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Of all the ways Daisy would have wanted to wake up in a stranger's bed, having that stranger staring at her from a foot away was not one of them. She cried out and flung herself backward, nearly falling off the bed in the process. It was some small comfort that he did the same thing, slamming into the wall. Now, at a more comfortable remove of ten feet or so, they stared at each other. Goodness, he's huge. He was well over six feet, with tremendously broad and well-muscled shoulders, and was he wearing a vest made out of an animal skin?

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I made a promise to protect her, but I couldn’t keep it. Now, fate’s thrown me back into her life, and everything I thought I knew about myself—and her—is changing. She’s not the girl I remember. She’s wild, fierce, and full of secrets. And the pull between us? It’s something I can’t fight.

As a citadel guardswoman, Uma wears the scars of her past—both those born from her duty that she is proud of and those she would rather forget, including the deepest scars of heartache that haunt her. While a broken heart can hide behind the icy reserve of her duty, beneath her scarred face lies a tender heart that somehow a triad of Ragoru has worked their way into. Convicted of a crime they say they didn't intend, Uma suddenly finds herself saddled with the trio pain in the asses.

Mother's Night had passed unmarked for many years for Betani and her children. After all, there was little to celebrate when living on the streets. This year was different. For the first time, they are going to celebrate Mother's Night and holiday cheer fills their small apartment despite the tight control of the warders who have risen to power in the poor districts. Despite her limited means, when a triad shows up on her doorstep during a snowstorm with their poisoned lead male, she can't turn them out.

Pretty sure I was a serial killer in my past life. Because karma is kicking my ass in this one. Everything was copasetic. I was coasting on the wave of life… until a gnarly swell pulled me under, and I washed ashore to a nightmare. A nightmare there was no waking from. So I packed my shit and moved all the way to the other side of the country—to the only place someone was willing to give me a second chance.