Wild. Free. Wind. Road. Escape. For fifteen years Sara Gulliver yearned for anything that wasn't home. Her blood itched and her little Honda drove her wherever she wanted to go, uncaring of relationships, friendships and the world outside her own breeze. At thirty, when the road became bumpy, the wind chilling and life caught up, she decides to settle and grow roots, the only issue is that growing roots on a wind-born tree is almost impossible. Catcher has lived on fumes for a decade. The past doesn't fade when one has a past like his. Every day, moment to moment, he fights demons screaming. His life is defined by one thing, the club. Standing at the helm of a brotherhood is the only reason he ever raises his gaze to anything . A strip club, money changing hands and a brotherhood who desperately needed some sunshine. A woman who wanted roots but found chains. This is a a story of finding your place in the world, no matter what that might be. (MC story, highly explicit, be warned)

In rain-soaked Dublin, Aoife begins to unravel the life she thought was hers, discovering that love, identity, and belonging are not given - they are claimed. *** Aoife Brennan planned the perfect night to celebrate the life she thought they were building together. But when the clock strikes midnight, she discovers that some truths don't come crashing down - they unravel, quietly. Set in the rainy corners of Dublin, The Placeholder is a story of love mistaken for fate, and the quiet ache of being someone's almost.