They call him Skittles because he inks his body with the colors he can't see. His world is seen in black and white until a photo of a broken captive woman awakens the beast within. Now he will stop at nothing to find her, free her, and then make her his. Because she makes him feel, and that's better than seeing color any day.
They call her Seven, a title given by the evil one holding her captive. Her world is a prison until a colorful stranger steals her away from her hell. Now she is cherished and cared for by the sensitive brute, and falling for him fast. Except she has unfinished business with the one who harmed her. Vengeance is her new obsession, but being loved is breaking her in a whole new way.
Can a fire breathing werecat change her mind? Nothing is sweeter than revenge, they say. But maybe it's only because they've never tasted the rainbow.