Rebecca Brooke

"Death is like a shadow-it becomes a part of you and follows you every day."Rebecca Brooke was just thirty-nine years old when she experienced the earth-shattering and sudden loss of her husband.There is no instruction manual on how to function after the loss of a partner, or how to simultaneously become a single parent to two young boys. This powerfully emotional story encourages widows to take it day-by-day, to accept that there is no right or wrong way to grieve, and to discover the practice of gratitude following a broken heart. Opening a conversation on the importance of grief education, "My Life in Gray: A Widow's Journey" also provides much needed insight and advice for those seeking to support a loved one who has suffered a significant loss.In this heartfelt and honest memoir, you will learn to find flecks of color shining through the gray clouds, at your own pace, in your own way.

VegasAt least, it sounded like a good idea at the time. I mean what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas, right?Not so much. Not when I make rash decisions and the whole world was there to catch my stupidity on camera. But this time...This time, I took someone down with me and she didn't deserve any of the sh*t being thrown her way. The band is pissed I screwed up again. She's being unfairly hounded by the paparazzi.I regret everything that's happened. What happens in Vegas doesn't always stay there. But the bad press isn't my fault. Things have to go right at some point. Don't they?

It started out as a favor.I couldn't resist the heartbreak in those emerald green eyes. I never expected to wind up in her bed.Now we're back on tour and I can't get Jenna out of my head. Every time I close my eyes or step off stage, she's there at the front of my mind.There's nothing I can do.But then she leaves me a message. A message that leaves me with more questions than answers. Now, distance doesn't matter and I'll fight for her with every breath in my lungs. She doesn't trust anyone to stay. Somehow I need to get her to believe in me.

Regret.I'm a man living with regret. It eats at me night and day.Eights years ago, I ran from Reagan instead of facing the music. I was sure he would shut me out if he knew the truth, so I beat him to the punch. I left and never looked back.Or at least I tried not to.To this day, Reagan is always in the back of my mind, trying to make me remember the fun we had. I always wonder what he would have thought if I'd told him everything.The regret echoes in my head.Now he's standing in front of me, looking for answers I doubt he's ready for.Can Reagan accept me for who I really am?Warning: Contains sexual situations between two men.

I should kill her. But I can't. She's the first to make me question everything. One job. I had one damn job. Eliminate Marcello, leave no witnesses. It's never been hard until her. Now I must hide her while my heart battles my mind. I have no other choice. She's been Taken.

I am not a victim.At least that's what I wanted to believe. What I wanted the world to see. Five years of trying to find the girl I hid from the world. I wouldn't let the bullies win. I couldn't. What was I supposed to do when he walked into the building? He'd made my high school years a living hell. But, he doesn't recognize me.How do I prove he didn't break me? Simple, take him home for a one-night stand. At least it sounded like a good idea at the time.

Death has loomed on the horizon all of Sean's life. He never looked forward to his future until they ended the curse. Finally free, he can now claim Ashley as his mate, but his grandmother isn't done with him yet. If she can't kill him, Ashley is the next best thing. For a year Ashley suffered with the knowledge of who her mate was, but not being able to have him. When Sean comes to claim her as his, not even the curse on her own pack can stop her happiness. Except things aren't always as they seem. She'll be put through trials she never imagined. Grandmother's schemes reveal secrets that should have always stayed hidden. . . and the evil that is rising may well kill them all.