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One year ago, I walked away from everything I knew and all the lies I’d been told. For the first time in my life, I was free from the constraints put on me by power hungry men, who twist faith and devotion into fear and control. All to feed their own egos. Now my sister’s ready to leave, too, but the only one who can help me save her is a ghost from my past. One who’s haunted my thoughts more than I’d like to admit.

Dianna came to Moss Creek for a fresh start. To learn from the mistakes of her past. But Griffin Fraley is testing her commitment to that task. Somewhere between those baby blue eyes and a set of hands she can imagine doing debaucherous things, her focus starts to shift.

First comes love. Then comes marriage. We all know how the rhyme ends. Except I don’t want love. I sure as heck don’t want another marriage. But a baby? That I’m desperate for. And I know exactly who can help me with that. Simon has always been there for me. He listens to me. Supports me. Makes me feel like maybe I’m not as broken as I think I am. He wants me to be happy. To move beyond the pain of my past.

It’s been a year since I’ve felt safe. A year of looking over my shoulder and struggling to sleep at night, afraid of everyone and everything. Except for him. I knew it was wrong to watch Zeke the way I did, but I couldn’t stop myself. He was so big. So strong. Calm and controlled. He was...

It’s been nine months since I left everything behind. Walked away from my friends. My business. My home. Even my dog. All so I could get away. The only thing I took was the truth. Proof of the evil I’d escaped. I thought it would keep me safe. Protect me from the whims of the dangerous man I’d married. I was wrong. My only hope is to fight fire with fire, so I call Alaskan Security, begging for help. Pleading for protection. The man they send is someone I already know.

Cooper Staks is starting to think maybe love isn’t in the cards for him. And it’s disappointing as hell. His disappointment turns to misery when he crosses paths with the sweet little brunette who just breezed into Moss Creek. Isla Weber is all softness. Gentle and shy. She’s also nearly fifteen years his junior. Way too young to see him as anything but an aging cowboy with a chip on his shoulder.