Books Edited By Eden Winters

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Summary: Can a painful goodbye become a second chance? Adric's pretty sure his hopeless crush on his roommate Royce has an end date. They'll finish their EMT training course before the holidays and take the exam. When they pass—fingers crossed— he has plans for job hunting, but even when he teases or nags, Royce refuses to discuss anything beyond that looming test date. That has to be a red flag. Adric tries to be resigned to a bromance goodbye at Christmas. But when he and Royce end up in bed together, that changes everything. Doesn't it?

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Summary: Wade When my little brother was fifteen, he kissed a boy. Someone from our werewolf pack saw him and told Alpha, and that was the end. The end of his life, because wolf packs have ironclad rules and one of them is, Thou shalt not be gay, ever. Shawn died. And the extra gut-punch on top of losing my brother was that the man who obeyed our Alpha’s order to kill Shawn was Dustin, our Fixer, a man I’d thought was my good friend. The man I’d secretly had a crush on. Once Shawn was dead, once Alpha let me loose, I ran fast and far. I wanted to kill Dustin, to smear his guts out on the ground and dance on them, but he had four inches, thirty pounds, and fifteen years of fighting experience on me. He was pack Sixth to my Fifteenth. In a fight, I’d always lose. Still, as I made a new life a long way from the pack, I vowed that one day, I’d find Dustin and end him. Then, one spring night, I woke to a very familiar wolf peering in at me from the fire escape. I had my shot at revenge at last. Dustin Pack Fixer is a title, a job, an avocation. It’s also a prison, bound by vows to your Alpha and one sole commandment: protect the pack. My father, who was Fixer before me, taught me all kinds of ways to cover up evidence that might reveal werewolves. I could pick locks, alter photos, confuse, drug, blackmail, and eliminate threats. I was up on all the new technology that was growing by leaps and bounds here in the 1970s. I understood video, knew what a motion detector could do. And I used my skills to kill an innocent boy. Well, that’s what my Alpha thought I’d done, what he’d commanded of me. What Shawn’s brother Wade believed, when he escaped our pack and vanished. In fact, Shawn was still alive and I was no longer Fixer. But it took me seven years to find Wade, to give him the good news. Question is, will he kill me before I can tell him he still has a brother? Fixer is a hurt-comfort, second chances prequel novella set in the 1970s, thirty-seven years before the events in Unacceptable Risk.

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Summary: Austin I made it to age eighteen as Frankie Morse—Frank, Junior—my dad's prized possession and sometimes punching bag. But only because Dad never knew I was gay. On my eighteenth birthday, I defied him, and ran. Crossed three states, in the miraculous gift of an old truck, before I ran out of gas outside the Star & Bar ranch in the Sierra Nevada foothills. Now I'm broke, they aren't hiring, and my string of luck has apparently come to an end. But here, in the free California air, I can choose to use my middle name, Austin. I can be as gay as I please. And maybe, just maybe, the approval I see in a weathered winter cowboy's eyes means I haven't totally wrecked my life. Seth After messing up bigtime years ago, and letting a young man get hurt on my watch, I'm never mixing business and pleasure again. I'm gay, I'm out, but when I'm around the horses and the cattle, I refuse to be distracted. Even by a young man with a world of hurt in his eyes, and a mouth created to tempt me. Austin needs a helping hand, but that's the only kind of hand he's getting. If he's even willing to bend his pride enough to take that. I'm 33, he's 18 and barely finding his feet, and anyhow, we're full up with ranch hands for the winter. But when I find him bartering barn-cleaning for a place to sleep that isn't below freezing, I'm not made of stone. My cabin's small, but I can give him shelter. Just for one night, or two. A novel connected to "Cowboy Dreams" featuring a determined young man, a cautious older one, difficult pasts, stubborn pride, a truck named Tilly, some horses, cows, and dogs, and only one bed. (Content warning for abusive parenting and attempted assault. Contains spoilers for "Cowboy Dreams.")