Mature Content; Strong Language; Sexual Content with m/f, m/f/m, m/m/f and a taste of f/f/m “If I have learned anything in life, it is that love is dirty and cruel. Love is frail, too easily shattered by lies and betrayal. Real love is a pipe dream, something I never wanted anyway. Or so I thought…” Baddest of the bad boys, Justin Dorsey is all about the pleasure life can bring. As bassist for the Bangin’ Mofos, he has reaped the rewards of his life on the small stage of the Copperline Bar by night and paid the bills as a college professor by day. He's kept the two totally separate. Isolated. Then he finds himself captivated after a night that cannot be undone. He’s suddenly tempted by his sole taboo. A thirst he must not quench. An itch he must not scratch. A craving he simply cannot satisfy. The bigger they are, the harder they fall, and Justin's world crashes down around him. Everything he thought — everything he knew — tells him to stay away. But the need only grows stronger. The memory only intensifies until it consumes him. That one forbidden touch. That taste of hot, dirty love.**

"A fleeting weakness, a tenuous moment wrought of pain and remorse that I wanted burned into my skin, never to forget. Yet, when she touched me, it all vanished... like an evanescent ink.” Drew Massey’s life is suddenly turned upside down. On the heels of a crippling breakup, he is determined to learn his lesson. Never trust. Never love. Never open up to that kind of pain again. In the midst of creating a permanent reminder of his vow, he is interrupted by the one person who has the power to heal his heart. At first glance, Raven Pelletier exudes confidence and independence. She’s tough as nails and willing to help Drew put his demons to rest by offering him a delicious distraction with a no-strings-attached physical release of the persistent bitterness that remains. Yet somehow, the need for her seeps through. The taste of her lingers. Everything about her teases and tempts him to go a little farther and get a little deeper. It drives his passion until he realizes the very thing that alleviates the ache may actually shred his soul in the end. It was supposed to be easy. It was supposed to be temporary. It was never supposed to mean a thing… but the freedom from pain is so intoxicating, how can he ever let her go?**

 Mature Content; Strong Language; Strong Sexual Content “Life is like an easy little lick, a signature flourish of my drumsticks to make a song my own. Something I can do in my sleep. Effortless and smooth. No drama... until I met her.” Cody Driscoll cruises through life with a constant, steady beat. Mechanic by day, he’s the drummer for the Bangin’ Mofos at the Copperline Bar by night. Tearing it up on the drums provides an outlet, a release that soothes the stress of the world around him. But when the withdrawn and reticent Ilsa starts working at the Copperline, Cody catches a glimpse of something nobody else seems to see - a beautiful, tenuous heart. Someone to shelter and shield. Her loneliness strikes a chord that resonates through his soul, no matter how much she tries to push him away. As her past comes to light, the promise of their love unravels. Cody realizes the extent of her tangled and tumultuous fear. Her secrets test his conscience, and he stumbles, unsure how to make sense of his stubborn honor in a world that isn’t always black and white. The pulse of life can shift in the blink of an eye, and ugly fallout can bring a man to his knees. But can the lies that break him make him stronger?**

She was his. The love of his life. Forever…The last few years have been a bit of a dream, reminiscent of the mythical stories woven into the stars above. Ronin and Devin now find themselves embarking on a new journey that draws out feelings they never expected. Stronger together, wrapped tightly in the security of their love, Devin’s burgeoning maturity feeds off Ronin’s quiet strength and conviction, but nothing is guaranteed. A blast from the past rattles them both, and then, in the midst of a dream come true, emerges a sudden fear of losing it all.

She was the most beautiful girl I'd ever seen. Pure class. Old money. I never stood a chance... until she broke up with her dickhead of a boyfriend and went off the rails.Brannon Forrester doesn't expect much from life. He coasts through aimlessly. No real ties. Nothing to hold him back. Hanging out with his best friend, lead singer of a local bar band, he lives for pleasure, out of the spotlight but with all the excess of the band's small-town fame. After all, why should he be good when the only woman he really wants will never give him the time of day? Then, one night at an after party, Sophie Buchanan walks through the door. In an attempt to throw caution to the wind and dream out loud, she looks to him as a guide to the wild side. As someone who can show her all the excitement and recklessness her world has been missing. He plunges her into a reality of fervent passion... and heartbreaking betrayal. Their roles have been set. He has only ever been a good time. She has only ever been a pretty face. It would be insane for them to fall in love. But when emotion complicates lust, can the caution of the mind suppress the will of the heart?

** Mature Content, Sexual Situations, Adult Situations, Strong Language ** To him, I was only just Sage, Matt Nichols’ little sister. But I've worshiped Conall my whole life. My brother's best friend. My secret crush. My first and only love. Always hoping he’d really see... me. And then, a torrent of circumstances ripped through my life. One by one, my family began to crumble. My dad's heart attack. My brother's tragic death. My mother's slipping sanity. And then Conall's abandonment. He took my heart when he left, but he gave me a reason to grow up fast, to be strong, and to live. Now, just when things finally start looking up, he's back in Bitterroot. Standing before me, not the boy he once was, but a man. Just when I’m on the cusp of living again. Just when I’m starting to feel like I could let go of the past and be happy without him, the feelings I set aside for all those years are raging once again through my veins. My tight control is slipping. The future I've so carefully mapped out now seems so uncertain. He’s changed, but he hasn’t. I hate him for leaving, but I love him for coming home. But will he stay? And do I really, truly want him to after he shattered me before?

** Mature Content, Abuse, Sexual Situations, Adult Situations, Strong Language ** I know I’m twisted. Growing up in a perfectly well-adjusted home, I don’t really have an excuse. But no matter… I realize how messed up I am. And therapy can only do so much. I pushed my boyfriend to violence, a violence he couldn't control. Sickly, I almost liked it. So I pushed him more. Before long, the pain outweighed the pleasure and the loss I sustained shattered me. So I ran. I’m now a bit shell-shocked harboring a lot of guilt. My boyfriend is now my ex and wants revenge. He wants me to pay for turning him into the monster he’s become. And I still have a deviant yearning that I don’t understand. My own monster inside… my own demon to battle. I can’t get close to anyone. I can’t give in and scratch that itch. I can’t wreck someone else. And now there is Kian… my rescuer on a dark, painful night. He sees through my pretense. He tries to pull me from my frightened isolation, to keep me from becoming a victim. He forces me to face my warped desires and shows me that pain doesn’t really have to truly hurt. He wants to show me a way to serenity. But I am afraid… Will I ruin a good man?

 Mature Content; Strong Language; Sexual Content with m/f, m/f/m, and exhibitionism/voyeurism “She is the forbidden fruit. The one girl I want and the one I can never have. Never mind that I saw her first. That I met her first. That I wanted her first.” Denny Byrne is Dublin-born, but found his life and his music in the Rocky Mountains. He arrived in Montana on a student visa where he met the rest of his band, the Bangin' Mofos... and where he met Felicity Williams. She was so very tempting, but just young enough to be untouchable. Their brief encounter tortured him for months, only to leave him bereft when a friend swooped in to claim her. But a traitorous envy consumed him. A hunger that never faded. An overwhelming ache that caused Denny to pull away just when his friend needed him the most. After four years of denial, 'Fliss' is once again before him. In a moment of weakness, she relies on him in a way he’s always coveted, but never expected. Hardened by tragedy and wary of his assistance, she forces his hand, causing Denny's control to slip. Contrition and conscience have kept them apart for far too long. But when a simple agreement is eclipsed by an undeniable yearning, can he let go of the past and finally seize what has always really been his to take?