Ricca: You can’t outrun your history, a mistake I actually learned the hard way. Stripped of the last piece of my innocence in the center of the Californian desert, I waited for death. Then he made an appearance. My vengeful angel.

He’s everything I’m not really. He’s everything I want. He’s everything I can never have.

Ratchet: I’ll not permit my recent define me.

Left behind by my mother as a kid, I would be dead if it weren’t for Jagger. He had taken me into the Heaven’s Rejects and saved my life. Right now I want to conserve hers. The superficial cuts and bruises on her delicate skin don’t compare towards the pain lurking in her center. The pain I wish to save her from.

Somehow, I’ll discover a way to complete to her. Arrive hell or high water, she will be mine.

Contains mature themes.