In Belle Riviere´, everyone knows Dreux Foret.
They don’t accuse him.
They just don’t ask questions.
An ex-military ex-con who lives deep in Devil’s Bayou, Dreux keeps to himself—where the fog swallows sound and secrets sink without a trace. Branded as a child. Raised inside a cult that twisted voodoo into blood and control, led by the man who should have protected him, Gerard learned early that survival demands hard choices… and harder sins.
Josephine Lansky comes to Belle Riviere looking for her missing sister.
What she finds instead is a trail of women dumped into the bayou over decades—and a town determined to keep the truth buried. The sheriff blocks her investigation at every turn. The coroner watches her with open hostility. And neither of them like how close she’s getting to Gerard Foret.
Because Dreux notices her.
He notices the way she doesn’t scare easily. The way she looks at him like she’s trying to see past the rumors—and the violence he no longer pretends he’s innocent of. He tells himself to keep his distance. He tells himself she’s temporary.
He lies.
The closer Josephine gets to the truth, the more Dreux involves himself—protecting her, guiding her, crossing lines he swore he wouldn’t cross again. His interest turns possessive. His restraint turns fragile. And loving him becomes as dangerous as the investigation itself.
Because Dreux Foret doesn’t want to be a hero.
But if he decides Josephine belongs to him, he won’t hesitate to burn the bayou down to keep her safe.
There are no saints in Devil’s Bayou.
Genre: Romantic Suspense
They don’t accuse him.
They just don’t ask questions.
An ex-military ex-con who lives deep in Devil’s Bayou, Dreux keeps to himself—where the fog swallows sound and secrets sink without a trace. Branded as a child. Raised inside a cult that twisted voodoo into blood and control, led by the man who should have protected him, Gerard learned early that survival demands hard choices… and harder sins.
Josephine Lansky comes to Belle Riviere looking for her missing sister.
What she finds instead is a trail of women dumped into the bayou over decades—and a town determined to keep the truth buried. The sheriff blocks her investigation at every turn. The coroner watches her with open hostility. And neither of them like how close she’s getting to Gerard Foret.
Because Dreux notices her.
He notices the way she doesn’t scare easily. The way she looks at him like she’s trying to see past the rumors—and the violence he no longer pretends he’s innocent of. He tells himself to keep his distance. He tells himself she’s temporary.
He lies.
The closer Josephine gets to the truth, the more Dreux involves himself—protecting her, guiding her, crossing lines he swore he wouldn’t cross again. His interest turns possessive. His restraint turns fragile. And loving him becomes as dangerous as the investigation itself.
Because Dreux Foret doesn’t want to be a hero.
But if he decides Josephine belongs to him, he won’t hesitate to burn the bayou down to keep her safe.
There are no saints in Devil’s Bayou.
Genre: Romantic Suspense