The Men of Whiskey Mountain

I came to the Whiskey Mountains to outrun my past, but now it’s knocking on my cabin door. One look, one kiss, one night - and I know Waverly is mine. But this innocent woman is linked to my family in a way that will break her. I can’t let her go. Not yet. And the trouble I’m dodging is hellbent on finding us both. When it does, Waverly will know the truth. I’m the brother of the drug lord who killed her sister. My family is coming...and it’s up to me to save the woman I love.

I've been on Whiskey Mountain for years, refusing to live off my family's fortune. I can take care of myself like a real man by flying sea planes, delivering illegal cargo, and keeping my profile low. Then Jemma knocks on my door. And my world changes. Everyone thinks she's dead. But by the way she moves...hell, she is very much alive. And she needs a man who can protect her, a man she can trust. She thinks I'm a good guy. I better become one before it's too late.

The moment I saw her, I knew. She'd be mine someday. Of course the feeling wasn't mutual. She was all sunshine and optimism...I was burly, broken, and hell-bent on keeping my word. Don't touch the girls. No matter how tempting. And damn, how Julia tempted me. It's been a year since I saw her, and things are different now, the trouble we faced in L.A. is behind us. Isn't it?

I’m not the kind of man an innocent girl should fall for. But Marley River says she knows what she wants. And she wants me. She says she can handle a mountain man - after all, this freckled face slice of sunshine grew up in Alaska. But I’m more than a feral mountain man. I’m an ex-drug lord, a reformed con man, an exonerated criminal. Her brothers are the River Boys, and they want me off Whiskey Mountain. I want to turn a new leaf, but not if it means giving up what I want. I love Marley more than life itself. But is that enough when the world is dead set against it?