Avery Castle carries the weight of a thousand moments of sorrow.
Donavan Hardy carries enough anger for them both.
When they were young, Donavan learned sign language so he could talk to the deaf beauty. He cared, even when Avery’s influential father couldn’t be bothered with her “flaw.”
In spite of things, the bad boy made her fall in love with sound… with music.
They couldn’t have been any more different, but he was always meant to protect her, just like she was always meant to calm his rage.
And then, Avery’s world came crashing down when the love of her life disappeared without a trace, leaving her broken-hearted and pregnant. She loses her baby, the last bit of him she has left, and her world plunges deeper into darkness.
Seven years of hurt, confusion, and pain collide when they are thrown back together. Avery has to decide if the life she’s been living with the sizzling Cuban cop, whom her father approves of, is worth not having Donovan back in her life.
But Donavan is fighting for her forgiveness, to prove that deep-seeded secrets far greater than their love tore them apart.
Donavan will force Avery to return the key to her heart no matter the cost.
When the story ends, you just know the couple walk away with a ‘Happily Ever After’ . . .
Donavan Hardy wished that was his fate. Donnie loved Avery Castle with every part of his being. It seemed they were about to have it all. Then his past came knocking, threatening to tear it all down. Avery’s father sowed doubt everywhere he could. Life was slipping through Donavan’s fingers. But nothing would stop him from being the man and father Avery and their children needed him to be. Not even if it meant facing his worst fears and reliving a past he thought was over.
Donnie had always been Avery’s world. They were destined to be together since they were kids. The fire between them could set the world ablaze. But could they truly ever be happy? She spent her whole life being the deaf girl, being told how to live, that was until Donavan claimed her and fueled her passions. She had to decide if it was worth it. The uncertainty, the danger. Was the passion Donavan made Avery feel worth the cost of her sanity?
Seven years ago, the love of my life and my parents died in a robbery that went wrong.
Do you know what that can do to a professionally trained hitman?
Now I work for a government organization. My next assignment is to infiltrate the Marchand’s crew.
The information given is vague.
But what rouses my interest is that the family “business” of crooks I’m to investigate includes a Bajan little sister whose lips are the definition of sex and trouble.
And yet Natalia’s soft curves are off limits—and not because her brothers will bash my head in.
No. It’s because she is capable of killing me herself.
Anything a man can do, I can do it better. I’ve lived by that credo my entire life, and with my dangerous ‘job’ it’s always been true. I’m a rich man’s kryptonite. I can pretend to desire you and then execute a plan to take everything you own.
My brothers and I live dangerous lives.
Then in walks muscles, murky green eyes, and a cocky smile. August needs a place to stay, and he’s saved my kid brother’s life.
Now, he’s a god to all my brothers—but can he really be trusted?
My guts say no.
I’ll put a bullet to his head if my intuition is right.