crime. Otis: the quirky protector who worships the ground I walk on. Wolf: my dead brother’s best friend, older and forbidden to touch me. Jace: the bully who despises me. The newspapers called them the Blackwell Beasts. Were they scapegoats for someone else's crime? Or is one - or all of them - a killer? Now that we're living together, I'm prepared for any possibility - except falling for the three men who may have murdered my brother.