Showing results for "Dust" in Romantic Suspense

This bundle includes What Doesn't Destroy Us, The Scars That Define Us, The Fear That Divides Us, The Lies Between Us, and What Might Kill Us.

Sorry. The single word is written on a mirror. In front of it hangs a Minneapolis Internal Affairs cop. Was it suicide? Or a kinky act turned tragic? Either way, it wasn't murder. At least not according to the powers that be. But veteran homicide detective Sam Kovac and his wisecracking, ambitious partner, Nikki Liska, think differently. Together they begin to dig at the too-neat edges of the young cop's death, uncovering one motive - and one suspect - after another.

After the death of her husband, Adam, in an horrific plane crash, Gemma Sinclair defies community expectations—and Adam's dying words—by deciding to hang on to Billbinya, the 10,000-hectare station he bequeathed to her. As if Gemma's grief and the job of looking after Billbinya aren't enough, a wave of innuendo soon sweeps the community that Adam's plane crash was no accident. Police officers confirm the rumour when they visit Gemma and tell her Adam's death was almost certainly related to his involvement in a cattle and sheep duffing ring.

As the world around them starts to crumble, Kael is consumed by the darkness of his PTSD, and Karina struggles to overcome her anxiety, which is at an all-time high. Then someone from their past returns to invade their lives and wreak havoc on the fragile peace they’ve created. If they’re going to have the future they dream of, they’ll have to commit to fighting this battle together.

I have a job to do: Watch the club princess, don't touch her, then report back to the president of the Devil's Dust MC. But I have to step out of my place as a prospect to save the spoiled brat. She thinks she's cute, trying to tempt me to break her dad's one rule. What she doesn't know is that I'll throw her over my knee and spank the daddy issues from her until she's looking nowhere but at me.

Saint and Piper made one of the worst mistakes you could make in their world and now Saint has to pray that mistake won't be deadly. The two of them got so lost in the idea of moving through their past together that they missed the worst betrayal in the depths of their clubhouse. The one place that is sacred, because at the club they are not just friends they are family. This loss of focus now puts Piper in the hands of a twisted nemesis, and The Devil's Dust Motorcycle Club is not just falling apart because of it, it's losing members faster than they can patch them in.

Zane has learned everything he knows from his father, the most dangerous biker of the Devil's Dust MC. He devours the darkness with a cocky grin and no f--ks to give. His immoral obsessions barely keep him content in a life of chaos and havoc until he finds himself craving more. Addie doesn't need the risk that comes with Zane . . . that is, until her perfectly orchestrated life takes a sudden turn and she's left with nowhere else to go.

Saint's no angel. He's grown up in the south side of LA and now runs it with the help of the Devil's Dust MC. With a loaded smirk and a dangerous trigger finger, any woman would be so lucky to be by his side. However, his past leaves a thick layer of soot of lost dreams and he'd rather live the life of an outlaw than bother with the semantics of questioning them. That is until Piper.

Brotherhood is what Bull bleeds and all that he knows. Being the king of the Devil's Dust and surrounded by easy women was his everyday...until having his heart broken rooted him to the bottom of a whiskey bottle. Heartbroken and drowning in lost memories, he's unsure of the direction of his life when the answer - consisting of a terrified Mexican girl - nearly knocks him off his feet. He sees Anahi, and he wants her. But she may come with more baggage than Bull is ready for.

I wanted him, but couldn't find the courage to have him. You know that feeling, the one where you're too scared to go to sleep, too scared to go out, and too scared to do anything? Ever since my assault, I've been functioning, but not living. That was until I met that motorcycle riding man with such a deep gravelly voice that it sent shivers down my spine. He helped me through some of the darkest moments of my life.