by E. C. Land
Finally Neo’s Strength will be following these and I’ll note now it will be taking place after Ranger’s Fury as this couple figures out how to handle the demons’ she carries within her and if Neo can help her get past it all.
Sincerely,
E.C.
Neo’s Strength
Neo
The day I found her crumbled and shut down from the world, I knew it was going to take a miracle to bring her back to me. It would take all my strength to pull her out of the dark abyss.
But no war is won without fighting and winning the battles before it.
Little did I know it would take much more than only my strength to guide her through the dark. But rather my heart as well.
As terror surrounds us, her demons refuse to leave her alone, leaving me crippled with one arm tied behind my back.
Will I be able to save her in time before the demons snatch her from my grasp, or will we make it out with only moments to spare?
Carrying Blaze’s Mark
Blaze
Never before did I think I would have this again—a family. Now I stand with my little bird and a child we’re raising as our own. It doesn’t matter how he came to us. He’s ours and nothing will ever change that.
Life is better than it has been in a long time and I’m lovin’ it.
At least, it was until the past comes knocking down our door, leaving my woman feeling haunted all over again. She came face-to-face with demons who shouldn’t have been around.
Will Raven be able to handle the weight this will put on her and grasp hold of me as her anchor? Or will the fires of Tartarus reap upon us both, incinerating everything we’ve created to ash?
Whichever it is I’ll make sure my bird and son are safe, regardless of those who we face.
Fated for Pitch Black
Pitch Black
Darkness is where I live even in the light of day. I don’t care about anyone except those affiliated with my club. My heart was hardened a long time ago, making me good at what I do for my brothers and nothing will ever change that.
There are reasons why I’m so good at what I do, but I refuse to talk about it. Not even when my brothers question me. No one can fix what was broken. She left and isn’t coming back.
That is until fate intervenes, bringing her straight to my doorstep.
The woman who changed me for the worst. She’s the one responsible for gutting me the first time. How the fuck am I supposed to move past this? I have a hard time letting anyone who fucks me over back in, but does she really expect me to let her in pass the threshold?
Can I accept her apology and reasons for her actions, or do I cast her out to the wolves nipping at her heels?
Either way she still has the one thing of mine that will always be hers—my soul.