Brody cringed at the sound of his brother’s voice, tamping down on the urge to get up and leave the house, the pack, completely. He didn’t hate his sibling. But he didn’t exactly have warm and fuzzy feelings about him either. There was something about Mason that had always set his back ...
Every time he stepped on the property he remembered. He remembered the fights, the anger...the gaping loneliness. Now as he stood watching a modern-day David and Goliath tale, every memory became more acute, sharper. No matter how many times Mr. Mini Fists of Fury got knocked down, he bounced bac...
It should’ve made that funny feeling in her chest return; the one where she wanted to run as far away from him as possible. But she wasn’t scared and she didn’t want to run. The only thing Becca felt at the moment was need—the need to have Dean Alexander inside her. Now. She was done playing the ...
He kept knocking until he heard a few footsteps and an, “I’m coming!” Then he waited. The door swung open and Kyran pushed through without a moment’s hesitation, anger threatening to choke him. “Enough of this bullshit, Ryssa,” he growled. He’d planned the perfect night, and she hadn’t even shown...
“But Fitz–” “No.” “Why can’t you just–” “Zuly,” Fitz cut into her next sentence, staring at her like she was Satan himself. “I’m. Not. Going.” Frustration built, threatening to spill over. Instead she just sucked in a huge breath. “Fine.” She coul...
Kaisal tore his gaze away from Callum, who was laughing and stomping all across some dancing game just a few feet away. When he’d said the deli he was taking them to loved little ones, he hadn’t been exaggerating. It was full of games and toys and lights. All the things that drew the attention of...
No matter how many giggles he’d heard, or how many of the boys at Trenton Home had attached themselves to his legs, causing him to smile, he still found himself more than a little troubled. There was only one reason for that—Nyssa. He called and there was no answer; he texted and there was no res...
Her one sure-fire shield against the blatant intent in her husband’s warm amber eyes. Her stomach hadn’t been in this many knots since the first time they’d slept together. This was Luciano, her partner, right? The man she’d chosen above anyone else because when she needed to she could hide behin...
She looked as though she’d launch herself at the ceiling and stick there if he moved anywhere near her without her permission. She’d had that same reaction over the last four days that he’d shown up in her studio. Channing’s expression ranged from embarrassment anytime he touched her to fearful t...