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Familiar Light

Seven years of longing comes down to just one night.

Laney Kent returns to Barrier Shoals hoping to reunite with her first love, Bridger. She anticipates his reception might be chilly, but what she doesn’t expect is to become the victim of a deadly obsession . . . or that this night with Bridger could be her last.

Bridger Jansen tangled a lot of sheets trying to forget about Laney, but his heart knew what the rest of him refused to admit: he could love no one else. He’s determined not to forgive her for leaving him without explanation, but when he fails to protect her from a viscous attack, the person he can’t forgive just might be himself.

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Tide of Lies

A devastating secret. A shocking betrayal. A deadly obsession.

Haunted by three unsolved murders, Detective Holden Whitlow is stunned when his cold case takes a heated turn. Julia Cohen, his ex-lover, is back in town, and in the face of a brutal attack she’s ready to run. No matter how tightly she holds her secrets, for Holden, turning away from the woman he’s spent a decade trying to forget isn’t any more an option than walking away from his job . . . even when it threatens to cost Julia her life.

Julia is still reeling from a past she can’t bear to face. When she becomes the target of a killer, fate throws her back into Holden’s arms, but she’s yet to recover from a truth that has stripped her of everything—and everyone—she loves. Will she tell him the secret that will destroy him, or will her lie destroy them both?

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Tide of Lies Excerpt

[Holden’s] hands abandoned [Julia’s] thighs to cup her cheeks, the dress held up by his pelvis pressing against hers. “Just tell me one thing, Jules. I have no right to ask this, but just tell me if you’re with anyone. Because whatever happens now, I just want it to be about us. No more secrets.”

“I’m . . . alone.”

The words were still on her breath—the half-truth heavy on her heart and her conscience alike—when his mouth touched hers in a gentle, electrifying sweep. The light kiss, little more than a caress, sent her blood thundering through her veins, exacerbating her need for more.

She clutched his shirt, longing for him to lose control. Her every memory of him began and ended with sweaty, clothes-flinging, breathtaking, and utterly wild sex. If the man didn’t stop treating her as if she’d break, she’d explode.

Then his phone rang, and she thought she might break after all.

“I’ve got to check that,” he said. “Just don’t . . . don’t go anywhere.”

When he stepped away, Julia was torn between righting her dress and taking it off. She settled to an adjustment. She ached for him to rip it over her head. She wanted that moment in her collection of memories.

No doubt, it would be among the last of the good ones.

Holden palmed the phone, his casual stance not hiding the burn in his eyes. “I have to go. This is about your case. I’ll try not to be gone too long, and I’ll bring dinner. Wait for me?”

She nodded. It wasn’t as if she had a choice. Unwilling to watch him go, she turned her back, focusing on a narrow sleeve of ocean through the window. There was a certain camaraderie with the endless churning of the water.

It’ll be over soon.

“Hey, Jules?”

She glanced up to see him waiting in the doorway.

“We were kids.” He paused, the moment growing more intense with each passing second. “Nothing you could have said or done would have screwed things up between me and Hannah if I didn’t let it happen. Ten years ago I found something with you, and I haven’t found it since. I don’t know what that means, exactly, but it matters to me. A lot.”

This time, she couldn’t hold back the tears. She’d braced for a myriad of possibilities, but acceptance hadn’t been among them. “Me, too,” she said in a faint whisper.

“We’ll talk when I get back. Maybe,” he added, “you can use me again or something.” He stepped from the apartment and shut the door, leaving in his wake all the warmth—no, love—a simple look could hold.

That did it. Choking back sobs, Julia crossed the room, her perfectly polished toes peeking from the thick carpet underfoot. She attached the chain on the door, not caring if she locked him out of his own apartment. The sooner he came back, the sooner it would be over.

She had to tell him. She cared for him too much to keep her secret any longer.

And he couldn’t possibly care enough to forgive her for what she had to say.

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