The fear of commitment has become a serious epidemic and it has brought nothing but trouble into Reagan Parker's life. She always assumed she would be married by the time she turned thirty. Well her thirtieth birthday is only a year away and her boyfriend of five years has made it pretty clear he no plans to tie the knot. So she decides to take matters into her own hands and go after the life she has always imagined. Even if it turns out that the life she wants is far different than the one she imagined for herself.

Emily and Parker were childhood sweethearts but one terrible accident tears them apart. Six years later Emily returns to their small town, she's on the run from her abusive husband with her young infant son and the instant Parker sees her he knows that his feelings for her have not changed in all these years and he will do anything to keep her safe and claim her and the boy as his own.

Isaac has been looking for a submissive for years. He seems to never be able to find what it is he is looking for but he is hoping that is coming to a end soon. As Head Dom at the Playroom, a local BDSM club, he is getting tired of playing with the subs. He wants to find the one. Frost is in no way looking for any body. All he wants is to keep his fucking nose clean and run his tattoo shop in peace. His past is the kind that haunts a guy to the end of his days. But he did the crimes so now he has to pay somehow. Might as well be Karma kicking her size 14 up his ass. So why in the hell is this guy with salt and pepper hair and silvery blue eyes suddenly showing up in his life? What the hell is karma pulling? Safe Sane Consensual BDSM MalexMale relationship centric. Gay Erotica and Actions Romance. Mature 18+ readers.

*manxman* Third installment in 'The Crane Gang' series! Craig left his family in an attempt to figure out who he was now that the life he'd lived for so long was gone. Everyone else seems perfectly content but he can't seem to find that peace. He's lost.... self destructing. He doesn't want to hurt anyone but he can't seem to help himself from giving in to the very things that keep causing those around him pain. So he takes a job at a ranch to keep himself busy. Determined to learn to live without his vices and vowing to only return home when he's sure he won't let everyone down once more. But still that inner peace seems elusive. Until the strong, arrogant, bossy foreman, Ezekiel Marks begins to break down Craig's walls, crash through his defenses and refuses to give up on him. Somehow, lost in Ezekiel's arms, Craig begins to find that peace he's longed for--and the dark-skinned foreman begins to replace all his other outlaw vices.

Highest Ranking: #4 My eyes were wide as I slowly got to my feet, turning to yank the dagger that was embedded down to the hilt in the wall, where my head was moments ago. "What the fuck was that for?" I said in shock, completely flabbergasted as I stared at him with a bewildered look on my face. Judging by the shocked expressions on Elliot and Dylan's faces, it looked like they hadn't expected their Alpha to throw a fucking dagger at my head either. Heath flashed his teeth at me in a smile that was more predatory than pleasant. "Just making sure your arm isn't going to be a hindrance to our rescue mission." My jaw dropped. By throwing a fucking dagger at my head? Enraged, I let the burst of anger spur my next actions, and before anyone could so much as twitch, I was across the room, toe-to-toe with Heath, one hand fisting his shirt and pressing him against the edge of the desk and the other holding the blade of the dagger at his neck. I applied the slightest pressure on the blade, shallow enough it wasn't lethal, at least not for a werewolf, and deep enough so blood welled up at the thin cut. "Just making sure this isn't silver," I said mockingly, and I didn't hide my smirk when the wound didn't heal over. "Oh wait," I widened my eyes, feigning shock, "this is silver." I flashed him a wicked grin, completely unrepentant, and his eyes were a thunderous black as he looked down at me. "Oops," I smirked. "My bad."

An Outlaw's Silence (Wyatt's Story) ***Only a handful of people in Wyatt's life ever given a darn about him-because of that, Wyatt is extremely loyal and protective of his 'family'. So when he catches a man sneaking around at the edge of Jeb's land, he is quick to apprehend him and hold him captive in a shack. Wyatt's intention had been to discover what the man wanted and determine whether or not he needed to be killed-until the trespasser somehow gets loose and vanishes. *** Zachariah is on a mission. A mission to save his sister from the outlaws who are holding her captive as a way to get their revenge on him for a life he had been trying hard to leave behind. He doesn't have time for the quiet man who is holding him captive. He doesn't have time to delve into the feeling the stranger stirs in him. ***But when trouble follows Zachariah and Wyatt ends up in trouble, Zachariah rides to the rescue and the two embark on a deadly journey to save Zachariah's sister, get rid of the outlaws holding her and find out if love can be found without words.

Gilliam Tomlinson had had to fight for every ounce of respect he had ever managed to gain from the Texas Rangers. His late father had been less than an honorable man and it seemed that despite Gilliam's attempts to distance himself from that memory, he carried his deceased father's legacy along with him like a heavy wool cloak he never could quite shake off. Then the chance he'd been waiting for fell right into his lap. A gang led by a mysterious outlaw who had so far evaded any notice had been wreaking havoc and stealing cattle from the rich land barons of Texas and they wanted it stopped. Gilliam's job was simple: infiltrate the gang, learn about their leader, gain their trust and then bring them down. It should have been easy. It should have been a simple, cut and dry operation... but Gilliam had never imagined the gang leader would have such fiery green eyes and he'd certainly never imagined the leader would be a man named Jeb who made his body heat up and his brain shut down. What follows is a struggle unlike any Gilliam has ever known. Law, order and duty tell him what he was supposed to do but there was something about that man, something about that life, something about the way he felt among those people that just felt right. Now he faced a choice. Listen to the code of a lawman or the heart of an outlaw.

*** Ansel Adams, or Ance as those he knows tend to call him, is a bad man though he didn't consider that to be his fault. His father had been a bad man, his grandfather had been a bad man--hell as far as Ance knew he came from a long line of men were just a bitten rotten down at their core. Everyone that knew Ance knew he was a man who would never change, never give up his lifestyle, never settle down....Until Penelope Reynolds came sobbing into his life. Ance hadn't given much thought to offering this rich man protection as he took a load of stolen goods to market until he realized that the banging sound coming from the crate was a tiny little blond with pigtails, freckles and a bad leg. Suddenly he's struck with a choice. Save the girl and return her to her family or simply let life do what life does and chalk it up to bad luck for little Penelope--in the past the latter choice would have been easy, but not now. *** Audrey Reynolds had never been so afraid in her life. Her daughter has been stolen. Her daughter is all she has left in the world since the murder of her husband five years earlier. Desperate to find Penelope, Audrey enlists the help of U.S. Marshall Rodger York who also happens to be the man who's been trying to marry her since the day after her husband had been placed under the ground. They embark on a journey to find Penelope and Rodger has vowed to kill whoever took the girl away. But things go wrong and Audrey learns that the very man she went to for help might be the man responsible for every bad thing that's happened in the last five years...... Will Audrey find a way to survive but more importantly will she ever see her daughter alive again?

The last thing Liam Mcyntire expected to find in his barn one cold February morning, was a half-starved , frozen-solid woman. She's covered in bruises and full of mistrust and suspicions. He'd been perfectly content in his bachelor life of trapping critters, selling furs and living in solitude but this mysterious woman might just change all that. Emma Hawke was running. Running from her father, from the damage the man had done. Running from a life she didn't want--a life no different from the one that had killed her mother. She's never been off the mountain. She trusts nothing and no one--not even the man who saved her life by bringing her out of the cold. If Liam's going to win her heart, he's going to have to learn patience and how to truly care for someone more than he does himself. He'll have to love her softly. Can Emma overcome her past? Can she learn to trust--possibly even love--despite the fear that she holds of men and of marriage? Or will her past track her down and destroy any hope she has for a future?

Liam Smith is in Texas for the funeral of a fallen comrade. He proudly serves his country and would do anything for a fellow Marine. What he doesn't expect is the beautiful blonde sister his friend left behind. She's classy and strong, but he can see right through her brave facade and into her wounded heart. Juliet Pines hates seven letter words. She's been hurt by them too many times in her eighteen years. She's barely holding it together at her brother's funeral when an attractive Marine catches her eye. He might be charming and a temptation that would be hard to say no to, but at the end of the day he is still belongs to the Marines. Liam offers to help Juliet carrying out her brother's last request, putting the two of them in close quarters for an epic road trip. Can he show Juliet that not all seven-letter words have to be so painful? He's hoping he can burn up her seven-letter list with a little passion and a whole lot of romance.