CALEB I’ve spent most of my life hiding. Hiding the fear. Hiding the pain. Hiding the memories that still scream when the lights go out. Every day is a performance—perfect student, perfect basketball player, perfect everything—because if I’m flawless, no one looks too closely at the cracks. But I’m not okay. I’m barely holding it together. Nobody sees me. Not really. Except him. Miguel. My stepbrother. My anchor. The one person who doesn’t flinch when I break—who looks straight at the ugly parts of me and stays anyway. He makes me feel safe in a way that terrifies me, because safety turns into need, and need turns into wanting, and wanting turns into something I don’t know how to survive. And then he touches me like he already knows I’m his. MIGUEL I’ve loved Caleb from the start, even when he refused to love himself. I know his tells—the way his hands shake, the way his smile goes too sharp, and the way he goes quiet when his head gets loud. I know every scar, every shadow, every trembling edge of him. And I’m not subtle about what I feel. I want him. I want to protect him. I want to hold him so close the past can’t reach him anymore. I know the road to him is tangled with fear and doubt—but I’ll follow him anywhere. I’ll fight for him. I’ll wait for him. And when he finally lets go… I’m going to be the one there to catch him. Because love like this comes with consequences. With boundaries to test and with walls to break down. And as we navigate desire, trust, and the past that refuses to let go, one thing becomes terrifyingly We are each other’s only way forward. Tropes & Themes • M/M contemporary romance with dark elements • Stepbrothers / forbidden love • Hurt/comfort + trauma recovery • Possessive protector / “touch him and die” devotion • High heat / aftercare • Hard-won HEADisarm is a MM contemporary romance with some darker themes. Please make sure to check the author's note for content warnings before reading. It is advised to at least have read Trick of the Flesh prior to reading, as it helps the readers get a little bit more background on Miguel and Caleb. Sin of the Season is a holiday novelette, and while there is some extra spice, it's mostly that.

I try to stay out of his way. Miguel Veracruz is chaos with a grin, a predator I’ve learned to steer clear of. But tonight—Halloween night—he’s different. He’s stalking me, shadowing my every move, whispering words that make my blood thrum and my body yearn for him. I tell myself I hate him. I tell myself I can resist. But when he corners me in the dark, there’s no denying the heat curling through my veins, no stopping the panic that tastes like arousal. I see the way he shivers when I step too close. Caleb is mine to hunt, mine to break, mine to ruin. He hates it—oh, he hates it—but that only makes it sweeter. Every protest, every tremor, every gasp of fear is a confession I drag out, piece by filthy piece. Tonight, even though I hide behind this mask—I am the one thing he can’t escape. His stepbrother. And when he finally begs, I’ll remind him why you can’t trick what the flesh wants.Trick of the Flesh is a Taboo Halloween novella that ends in a HFN…

I try to stay out of his way. Miguel Veracruz is chaos with a grin, a predator I’ve learned to steer clear of. But tonight—Halloween night—he’s different. He’s stalking me, shadowing my every move, whispering words that make my blood thrum and my body yearn for him. I tell myself I hate him. I tell myself I can resist. But when he corners me in the dark, there’s no denying the heat curling through my veins, no stopping the panic that tastes like arousal. I see the way he shivers when I step too close. Caleb is mine to hunt, mine to break, mine to ruin. He hates it—oh, he hates it—but that only makes it sweeter. Every protest, every tremor, every gasp of fear is a confession I drag out, piece by filthy piece. Tonight, even though I hide behind this mask—I am the one thing he can’t escape. His stepbrother. And when he finally begs, I’ll remind him why you can’t trick what the flesh wants.Trick of the Flesh is a Taboo Halloween novella that ends in a HFN…

They erased their memories, rewrote their names, and made them beasts. Now, the hunt for vengeance begins.Chief Aiken Oakley and Chief Styles Sawyer—two of the US Navy’s most elite Special Warfare Combatant-craft officers—vanished after their mission was ambushed in South America and later presumed MIA.Captured by the Raven’s organization, a covert assassin program, Oakley and Sawyer are stripped of their past, their memories, and even their names.They are subjected to inhumane experimentation and injected with predator DNA that transform them into primal, lethal weapons… and are now known only as Valor and Zorion.After breaking free from the program’s control, Valor and Zorion train themselves to master the beasts within them—pushing their minds, bodies, and instincts to the edge.But to take down the corrupt organization, they’ll need more than strength, fury and an appetite for revenge. They'll have to form uneasy alliances with the two other deadly Raven units—the strategic, silent Browns, and the ruthless, unpredictable Blacks.Together, these assassins must unite against the program that created them... and destroy it before it creates something worse.Black, Brown, and Green Ravens… The organization turned them into weapons, and now they’ve come back for war.

Listening Length: 5 hours and 56 minutes Grace's composed, yet lethal disposition balances his partner Mirage's impulsive nature, creating a duo—the second-generation Brown Ravens—with the potential for greatness. Grace was one of the most decorated sharpshooters in the Marines. He's fiercely committed to righting the wrongs that plague the world and protecting the innocent. But there are too many rules and strict orders in the armed forces the Ravens don't have. Mirage left his world without a trace. He has a brilliant mind and more degrees in science and medicine than one person could ever hope to obtain. Now that the Ravens are done administering their treatments, Mirage can throw knives so fast they turn into phantom blades before he disappears in a way that leaves his enemies in chaos and confusion. And Grace can hit a target from three miles away. When together, their form of silent communication in the field is astonishing. Grace's subtle body movements speak their own language and his long, intense stares into Mirage's grey eyes have created a special bond neither of them saw coming. A forbidden romance that won't stop them from being the second-best assassins in the world. Contains mature themes.

I’m about thirty seconds from a toe tag and my own freezer at the mortuary when he materializes from the shadows and fights like hell to keep me breathing. I had no idea homeless disasters like me got guardian angels—or that guardian angels punch people and smoke—but suddenly, there he is: a hero dressed all in black who ghosts me so hard I consider calling a medium. But that would be a waste of money I don’t have. I thought I’d never see him again, but just as I’m about to eat a bullet, he appears, using his body to protect mine. I might have swooned—okay, fine, I do but only on the inside—if it weren’t for the fact he thinks bleeding is an adequate apology for implying I’m a prostitute and running off with my heart. Spoiler alert: It’s not. Now the man with a PhD in vanishing, a tattoo that totally offends me, and eyes with their own force of gravity is suddenly stuck to me like glue and being wildly inconvenient about it. And he won’t stop calling me a pipgeek. What even is that? He insists I trust him, but I can’t trust anyone, not even my own body. Unfortunately, when the resident drug lord calls in that favor I foolishly owe, things go from bad to catastrophic with alarming enthusiasm. On the upside, having a hero with a villain complex for a stalker means staying alive will be easy. But not getting hurt again is a whole other story.

Listening Length: 5 hours and 56 minutes Grace's composed, yet lethal disposition balances his partner Mirage's impulsive nature, creating a duo—the second-generation Brown Ravens—with the potential for greatness. Grace was one of the most decorated sharpshooters in the Marines. He's fiercely committed to righting the wrongs that plague the world and protecting the innocent. But there are too many rules and strict orders in the armed forces the Ravens don't have. Mirage left his world without a trace. He has a brilliant mind and more degrees in science and medicine than one person could ever hope to obtain. Now that the Ravens are done administering their treatments, Mirage can throw knives so fast they turn into phantom blades before he disappears in a way that leaves his enemies in chaos and confusion. And Grace can hit a target from three miles away. When together, their form of silent communication in the field is astonishing. Grace's subtle body movements speak their own language and his long, intense stares into Mirage's grey eyes have created a special bond neither of them saw coming. A forbidden romance that won't stop them from being the second-best assassins in the world. Contains mature themes.

1882—Gillian Hamilton, magic caster and Special Agent with the Federal Bureau of Magic and Steam, has been stripped of his title, badge, and freedom. Gillian’s true name and powers have been exposed, so now he’s kept under lock and key. To make a tragedy worse, Gunner the Deadly has returned to his life out in the Wild West and has not been heard from since. Rumors of a doctor, known only as Sawbones, with access to illegal magic have persisted into the new year. Gillian believes that violence, chaos, and certain death will befall New York City if this criminal isn’t apprehended. And despite having lost his sense of purpose, Gillian knows he’s the only one capable of confronting this new madman—with or without the backing of the FBMS. But such dangers should never be undertaken alone. Gillian will need both Gunner’s deadeye marksmanship, as well as his love, if he’s to detain Sawbones before irreparable damage is done to the magic of his world.

I’m about thirty seconds from a toe tag and my own freezer at the mortuary when he materializes from the shadows and fights like hell to keep me breathing. I had no idea homeless disasters like me got guardian angels—or that guardian angels punch people and smoke—but suddenly, there he is: a hero dressed all in black who ghosts me so hard I consider calling a medium. But that would be a waste of money I don’t have. I thought I’d never see him again, but just as I’m about to eat a bullet, he appears, using his body to protect mine. I might have swooned—okay, fine, I do but only on the inside—if it weren’t for the fact he thinks bleeding is an adequate apology for implying I’m a prostitute and running off with my heart. Spoiler alert: It’s not. Now the man with a PhD in vanishing, a tattoo that totally offends me, and eyes with their own force of gravity is suddenly stuck to me like glue and being wildly inconvenient about it. And he won’t stop calling me a pipgeek. What even is that? He insists I trust him, but I can’t trust anyone, not even my own body. Unfortunately, when the resident drug lord calls in that favor I foolishly owe, things go from bad to catastrophic with alarming enthusiasm. On the upside, having a hero with a villain complex for a stalker means staying alive will be easy. But not getting hurt again is a whole other story.

1882—Gillian Hamilton, magic caster and Special Agent with the Federal Bureau of Magic and Steam, has been stripped of his title, badge, and freedom. Gillian’s true name and powers have been exposed, so now he’s kept under lock and key. To make a tragedy worse, Gunner the Deadly has returned to his life out in the Wild West and has not been heard from since. Rumors of a doctor, known only as Sawbones, with access to illegal magic have persisted into the new year. Gillian believes that violence, chaos, and certain death will befall New York City if this criminal isn’t apprehended. And despite having lost his sense of purpose, Gillian knows he’s the only one capable of confronting this new madman—with or without the backing of the FBMS. But such dangers should never be undertaken alone. Gillian will need both Gunner’s deadeye marksmanship, as well as his love, if he’s to detain Sawbones before irreparable damage is done to the magic of his world.