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Stalker exes. Momzillas. Drunk uncles. Hurricanes. Jealous siblings. Paparazzi. You name it, Kari Whitevelt has seen it all. That's why brides and grooms hire her. Because she makes it all go away. Wedding Protectors, Inc., is here to make sure that special day stays special. Whatever it takes. No matter what. When her newest client turns out to be her long-lost high school sweetheart, rising tech star billionaire Caleb Mikelmas, suddenly Kari's not sure whether she's protecting the wedding couple—or her own heart.

A sane witch would never summon the immortal Demon Lords of Blackwood. Not if she expects to keep breathing. Everyone knows that. So imagine my surprise when, in a reckless and drunken effort to avenge my sister's death, I summon a revenge demon.

When my wolf appears for the first time, I'm so overjoyed that I don't think; I just run into the forest… and smack into Black Maddox, the leader of my pack. Only he doesn't believe that I'm what I say I am. He insists that I'm part of a rival pack and locks me up in his basement. Black's twice my age, insanely powerful, and has a streak of darkness running through him a mile wide and an ocean deep.

He's a hot, shirtless hockey player…and he’s my fake date for my ex-husband’s wedding. Talk about a hot flash to beat all hot flashes. The wedding bells are ringing and my ex-husband is the groom! When my grown kids hook me up with a fake date to my ex-hubby's tropical island nuptials, I expect sun, sand, and plenty of fruity cocktails—not steamy nights with a shirtless pro hockey player!

Owen Larrabee is not my soulmate. He wasn't when I confessed my love to him on his wedding day, and he isn't now. I should probably say that I wasn't the bride when that happened. I don't have the best timing. He's got a temper, he's moody, and he has a history of being misunderstood and making big mistakes. I, on the other hand, make pumpkin cupcakes, spend my Friday nights curled up with a beloved romance novel, and long to be kissed in the rain. Owen is my best friend's older, off-limits brother and the only boy I ever thought I loved.

Love can be ruthless, especially when you're a Hawke. You have to be ruthless to be a Hawke. Our empire in New Orleans has only grown over the years. And protecting it falls on my shoulders. Whether it's in the courtroom or in the streets, I do whatever it takes to get the job done. We've already suffered and lost enough. I won't let anything threaten my family or what we've built.

Becoming a godfather was a close second. Paul and Emily Clarke have been my best friends for over twenty years. We've gone through it all. We were the three musketeers. When my best friends are ripped from all of our lives, leaving behind a broken piece of themselves, I know it's up to me to put things back together.

She's my best friend's daughter, and I have no business wanting her the way I do. Especially since it's my fault that her dad died. Call it survivor's guilt if you must. I just know I'm to blame. Still, when she comes to me for help, I can't refuse her. Which means sleeping on my sofa so she can take my bed. Emerson is temptation personified. Giving into my desires and touching her would make me the worst sort of man. But everyone has their limits.

The Whiskey Men: Wounded Heroes series is about a group of wounded ex-mercenaries. They each have their own battles to fight, but with the love of a woman, they no longer have to do it alone. Dark Obsession is a wounded hero, curvy divorcee, later in life, possessive, all the feels, small-town romance. Each book in the series can be enjoyed as a standalone.

When Black tries to force a ring onto my finger, I bolt. I escape the pack leader's clutches with Jonah, my best friend with benefits… who has become so much more. But then my body betrays me. My stupid wolf-shifter hormones send me spiraling into my first heat only hours after I flee. Desire blazes through my veins until it's so wild and fierce that it takes over my reality. It makes me hallucinate while I'm with Jonah and wish for things I don't want.

For years, I've watched over Holly, waiting with bated breath for her to break free from the shackles of her abusive ex-husband. Now, as she finally emerges from the shadows of his control, I stand ready to offer her the sanctuary she deserves... even if she doesn't realize it yet. But winning her heart won't be a simple task. Jeff, the monster she divorced, lurks in the shadows. His obsession with reclaiming her is pushing him to the brink of madness. Yet, compared to the demons that haunt my own soul, Jeff’s are a mere whisper of trouble.

She's my best friend's little sister. A single mom who doesn't have time to waste on an older, wounded ex-mercenary. She's off-limits. And yet, I still moved to her hometown. I blame it on the job offer and the therapy I get at one of the top rehab centers for wounded heroes. The truth, though… I came to Whiskey Run because Abby Campbell and her daughter are here.

The moment Julia bursts into my clubhouse looking for protection, she’s doomed. Not because of the predators chasing her, but because of me. She wants to unlock the steel cage around my heart, but she’s playing a dangerous game. She begs me to keep her safe, but my protection comes with a price. For most people, it's money. For Julia, it just might be her soul. She’s a wicked temptation, almost impossible to resist, and if she lets me touch her, I’ll never let her go.

I never suspected that Daisy, our sweet, innocent club girl, is actually an undercover FBI agent. Now that I know her dirty little secret, I’m going to make her pay. She can beg and plead all she wants, but when she’s bent over my knee, the beast inside me will unleash the smoldering devil in her. She sets me on fire with her touch and makes me want things I shouldn’t. I can’t afford to be distracted by an FBI agent, but when I find out why she’s really undercover, everything changes.

Demons don't know how to love. Since I don't mix summoning and relationships, that's fine by me. But neither of those facts keeps us from sneaking into each other's bedrooms at night. And day. And pretty much any time not spent tracking down Em's killer. It was supposed to be a bluff. Going to them after they took everything—my apartment, my job. It was a power move. But now I'm here, living with three dangerous, powerful demons who can't decide if they want to bone me or bury me.