Steele resolve, p.11
Steele Resolve, page 11
He chuckles and turns to face me with a quick glance at the rest of the Hawkes milling around us in the yard and on the patio. “Why do you say it like that?”
“Like what?” I raise an eyebrow at him.
“Like it's the craziest suggestion in the world.”
Maybe because it is.
Luca gave up his empire to be with me. Everything he came to town for, he just tossed out the window to be with me, to ensure we could be safe. He’s given up so much. He can't really want to get married right now.
His coal-black eyes burn as he assesses me. “Why is it so strange for someone to want to marry the person they love?” He raises a dark eyebrow at me.
My skin heats, even as goosebumps spread over my arms. I still can't believe it. Luca Abello—in love with me. All mine. And without any guilt. Everything I believed could never happen is a reality, and now, he's offering me something I honestly thought impossible.
“Are you being serious?”
He releases a deep sigh and turns his head to look at everyone gathered on the patio and around the pool. Gabe and Skye relax on lounge chairs in the sun while Dani splashes in the shallow end of the pool with Kennedy. Savage has his phone raised, snapping pictures like the proud father and husband he truly is. Stone sits under the overhang in the shade, looking on while Nora holds a sleeping Isaac. Saint and Caroline huddle together in the corner near the door to the house, and he leans down and whispers something in her ear that has her blushing ten shades of red.
“Look around you, Byron. Everyone here is blissfully happy. Even after everything they've been through, they've managed to find their way to the person they were meant to be with. Their other half. It took me almost losing you to understand what my priorities were.” He turns back to me. “I won't make that mistake again.”
“And you think getting married is going to somehow prevent you from losing me? I'm not going anywhere.” I shrug.
He chuckles that deep low rumble that has my cock hardening despite the very inappropriate time and place. “I know you're not. And neither am I. But I want the confidence that the world knows you’re mine and I’m yours.”
There’s the honest answer. Luca wants the world to know he owns me.
Before Luca, that would have pissed me the fuck off. Having someone stake a claim. Yet with him, I'm okay with it. His possessive and demanding nature is one of the things I love about him. Even though it drives me nuts sometimes, even though we argue and fight about stupid shit because neither of us wants to give an inch. At the end of the day, he's the one I come home to. He's the one whose strong arms wrap around me in the middle of the night and hold me when I have nightmares or a flashback of the shooting. He's the one whispering in my ear that he loves me.
Ever since the night of the shooting when he told me he was giving up the business, I've always known it was him. Forever. That everything was going to somehow work out. That he was my happily ever after.
“Wow.” I take a sip of my beer as I try to wrap my head around his words. “You really are serious.”
He grins at me, and my cock finally makes it to full mast. “I'm deadly serious. I want you to have all of me and what’s mine. If anything were ever to happen to me, I want to make sure you get it all.”
A chill I haven’t felt in a long time slithers up my spine and cools my libido. “Nothing is going to happen to you.”
His smile falters. “You don't know that.”
He's right. I don't. None of us do.
He may be out of the business, but men like Castillo will always see him as a threat as long as he's alive and here in New Orleans, and he still has his deal with his old Jersey crew that requires he send a certain amount to them. An amount he now needs to make solely off the legitimate businesses here. All we can hope is that people continue to leave us alone to live our lives as long as we don't step on any toes.
“So…” He raises a brow at me. “What do you say?”
“What? Are you proposing?”
This isn’t exactly the most romantic setting for this.
He shakes his head and takes a swig of his beer. “I guess I kind of am.”
I glance around at everyone surrounding us. “Is this really the place to do this?”
A sly grin spreads across his lips, and another pull from the bottle. “What better place could there be than with family?”
LUCA
For better or for worse, the Hawkes are family. Despite all the history between us, all the vile things that happened due to the Abello family and what I caused to happen to Byron, the Hawkes have slowly returned to me.
I had two goals when I returned to New Orleans: to control the city and to get my friends back. I abandoned one for love, but the other has offered me more than I ever thought possible. Giving up my criminal life opened the door to the Hawkes finally accepting me back. It’s taken a long time and some frank conversations to get where we are today. But we’re in a really fucking great place.
If only Byron would just say yes, I’d have everything I could ever need.
Savage approaches while I wait for a response from the man who holds my heart. “Mom says the food’s ready. Let's head in.”
Byron and I exchange a look. He hasn't answered.
Savage narrows his eyes. “What's going on with you two?”
I shake my head and plaster on a smile. “Nothing. Just talking about how great it is to be with family on this beautiful Sunday afternoon.”
The eldest Hawke gives me a strange look but heads into the house with us trailing behind him. Everyone files out of the pool and makes their way inside and around the massive table. These are the family dinners I always remembered from my childhood, with Antonia Hawke at the head of the table and a delicious food spread out in front of me.
My eyes burn with unshed tears, and I rub them before anyone notices. I didn’t think I’d get so emotional being here again. When Savage invited us for dinner and said he wanted “the entire family” there, it was the final olive branch Byron and I needed, and we grabbed it with both hands and held on tightly.
It finally feels like being home.
Antonia appears from the kitchen, carrying a massive bowl of spaghetti and meatballs. “Everyone sit.”
I pull out my chair and slide in with Byron next to me. My hand finds his thigh under the table, and I gently squeeze it before I lean into him and brush my lips against his ear. “You didn't answer me.”
He turns his head toward me, so our lips are a mere hairsbreadth away. “I know.”
Smartass.
I press my lips to his without even thinking about the audience.
“Oooh! Luca and Byron sitting in the tree, K-I-S-S-I-N-G.” Angelina’s playful observation has the room bursting out into laughter.
Storm nudges her. “Stop that. It's not nice to make fun of people.”
Angelina frowns. “I'm not making fun of them, just having some fun.”
Her mother considers it for a moment, then turns her smile on me. My heart stutters.
Of all the Hawkes, she has, by far, suffered the worst because of the man who gave me my name, and it's taken her the longest to come around to the fact that I'm no longer a threat to them. Savage and Gabe and I are going to be business partners very soon, and the one sticking point has been that Storm didn’t trust me yet. But that smile tells me it'll happen eventually. It may take time. It may take years, but some day, I'll have them all back fully.
I nod in her direction, and Landon leans and whispers something to her that has her chuckling and swatting his shoulder.
Antonia Hawke stands at the head of the table. “Shhh, everyone. I have something to say.”
“Oh, here we go…” Skye jokes from the other side of the table.
Her mother scowls at her. “Can you keep that sass in check for five minutes?”
Gabe barks out a laugh. “We all know that’s not happening.” He leans in and presses a kiss to Skye’s temple, and she playfully shoves him away.
Antonia smiles. “I know, but a mother can dream.”
Everyone laughs as the matriarch of the family looks around at each person at the table and finally stops on me. Now that the entire family knows the truth about everything that happened with Dom, I’m confident whatever she's going to say will be meaningful.
She sighs. “If you had asked me a few years ago if I'd be sitting here with all of you, with three of my grandchildren, and with everyone happy and healthy, I would've said no way. When we lost Sam and I was left with you kids, alone, I thought my world had ended. I got some help.” She doesn't have to say from whom. We all know she's referring to Dom, but she doesn't say the name. No one has for a long time, and I think that's for the best.
The only good things the man ever did were introduce me to the Hawkes and teach me the value of loyalty. Something that he himself couldn't abide by. He betrayed them more than once for his own benefit, but I will never make that mistake. I know what I have in these people, and it’s something no money can buy.
Antonia sucks in a deep breath, sniffles, and waves her hand in the air. “I promised myself I wasn't gonna cry. Anyway, I just wanted to say that seeing all of you here, having Luca back under our roof and everyone getting along for once, it just makes me so happy, I can't even express it.”
Gabe stands, walks over to her, and tugs her into a hug.
She clings to him as tears stream down her cheeks, then pulls away and swipes at them. “Okay, enough blabbering. Let's eat.”
Byron rises to his feet beside me. “Actually, there’s something I want to say.”
What the hell is he doing?
Everyone freezes and turns their attention to him. He glances down at me and squeezes my shoulder. “I know things were tense for a while between all of us. And rightfully so. It was my fault, but the fact that you all have been willing to not only forgive everything that's happened but also to embrace Luca as part of the family means more to me than you could ever know. And while we continue to work on plans for The Steele Hawke Cage and all of our other business endeavors, there's one other thing we can celebrate.”
Oh, my God…
Goosebumps break out across my skin.
He wouldn’t.
Byron looks down, and his dark eyes hold my gaze. The love and trust shimmering there is something I’ve never experienced and couldn’t ever imagine seeing from someone else. “Luca and I are getting married.”
“What?” The chorus of surprised gasps breaks out around the room, and Antonia races around the table and throws her arms around me. She pulls me up from the chair and kisses my cheek. “Oh, my God, I'm so happy for you.”
I grin at the woman was who was like a second mother to me growing up. “Me too.”
She embraces me, and I meet Byron’s gaze over her shoulder. He gives me a knowing smirk.
I mouth to him. “You couldn't have told me in private?”
He shrugs and turns to accept congratulations from Stone and Nora to his left while everyone else chatters excitedly about our upcoming nuptials. Antonia finally releases me with a smile so bright, it lights up the entire room, and I reach out and pull Byron to me.
I press my mouth to his, this time not caring that everyone in the room is watching, and whisper against his lips, “Are you ready to become Mr. Abello?”
He chuckles and shakes his head. “Are you ready to become Mr. Harris?”
I pull back and grin at him. “We’ll hyphenate it.”
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ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Gwyn McNamee is an attorney, writer, wife, and mother (to one human baby and two fur babies). Originally from the Midwest, Gwyn relocated to her husband’s home town of Las Vegas in 2015 and is enjoying her respite from the cold and snow. Gwyn has been writing down her crazy stories and ideas for years and finally decided to share them with the world. She loves to write stories with a bit of suspense and action mingled with romance and heat.
When she isn’t either writing or voraciously devouring any books she can get her hands on, Gwyn is busy adding to her tattoo collection, golfing, and stirring up trouble with her perfect mix of sweetness and sarcasm (usually while wearing heels).
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OTHER WORKS BY GWYN MCNAMEE
The Hawke Family Series
Savage Collision (The Hawke Family - Book One)
He’s everything she didn’t know she wanted. She’s everything he thought he could never have.
The last thing I expect when I walk into The Hawkeye Club is to fall head over heels in lust. It’s supposed to be a rescue mission. I have to get my baby sister off the pole, into some clothes, and out of the grasp of the pussy peddler who somehow manipulated her into stripping. But the moment I see Savage Hawke and verbally spar with him, my ability to remain rational flies out the window and my libido takes center stage. I’ve never wanted a relationship—my time is better spent focusing on taking down the scum running this city—but what I want and what I need are apparently two different things.
Danika Eriksson storms into my office in her high heels and on her high horse. Her holier-than-thou attitude and accusations should offend me, but instead, I can’t get her out of my head or my heart. Her incomparable drive, take-no prisoners attitude, and blatant honesty captivate me and hold me prisoner. I should steer clear, but my self-preservation instinct is apparently dead—which is exactly what our relationship will be once she knows everything. It’s only a matter of time.
The truth doesn’t always set you free. Sometimes, it just royally screws you.
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Tortured Skye (The Hawke Family - Book Two)
She’s always been off-limits. He’s always just out of reach.
Falling in love with Gabe Anderson was as easy as breathing. Fighting my feelings for my brother’s best friend was agonizingly hard. I never imagined giving in to my desire for him would cause such a destructive ripple effect. That kiss was my grasp at a lifeline—something, anything to hold me steady in my crumbling life. Now, I have to suffer with the fallout while trying to convince him it’s all worth the consequences.
Guilt overwhelms me—over what I’ve done, the lives I’ve taken, and more than anything, over my feelings for Skye Hawke. Craving my best friend’s little sister is insanely self-destructive. It never should have happened, but since the moment she kissed me, I haven’t been able to get her out of my mind. If I take what I want, I risk losing everything. If I don’t, I’ll lose her and a piece of myself. The raging storm threatening to rain down on the city is nothing compared to the one that will come from my decision.
Love can be torture, but sometimes, love is the only thing that can save you.
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Stone Sober (The Hawke Family - Book Three)
She’s innocent and sweet. He’s dark and depraved.
Stone Hawke is precisely the kind of man women are warned about— handsome, intelligent, arrogant, and intricately entangled with some dangerous people. I should stay away, but he manages to strip my soul bare with just a look and dominates my thoughts. Bad decisions are in my past. My life is (mostly) on track, even if it is no longer the one to medical school. I can’t allow myself to cave to the fierce pull and ardent attraction I feel toward the youngest Hawke.
Nora Eriksson is off-limits, and not just because she’s my brother’s employee and sister-in-law. Despite the fact she’s stripping at The Hawkeye Club, she has an innocent and pure heart. Normally, the only thing that appeals to me about innocence is the opportunity to taint it. But not when it comes to Nora. I can’t expose her to the filth permeating my life. There are too many things I can’t control, things completely out of my hands. She doesn’t deserve any of it, but the power she holds over me is stronger than any addiction.
The hardest battles we fight are often with ourselves, but only through defeating our own demons can we find true peace.
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Building Storm (The Hawke Family - Book Four)
She hasn’t been living. He’s looking for a way to forget it all.
My life went up in flames. All I’m left with is my daughter and ashes. The simple act of breathing is so excruciating, there are days I wish I could stop altogether. So I have no business being at the party, and I definitely shouldn’t be in the arms of the handsome stranger. When his lips meet mine, he breathes life into me for the first time since the day the inferno disintegrated my world. But loving again isn’t in the cards, and there are even greater dangers to face than trying to keep Landon McCabe out of my heart.
Running is my only option. I have to get away from Chicago and the betrayal that shattered my world. I need a new life-one without attachments. The vibrancy of New Orleans convinces me it’s possible to start over. Yet in all the excitement of a new city, it’s Storm Hawke’s dark, sad beauty that draws me in. She isn’t looking for love, and we both need a hot, sweaty release without feelings getting involved. But even the best laid plans fail, and life can leave you burned.
“Like what?” I raise an eyebrow at him.
“Like it's the craziest suggestion in the world.”
Maybe because it is.
Luca gave up his empire to be with me. Everything he came to town for, he just tossed out the window to be with me, to ensure we could be safe. He’s given up so much. He can't really want to get married right now.
His coal-black eyes burn as he assesses me. “Why is it so strange for someone to want to marry the person they love?” He raises a dark eyebrow at me.
My skin heats, even as goosebumps spread over my arms. I still can't believe it. Luca Abello—in love with me. All mine. And without any guilt. Everything I believed could never happen is a reality, and now, he's offering me something I honestly thought impossible.
“Are you being serious?”
He releases a deep sigh and turns his head to look at everyone gathered on the patio and around the pool. Gabe and Skye relax on lounge chairs in the sun while Dani splashes in the shallow end of the pool with Kennedy. Savage has his phone raised, snapping pictures like the proud father and husband he truly is. Stone sits under the overhang in the shade, looking on while Nora holds a sleeping Isaac. Saint and Caroline huddle together in the corner near the door to the house, and he leans down and whispers something in her ear that has her blushing ten shades of red.
“Look around you, Byron. Everyone here is blissfully happy. Even after everything they've been through, they've managed to find their way to the person they were meant to be with. Their other half. It took me almost losing you to understand what my priorities were.” He turns back to me. “I won't make that mistake again.”
“And you think getting married is going to somehow prevent you from losing me? I'm not going anywhere.” I shrug.
He chuckles that deep low rumble that has my cock hardening despite the very inappropriate time and place. “I know you're not. And neither am I. But I want the confidence that the world knows you’re mine and I’m yours.”
There’s the honest answer. Luca wants the world to know he owns me.
Before Luca, that would have pissed me the fuck off. Having someone stake a claim. Yet with him, I'm okay with it. His possessive and demanding nature is one of the things I love about him. Even though it drives me nuts sometimes, even though we argue and fight about stupid shit because neither of us wants to give an inch. At the end of the day, he's the one I come home to. He's the one whose strong arms wrap around me in the middle of the night and hold me when I have nightmares or a flashback of the shooting. He's the one whispering in my ear that he loves me.
Ever since the night of the shooting when he told me he was giving up the business, I've always known it was him. Forever. That everything was going to somehow work out. That he was my happily ever after.
“Wow.” I take a sip of my beer as I try to wrap my head around his words. “You really are serious.”
He grins at me, and my cock finally makes it to full mast. “I'm deadly serious. I want you to have all of me and what’s mine. If anything were ever to happen to me, I want to make sure you get it all.”
A chill I haven’t felt in a long time slithers up my spine and cools my libido. “Nothing is going to happen to you.”
His smile falters. “You don't know that.”
He's right. I don't. None of us do.
He may be out of the business, but men like Castillo will always see him as a threat as long as he's alive and here in New Orleans, and he still has his deal with his old Jersey crew that requires he send a certain amount to them. An amount he now needs to make solely off the legitimate businesses here. All we can hope is that people continue to leave us alone to live our lives as long as we don't step on any toes.
“So…” He raises a brow at me. “What do you say?”
“What? Are you proposing?”
This isn’t exactly the most romantic setting for this.
He shakes his head and takes a swig of his beer. “I guess I kind of am.”
I glance around at everyone surrounding us. “Is this really the place to do this?”
A sly grin spreads across his lips, and another pull from the bottle. “What better place could there be than with family?”
LUCA
For better or for worse, the Hawkes are family. Despite all the history between us, all the vile things that happened due to the Abello family and what I caused to happen to Byron, the Hawkes have slowly returned to me.
I had two goals when I returned to New Orleans: to control the city and to get my friends back. I abandoned one for love, but the other has offered me more than I ever thought possible. Giving up my criminal life opened the door to the Hawkes finally accepting me back. It’s taken a long time and some frank conversations to get where we are today. But we’re in a really fucking great place.
If only Byron would just say yes, I’d have everything I could ever need.
Savage approaches while I wait for a response from the man who holds my heart. “Mom says the food’s ready. Let's head in.”
Byron and I exchange a look. He hasn't answered.
Savage narrows his eyes. “What's going on with you two?”
I shake my head and plaster on a smile. “Nothing. Just talking about how great it is to be with family on this beautiful Sunday afternoon.”
The eldest Hawke gives me a strange look but heads into the house with us trailing behind him. Everyone files out of the pool and makes their way inside and around the massive table. These are the family dinners I always remembered from my childhood, with Antonia Hawke at the head of the table and a delicious food spread out in front of me.
My eyes burn with unshed tears, and I rub them before anyone notices. I didn’t think I’d get so emotional being here again. When Savage invited us for dinner and said he wanted “the entire family” there, it was the final olive branch Byron and I needed, and we grabbed it with both hands and held on tightly.
It finally feels like being home.
Antonia appears from the kitchen, carrying a massive bowl of spaghetti and meatballs. “Everyone sit.”
I pull out my chair and slide in with Byron next to me. My hand finds his thigh under the table, and I gently squeeze it before I lean into him and brush my lips against his ear. “You didn't answer me.”
He turns his head toward me, so our lips are a mere hairsbreadth away. “I know.”
Smartass.
I press my lips to his without even thinking about the audience.
“Oooh! Luca and Byron sitting in the tree, K-I-S-S-I-N-G.” Angelina’s playful observation has the room bursting out into laughter.
Storm nudges her. “Stop that. It's not nice to make fun of people.”
Angelina frowns. “I'm not making fun of them, just having some fun.”
Her mother considers it for a moment, then turns her smile on me. My heart stutters.
Of all the Hawkes, she has, by far, suffered the worst because of the man who gave me my name, and it's taken her the longest to come around to the fact that I'm no longer a threat to them. Savage and Gabe and I are going to be business partners very soon, and the one sticking point has been that Storm didn’t trust me yet. But that smile tells me it'll happen eventually. It may take time. It may take years, but some day, I'll have them all back fully.
I nod in her direction, and Landon leans and whispers something to her that has her chuckling and swatting his shoulder.
Antonia Hawke stands at the head of the table. “Shhh, everyone. I have something to say.”
“Oh, here we go…” Skye jokes from the other side of the table.
Her mother scowls at her. “Can you keep that sass in check for five minutes?”
Gabe barks out a laugh. “We all know that’s not happening.” He leans in and presses a kiss to Skye’s temple, and she playfully shoves him away.
Antonia smiles. “I know, but a mother can dream.”
Everyone laughs as the matriarch of the family looks around at each person at the table and finally stops on me. Now that the entire family knows the truth about everything that happened with Dom, I’m confident whatever she's going to say will be meaningful.
She sighs. “If you had asked me a few years ago if I'd be sitting here with all of you, with three of my grandchildren, and with everyone happy and healthy, I would've said no way. When we lost Sam and I was left with you kids, alone, I thought my world had ended. I got some help.” She doesn't have to say from whom. We all know she's referring to Dom, but she doesn't say the name. No one has for a long time, and I think that's for the best.
The only good things the man ever did were introduce me to the Hawkes and teach me the value of loyalty. Something that he himself couldn't abide by. He betrayed them more than once for his own benefit, but I will never make that mistake. I know what I have in these people, and it’s something no money can buy.
Antonia sucks in a deep breath, sniffles, and waves her hand in the air. “I promised myself I wasn't gonna cry. Anyway, I just wanted to say that seeing all of you here, having Luca back under our roof and everyone getting along for once, it just makes me so happy, I can't even express it.”
Gabe stands, walks over to her, and tugs her into a hug.
She clings to him as tears stream down her cheeks, then pulls away and swipes at them. “Okay, enough blabbering. Let's eat.”
Byron rises to his feet beside me. “Actually, there’s something I want to say.”
What the hell is he doing?
Everyone freezes and turns their attention to him. He glances down at me and squeezes my shoulder. “I know things were tense for a while between all of us. And rightfully so. It was my fault, but the fact that you all have been willing to not only forgive everything that's happened but also to embrace Luca as part of the family means more to me than you could ever know. And while we continue to work on plans for The Steele Hawke Cage and all of our other business endeavors, there's one other thing we can celebrate.”
Oh, my God…
Goosebumps break out across my skin.
He wouldn’t.
Byron looks down, and his dark eyes hold my gaze. The love and trust shimmering there is something I’ve never experienced and couldn’t ever imagine seeing from someone else. “Luca and I are getting married.”
“What?” The chorus of surprised gasps breaks out around the room, and Antonia races around the table and throws her arms around me. She pulls me up from the chair and kisses my cheek. “Oh, my God, I'm so happy for you.”
I grin at the woman was who was like a second mother to me growing up. “Me too.”
She embraces me, and I meet Byron’s gaze over her shoulder. He gives me a knowing smirk.
I mouth to him. “You couldn't have told me in private?”
He shrugs and turns to accept congratulations from Stone and Nora to his left while everyone else chatters excitedly about our upcoming nuptials. Antonia finally releases me with a smile so bright, it lights up the entire room, and I reach out and pull Byron to me.
I press my mouth to his, this time not caring that everyone in the room is watching, and whisper against his lips, “Are you ready to become Mr. Abello?”
He chuckles and shakes his head. “Are you ready to become Mr. Harris?”
I pull back and grin at him. “We’ll hyphenate it.”
I hope you enjoyed Steele Resolve! Click here to get an exclusive BONUS SCENE with Byron and Luca on the 4th of July!
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ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Gwyn McNamee is an attorney, writer, wife, and mother (to one human baby and two fur babies). Originally from the Midwest, Gwyn relocated to her husband’s home town of Las Vegas in 2015 and is enjoying her respite from the cold and snow. Gwyn has been writing down her crazy stories and ideas for years and finally decided to share them with the world. She loves to write stories with a bit of suspense and action mingled with romance and heat.
When she isn’t either writing or voraciously devouring any books she can get her hands on, Gwyn is busy adding to her tattoo collection, golfing, and stirring up trouble with her perfect mix of sweetness and sarcasm (usually while wearing heels).
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OTHER WORKS BY GWYN MCNAMEE
The Hawke Family Series
Savage Collision (The Hawke Family - Book One)
He’s everything she didn’t know she wanted. She’s everything he thought he could never have.
The last thing I expect when I walk into The Hawkeye Club is to fall head over heels in lust. It’s supposed to be a rescue mission. I have to get my baby sister off the pole, into some clothes, and out of the grasp of the pussy peddler who somehow manipulated her into stripping. But the moment I see Savage Hawke and verbally spar with him, my ability to remain rational flies out the window and my libido takes center stage. I’ve never wanted a relationship—my time is better spent focusing on taking down the scum running this city—but what I want and what I need are apparently two different things.
Danika Eriksson storms into my office in her high heels and on her high horse. Her holier-than-thou attitude and accusations should offend me, but instead, I can’t get her out of my head or my heart. Her incomparable drive, take-no prisoners attitude, and blatant honesty captivate me and hold me prisoner. I should steer clear, but my self-preservation instinct is apparently dead—which is exactly what our relationship will be once she knows everything. It’s only a matter of time.
The truth doesn’t always set you free. Sometimes, it just royally screws you.
AVAILABLE AT ALL RETAILERS:
books2read.com/SavageCollision
Tortured Skye (The Hawke Family - Book Two)
She’s always been off-limits. He’s always just out of reach.
Falling in love with Gabe Anderson was as easy as breathing. Fighting my feelings for my brother’s best friend was agonizingly hard. I never imagined giving in to my desire for him would cause such a destructive ripple effect. That kiss was my grasp at a lifeline—something, anything to hold me steady in my crumbling life. Now, I have to suffer with the fallout while trying to convince him it’s all worth the consequences.
Guilt overwhelms me—over what I’ve done, the lives I’ve taken, and more than anything, over my feelings for Skye Hawke. Craving my best friend’s little sister is insanely self-destructive. It never should have happened, but since the moment she kissed me, I haven’t been able to get her out of my mind. If I take what I want, I risk losing everything. If I don’t, I’ll lose her and a piece of myself. The raging storm threatening to rain down on the city is nothing compared to the one that will come from my decision.
Love can be torture, but sometimes, love is the only thing that can save you.
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Stone Sober (The Hawke Family - Book Three)
She’s innocent and sweet. He’s dark and depraved.
Stone Hawke is precisely the kind of man women are warned about— handsome, intelligent, arrogant, and intricately entangled with some dangerous people. I should stay away, but he manages to strip my soul bare with just a look and dominates my thoughts. Bad decisions are in my past. My life is (mostly) on track, even if it is no longer the one to medical school. I can’t allow myself to cave to the fierce pull and ardent attraction I feel toward the youngest Hawke.
Nora Eriksson is off-limits, and not just because she’s my brother’s employee and sister-in-law. Despite the fact she’s stripping at The Hawkeye Club, she has an innocent and pure heart. Normally, the only thing that appeals to me about innocence is the opportunity to taint it. But not when it comes to Nora. I can’t expose her to the filth permeating my life. There are too many things I can’t control, things completely out of my hands. She doesn’t deserve any of it, but the power she holds over me is stronger than any addiction.
The hardest battles we fight are often with ourselves, but only through defeating our own demons can we find true peace.
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Building Storm (The Hawke Family - Book Four)
She hasn’t been living. He’s looking for a way to forget it all.
My life went up in flames. All I’m left with is my daughter and ashes. The simple act of breathing is so excruciating, there are days I wish I could stop altogether. So I have no business being at the party, and I definitely shouldn’t be in the arms of the handsome stranger. When his lips meet mine, he breathes life into me for the first time since the day the inferno disintegrated my world. But loving again isn’t in the cards, and there are even greater dangers to face than trying to keep Landon McCabe out of my heart.
Running is my only option. I have to get away from Chicago and the betrayal that shattered my world. I need a new life-one without attachments. The vibrancy of New Orleans convinces me it’s possible to start over. Yet in all the excitement of a new city, it’s Storm Hawke’s dark, sad beauty that draws me in. She isn’t looking for love, and we both need a hot, sweaty release without feelings getting involved. But even the best laid plans fail, and life can leave you burned.
