Working on the ranch helped build his solid eight-pack and smoking body. He’s every girl’s wet fantasy and he knows it too. Alex doesn’t follow the rules of your typical playboy bachelor. After wining and dining his dates and giving them the best night of their lives, he always sends flowers and calls the next day—even if it’s to say, let’s just be friends. His mama taught him manners after all and his southern blood knows how to be a gentleman. Still, that isn’t enough to tame the wildest of the Bishop brothers.
I once dreamed of becoming a nurse. That dream went up in flames the same day I graduated nursing school, when women were banned from holding any kind of medical license. Now as an unlicensed medic, I travel what was once the southwestern United States, trading medical services for food, transportation, and shelter with the hopes of reaching Canada. Because the United States is no more. And the lawless land that’s replaced it is a deadly place for a woman.
I spend a decade running from the demons of my past until they show up at the Vicious Vipers MC compound in need of my help. I failed to watch over the one woman who meant everything to me, even if she wasn’t mine. But, I will not fail in protecting her daughter, despite the crime lords gunning for her. She’s feisty and fierce, and off limits, but damn if my body and mind aren’t on the same page. She might not think she needs looking after, but I will fulfill my promise to her father to keep her safe—even if the cost is my life for hers.
Maggie Angel accepts a chance of a lifetime when her aunt offers her the family’s dilapidated Bayou Cottage in the swamp at Cypress Cove. It’s the perfect place to run away to after her heart was broken. The first night while she’s down at the road to lock the gate, a hunky guy on horseback steps out of the woods, but Maggie doesn’t recognize him. Turns out they were childhood playmates long ago during winter visits to her grandparents’ cottage.
I was somewhat normal once. Until I died. It was only for a few minutes, but ever since then, I can see ghosts. The first time I see her is in the cemetery, wearing a blood stained wedding dress. No one else knows she exists. I have no idea how to help her or why I chose to, but she’s here now.
The one person who makes me feel alive for the first time in ages is a spirit trapped in her own version of hell with no recollection of her life or death.