Authors Kelly Shearing &
D A Shearing

“It was a meet-cute. As soon as Eva walked in, she landed a punch to his jaw and a couple of shots to his chest,” Zoey said.

Most days are routine working Harbor Patrol in Newport Beach. What started off as a routine shift quickly became anything but. A ghost ship was reported floating off the coast.

All of Eva’s deputies were busy on calls. This one was hers. It’s not the first time a boat came loose from a mooring and floated out of the harbor.

As she approached the boat, it looked abandoned. She followed procedures before she boarded.

Cal couldn’t believe it. He fired a kill shot, but the guy died too slowly. The guy got a shot off, and now there was a bullet in his shoulder. Shot by a dead man. Yeah, not his best day.

His day got worse. A local law enforcement officer just boarded the boat. They have no idea what they are walking into.

His luck turned when he saw that there was only one officer. He hid until just the right moment.

The cargo on the boat is the key to stopping a war between mobs across the country. When it disappears, unlikely bonds are formed to retrieve the cargo… the girl.

Corruption and deception keep the team guessing. When dealing with the mob, nobody can be trusted. One wrong move could end their lives. The answer is simple—don’t make a wrong move.

My impatience may have ruined everything. How do I come back from what I’ve done? The only thing I can do is move forward.
Raya rushed in, and her partner paid the price. With her best friend and partner in the hospital, there is nothing more she can do for him. Her focus returns to work and her open case. Her mind though keeps playing their mystery man’s appearance over again.

He was a recluse billionaire. As far as the world knows, he’s been locked away in his residence for the last twelve years. His obsession was finding his sister who was taken twenty years ago.

The cost of his obsession may be the woman who is out in the world searching for his sister. She was devastated when her partner was injured. He has never met her, but she’s special. Could she be his new obsession?

What will it take to push the recluse billionaire out the door to face the world?

If we saved each other, would it still be hero worship? The passion and feelings are there, and oh, man, the steam is there. If we weren’t being hunted, would the romance be there, too?

In a twist of fate, Luna loses everything. Running for her life, something changes… or… someone changes her. It’s no longer about running; it’s about vengeance. She won’t leave until the job is done.

He was minding his own business, following orders like he’d done so many times before. The day started like so many others. Miserable and hot, humidity wrapping him in a wet blanket. His fate was about to change.

Damn the order, he couldn’t stand by and watch. With the squeeze of his finger, his world turned upside down.

Five counts of murder? This has to be a mistake. 

Two worlds collide as Luna and Nic try to find their way out of the shadows. Asylum is their only option. He has to get her to the US, but she won’t go until she’s done.

Fate puts them on the same course. Will she destroy his world, too?

He felt the arms tighten around his throat, stopping the flow of air. Everything went blank. When he opened his eyes, he knew he had gone up because his angel was looking back at him. Spending eternity with her… yes, please.

Shay was searching for his missing niece. He knew he was in over his head, but he had to keep looking.

Charlie was searching for whoever was selling stolen intel from her government. She thought their cover was blown when her teammate informed her of a new player.

Two worlds collide.

He was good. She was the opposite. They never stood a chance. How could someone like him ever fall in love with someone like her, knowing the things she’s done?

Opposites attract. That’s what she’s always been told.

The clock is ticking. As the information comes in, they know they’re running out of time. In a race against the clock, both teams must work together. Two leaders usually mean one too many. It no longer matters. It’s go time.