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Who the f--k gave Slade Cruz this kind of power over me? I don’t know how it happened. One minute he was the guy I loathed, and the next thing I knew, I was waking up beside him desperate to get out of there. When secrets are revealed, Slade and I realize that we are more connected than we could have ever known. Not only are we learning that our hearts beat as one, but we now share a common enemy who neither of us could have foreseen. I’m quickly learning that Lucien Valentine isn’t only the monster in my storybook, but makes appearances in many.

When Brady asks for Josh’s help to lose weight, their running regimen draws the two even closer. Slowly, Brady builds up the endurance he needs to chase after Josh, but Josh’s past and his own self-esteem issues keep tossing out hurdles. If they want the future they’ve been dreaming of, they’ll both need to shed the real weight they’re carrying.

Colt Paddock is cursed. A lone wolf doomed to carry secrets so heavy his only choice was to bury them. But secrets can’t stay buried forever. As the weight starts to crush him from the inside out, and his past collides with his present, threatening to destroy his future, will he finally let go of this burden?

Welcome to Devil’s Crossing. Here monsters don’t hide in the shadows. They aren’t made of myth and magic either. Normal men are the things that go bump in the night, and I am the most dangerous of them all. I am vengeance wrapped in a pretty package, but you can call me Sin, everyone else does. I’m a ghost made of flesh and blood. Legally, I don’t exist. Sold into slavery as a child, I exist as nothing more than a weapon, bringing death where the boss of our underground syndicate directs me.

With the feds breathing down his neck, Jericho has to find his way through Wade’s maze of half truths and manipulations. It would all be so much easier if Jericho could think straight in the other man’s presence. So much easier if their passionate past could be forgotten, and if he could be sure he’s strong enough to resist the temptation of a passionate present.

A murdered prostitute. An obvious suspect. Clear evidence. For once, Jericho Crewe has a straightforward crime to investigate, and Wade Granger isn’t involved. It all seems so simple, but Jericho’s instincts won’t let him rest. As he investigates, he finds troubling suggestions that the murder is a part of something larger and more sinister. But working within the boundaries of the law may keep him from finding the truth. If Jericho doesn’t break the rules, an innocent man may rot in jail while a killer remains free to strike again.

I was a monster when I had nothing. Forced to be an assassin for a criminal organization, it only took a simple order to have me end a life. Now, I have everything to lose. The woman I fought hard not to love, has become my entire world. I might have taken Raven to save her from her father, but I’m keeping her for myself. Till death do we part. Vows we shared in secret may come to be more prophesy than promise, because I’ll destroy anything that tries to keep me from her.

Raven and I fought for peace and found it inside chaos and bloodshed. Our life will never be perfect. There are too many victims and too much pain for us to wrap our happy ending in a bow. Not that a perfect ending matters to us, because that isn’t who we are. We found each other through pain, and tied ourselves to each other in ribbons of trauma.

A talented guitarist with a history of bad choices and even worse luck, Kit soon reunites with an old friend and learns about recent disappearances and mysterious deaths in the area. They begin to wonder if it’s connected to what they witnessed in the woods when they were kids...and if a creepy local family is involved. Stranger still, almost half of their high school graduating class has died.

Trouble comes to Mosely, Montana, from the outside world. When the residents of Mosely are left on their own, they can make things work. Sure, there’s always been a militia operating up in the hills, but they were small-scale—just survivalists doing their thing—until organizers came in from out of state. Now, Jericho Crewe and the rest of the sheriff’s department are facing down a heavily armed band of fanatics, and the feds are busy elsewhere.