You want to know who Liam Morel really is? Why he hurts, why he fights, why he walks the razor’s edge between desire and duty?

Here’s the truth:
This book was never meant to start with him so young. I wanted an older, steadier Liam, a man who’d already faced his demons and learned how to hold power without burning everyone he loved. But the story had its own will. Liam appeared at twenty-two, all raw nerve and unresolved hunger, haunted by loss and the promise he made to a dead friend.

This isn’t a fantasy about whips, chains, or forbidden toys. Liam’s dominance isn’t performative, it’s psychological, born of trauma, loyalty, and the weight of a Swiss legacy that’s colder than winter.
The Sceau Blanc isn’t an American secret society. No kidnappings, no gratuitous madness. It’s a centuries-old institution, created by seventeen founding families who rule with ritual, reputation, and secrets. To survive initiation, you must destroy what matters most and prove you can control yourself and others, no matter the cost.

Liam and Élise aren’t just two lovers. They’re leaders. Heirs.
They don’t get to walk away just because it hurts. They carry the Clave, the legacy, the responsibility to their house and their blood. Élise runs the health sector. Liam rules finance. Noah, before the end, was the face of public power. Their bond isn’t soft, but it’s real.

If you came for shock value or easy comfort, you won’t find it here.
What you’ll find is the hardest surrender: power given and taken, loyalty tested, love that cuts and scars but never disappears.

Will Liam change? Yes. In my other books, you’ll find him older, wiser, maybe even gentle. But here, in Burn with Me, you’re witnessing the trial by fire, the forging of a man, not just a fantasy.
This is where he began.
And this is why I had to write him, even if it wasn’t always easy to follow him through the dark.

— Cara