THE WATCH
Killers bound by loyalty & Haunted by conscience
Bound by blood and shadow, The Watch is a brotherhood of assassins who live by oaths alone. Men forged in loyalty, secrecy, and sacrifice. In their world, trust is rare, betrayal is fatal, and love is the most dangerous vow of all.
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Wraith & Primrose
A Deadly Assassin. A Prima Ballerina.
I notice the black rose before I notice him.
Left in my dressing room like a promise… or perhaps a warning.
Someone has been watching me. Studying me. Learning the shape of every secret I try to hide.
And now, he’s ready to begin.
Wraith has one assignment. Get close to Primrose McNeil. Use her to destroy her powerful grandfather. Leave nothing behind.
He was never supposed to want her.
Now two dangerous men circle her world. One cloaked in ruthless authority that leaves her trembling beneath his control. The other offers something far darker… a seductive obsession that awakens every forbidden desire inside her.
One wants her destroyed.
The other would burn the world before letting her fall.
He penetrated her mind long before he ever seduced her soul.
In a dark psychological race through Scotland, passion and danger become inseparable. And Primrose must decide:
Trust the man whose authority brings her to her knees…
Or surrender to the darkness that promises her everything.
Sinclair & Charlotte
A Conflicted Assassin. An Art Historian.
I went to find myself. I didn't expect to find him.
On the final night of the Edinburgh Festival Fringe, I witness something I was never meant to see. Two men. A moment. And then the darkness takes me.
Sinclair Stuart never should have taken the lass. He knew it the moment he looked into her eyes. Now they are fugitives, hunted by the sadistic crime lord Viktor Sokolov — a man Charlotte insists isn't finished. A man she says lives inside her.
Fear is safer than trust. Sin made certain of that.
But Charlotte is not what he expected. And the longer he keeps her close, the more dangerous that becomes — for both of them.
She has always been drawn to the water. To the old stories. The ones whispered about women who shed their skin and disappeared beneath the waves. She understands what it means to belong somewhere you were never supposed to be.
And Sin is starting to feel like the deep.
Sokolov is closing in. The organization is watching. And the only way out may cost Sin the part of himself he's spent a lifetime trying to bury.
The best art is born through suffering. So he carved a piece of himself into her.
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Carmichael & Lennox
A Rogue Assassin. An Accomplished Pianist.
Revenge is sweet. Or maybe it isn't revenge that's sweet. Maybe it's the promise of it.
When a typed letter appears on my doorstep with no postage and no return address, only my name reaching upward like it's searching for me, everything I believed about my life begins to unravel.
Recruited by the ruthless Viktor Sokolov and trained to seduce, infiltrate, and kill, I've spent years preparing for one mission.
Destroy Colonel Alexander MacKay.
Instead, I find Carmichael MacGregor.
An assassin for The Watch. A man as lethal as the monsters he hunts... and the first person to see the woman beneath every lie I've ever been forced to tell.
Loving me was never part of his mission.
Betraying him was always part of mine.
As bodies begin to appear across Edinburgh, carved with the signature of a sadistic killer known only as the Slasher, every lie I've lived brings Carmichael closer to a truth that could destroy us both.
Because the greatest deception isn't the mission I was sent to complete.
It's falling in love with the one man I was supposed to destroy.
Two people trained to trust no one.
One killer hunting from the shadows.
And a love born from betrayal that could cost them everything.
In a city soaked in blood, deception, and old ghosts, every stolen breath carries a price... and falling in love may be the deadliest deception
Storm & Skye
A Reluctant Assassin. A Solicitor Advocate.
The truth hurts.
I had it tattooed on my shoulder at eighteen. I just didn’t realize how much it would cost me.
When a phone rings inside my dead father’s desk drawer, I answer it.
A phone rings inside my dead father’s desk drawer, and against all reason, I answer it.
A single call leads to one name. One powerful man arrested for murder, no alibi that holds, and secrets buried deep enough to kill for.
I wasn’t looking for any of this.
I definitely wasn’t looking for Storm.
They call him the monk. A dangerous man who looks like sin and lives like a saint. Tattoos climbing his throat, stillness in his eyes, and an absolute refusal to touch anything he doesn’t trust completely.
She has no interest in being known.
But the past isn’t interested in what Skye wants.
A man who should be dead is demanding the verdict overturned. MacKay destroyed. And he holds enough leverage to make certain she obeys.
Storm wants the one thing she refuses to surrender.
All of her.
The dead man wants the one thing that could ruin her forever.
Her integrity.
Caught between obsession, betrayal, and deadly secrets, Skye is running out of ways to protect the truth… and herself.
Some men break down doors. Storm just waits. And that terrifies her more than anything.
