Ash and Iron
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Last published Mon, Jun 23, 2025
He calms the storms. She becomes one.
Elias Ash is the kind of man who can talk down a gunman with nothing but a soft voice and steady hands. He's calm, composed, and quietly brave-the anchor in any room.
Selene is his wife. Ex-operative. Reformed recluse. Gentle, kind... until the day someone puts Elias in a hospital bed and threatens what she loves.
Now the world will remember what she used to be.
Enemies thought she was the weak spot. They never realized Elias was the leash.
As blood is spilled and cities tremble, one thing becomes devastatingly clear:
she will end anyone who lays a finger on her husband.
A scorching action-romance where love isn't soft-it's deadly.
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