Ryan “Edge” Stanton has everything he could want in life. As the sergeant at arms for the Rebel Chasers MC, he has a full brotherhood at his back, great friends outside of the club, and his own tattoo shop Needle's Edge. Looking from the outside in, one would think his life is perfect.

Sometimes you need to crash a funeral to experience happiness. At least Kissimmee Singh, aerial artist for Singh Circus, the most sought-after traveling circus of all time, keeps telling herself that’s why she crashes funerals. In reality, she’s lost and confused. Sometimes it’s nice to experience other people’s grief and be reminded that life isn’t as bad as it could be.

Mellie has been hypnotized by a pair of gorgeous green eyes attached to a very yummy package, for months now. Unfortunately for her, her brain goes on hiatus anytime Morris Jackson is around. Looking like a bobblehead whenever he asks her anything isn't the best way to go about getting a man like him interested. It's not like ruggedly handsome men go for quirky, accident-prone introverts like her. Plus, even if she did have a snowball's chance in hell with him, him being her brother's SWAT teammate doesn't bode well for her.

Have you ever had your mother try to fix you up? Mine has been relentless, butting into my dating life forever. Every single time has been a total disaster. But when Ma summons me to her local hangout, I’m not expecting her to do it again. There’s only so many women in our small town, and at my age, I’ve met them all. Or at least, I thought I had....

The problem with Wake was that he was understandable. He was the type of villain who literally scared the absolute shit out of you because you knew that under the right circumstances, you could end up exactly like him.

Morris has always dedicated himself to his brothers in the MC, choosing the freedom of the open road over the monotony of family life. But a chance encounter with a single mother on the run causes his protective alpha instincts to kick into overdrive.

There wasn’t a lot that surprised me. My years in the Navy taught me a lot, my years hunting human traffickers taught me the rest. Meeting a beautiful woman in a bar and spending the night with her should’ve been a blip on my radar. Instead, I spent years trying to forget her. In the middle of a rescue operation, fate dropped her back into my life, but there was a twist—she wasn’t alone.

Ryan Coates does it all. Single dad with an ex who needs reminders to spend time with their kids. Chief of the Baytown Station of the Virginia Marine Police. Sergeant at Arms for the American Legion. Son. Brother. Coach. Friend. What he’s not doing is looking for a woman. Then he met her. Again. She’s the new doctor in town. And she remembers Ryan. Two years younger than him, she used to write his name in her notebooks. What she’s not doing is looking for a man. But when their jobs cross paths, they discover that working together might give them a chance at love after all.

After a horrible marriage, Haggard has zero plans of ever finding a woman again. One-night stands not counting, he adores his life as a single man. There are no expectations. No "where are yous" and "are you coming homes". The life he chooses to live is a simple one. Until he makes a huge mistake, and he steps over that line between "daughter’s best friend" and "a woman he desperately wants". Before long, he can’t stop thinking about her. Can’t stop wanting her. Can’t stop feeling things for her that a man 20 years her senior should never feel for a girl he watched grow up.

When the unthinkable befalls Alaska during a trip to Russia, it’s Drake’s turn to drop everything and race to her aid. Safely back at The Refuge, he just as quickly realizes what he’s failed to see for two decades—his oldest, dearest friend is the love of his life. A revelation that may be too little, too late. Because Drake’s brought the enemy right to their door.