He’s hurt. Hunted. Barely holding on. But Enzo will kill to keep him safe.

Enzo has already found his place at Redcars—a garage turned sanctuary for men with dangerous pasts and loyal hearts. He’s built a life of purpose, surrounded by a chosen family who knows exactly what it means to survive.

Then a bloodied, barefoot stranger collapses at their gate.

Terrified, half-starved, and hunted for the key to millions, Robbie has nowhere left to run. But Enzo sees him. Not just the bruises or the shadows of his past—but the man underneath, all sharp edges and shattered trust. And something in Enzo refuses to let go.

Redcars isn’t just a place to hide. It’s a promise. And when the past comes calling, Enzo will do whatever it takes to protect what’s his.

Enzo is a gritty MM romantic suspense featuring high stakes, found family, and an ex-con willing to cross the line for love. Expect drama, danger, “I would die for you” devotion, and the kind of love that doesn’t ask permission to stay.

Gritand grime are not usually words I associated with an RJ Scott novel, butEnzo, Red Cars 1 was exactly that. No warm fuzzies. No sweet platitudes.Hard men with newfound purposes and just enough humanity to find love.

Ex conEnzo and a nefarious group of men lived and breathed Red Cars- given a secondchance at life after committing heinous crimes. They protect their own nomatter the means.

Robbiefell into their laps after escaping unimaginable horrors, basically left fordead.

Thedynamics between Enzo and Robbie was slow burning as Robbie learned to trusthis new protector while Enzo learned to accept goodness could fall into hislap.

MsScott delivereda new form of writing that immediately transferred from vengeance to underdogto cheering for protagonist with an edge. After getting over the initial shockof the author’s new writing venture, this reader opened her mind and absorbedthe characterization; looking past their flaws and embracing these new unlikelyheroes.

DefiniteS.E.X.

A fivehandcuff review

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