Bøger af Charlotte Brice

TROYHarlow is missing, and Pletcher won't let the four of us, his own mates, in on the search. All they know is that James Harvey doesn't know where his son is. Well screw Pletcher and the ShiftARS. It's time we walk away from everything we ever knew. Harlow needs us and his safe return is the only thing that matters, he is all that matters. We will find him, and we will devote the rest of our lives to our crazy amazing mate. Hold on Harlow, we're coming for you.HARLOWDeath is supposed to be a rest. Well, I'll tell you, they are lying.The phrase 'live while I'm alive and sleep when I'm dead' doesn't apply to me.I'm dead, and for some reason, that means trekking up the side of a mountain to find my beasts.I'll make my own phrase then. Sex when I'm alive. Epic journey of discovery when I'm dead. And sleep when hell freezes over.Or when I burn the world.

RILEYHarlow's secrets are out but too many loose ends threaten our future together. We need to make a preemptive strike against Harlow's dad before he comes for us.Instead a stranger at the door threatens to expose everything we have.Our happy ever after has never felt so close and yet seemed so far away.HARLOWA nice house with my family, out in the middle of nowhere,no one to bother us.That was what I drempt of as a child.Now I have my mates, we have the house. We're in the middle of nowhere.People need to stop bothering us.Stopping my dad is the only way to make that happen.Easier said than done. I have a feeling things are going to get worse before they get better.Oh, and now my mum is gone, so is the waterfall.Dying just got a HELL of a lot more complicated.

My Phoenix is out, along with my visions. I've been sent into hiding, but everything about this feels wrong. Maybe I'm just out of my depth? My mates may be with me but I feel like I'm losing my connection with the world. This isn't real.Not only am I plagued by doubt, I'm also being tormented by nightmares again. My mates are the only positives I can think of lately. My rank means I lead my team but when my lieutenant bars come off, these men own me body and soul, and they are as hard to ignore as the damn bird.When more of the truth comes out, it turns out I was right, but I'm not sure I have enough sanity left to come back from this. Not when every repressed memory is thrown back at me. There is a damn good reason why I shut my past out.Will my mates stick with me through it all, or am I destined to mess up the only good thing that ever happened to me?

HENRYI was dead. Not near death, or gone for a few minutes. I died. I was buried. There was a funeral and everyone came. My mates mourned me.Then the darkness of nothing lifted and now I'm back.But I've changed; my mates have changed. And I've just met the most amazing person. Harlow is a blast from the past and a missing piece in my life. But... he is part of something huge, and, I'm not sure if anyone realises, but this young man is insane.Utterly round the bend, bonkers, fell down the rabbit hole kind of crazy. But my heart say sign me up anyway.HARLOWIt's Christmas, and my mates want to show me that this time of year can be fun. My experiences have been less than convincing so far and I'd rather forget the whole thing. A couple of visitors from my mates past soon become welcome friends in an increasingly difficult world. My voices are getting harder to hide. I think I'm going crazy. You know what they say; crazy attracts crazy. I just wasn't expecting it to be in the form of the Krampus.It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas, and only one thing can save this from becoming another year of disappointment. One little red box that's always under the tree. No matter where I am or what I'm doing, that one small, unlabelled present is my only constant.This book is for over 18s due to scenes of a graphic nature, and dealing with mental health issues.

My name is Harlow, and I've just been attached to a ShiftARS unit on an army base far from where I was settled. I'm 23 and recently out of training, so although I rank higher than the three guys in my team, they treat me like the newbie. The three guys are gay and also lovers so the team dynamics are off. Luckily these guys look at me like a conquest and welcome me in. They are huge guys, solid muscle and tower 6 inches above me. Despite coming top of my class in fitness, martial arts and target shooting, to them my 5ft10 frame makes me seem like a delicate flower. They think I'm straight, I won't tell them I've been tempted before. Just like I won't tell them my shift beast.But all my secrets might come out anyway as these guys peel away my layers until they break my core.

I once heard someone say the phrase "let sleeping dogs lie." I'm not sure that I ever truly understood it before. The key word in that sentence is "before" as I now have a much better understanding of it.After the disaster of my first posting, and ending up back where I started, everything begins to fall apart. Realising I was never meant to join my mates, and shifting into something new, leaves me not sleeping well. I'm having nightmares as my past bombards me with forgotten and repressed memories.Wrath, Rage and Ruin.Somehow I have to get them back in the box, somewhere they have been shut away for far too long and now that they are out, they are in no hurry to go back.Why can things never be easy?How much more can I take before I just let go?

BECKETTI've lost my hippo shift beast, and part of my body that makes me who I am, my tattoos. As much as I'm looking forward to a fresh start, some of us are dragging too much baggage with us. Whatever happened in Harlow's past, isn't going to leave us alone, no matter where we go. I need to focus on who I am. How much of the old Thomas Beckett am I, and will I ever regain my ability to shift after Harlow saved me?HARLOWWe need answers.They are all there, in our pasts, we just need to find them. Just because my past spans less years, doesn't mean there is less there to find. But I buried my issues deep in my messed up sub-conscience. A trip to the prophet from my mates' past is dangerously close to my own. We could kill two birds with one stone here. Is that the right phrase? All I know is people are going to die, and memories are going to rise.

It's not easy living together in the tiny motor home, and tempers start to fray. But the four men only have to survive until their purchase of the ghost house goes through.When they become stranded on a ghost hunt, a few nights in a hotel provide welcome relief, but when Jackal shows up on Halloween, everyone knows their lives are about to be turned upside-down.Again.But with unexpected dark power set free, this will be a Halloween to remember.Voodoo needs to step back and look after his boy, especially as he might be on the verge of crushing his hopes when it comes to ghost huntingHunter needs a territory to patrol because marking the small space he has is getting on everyone's nerves.Teddy needs to regain his confidence and find his place in his new life as an escaped convict, oh, and clear his name.Doll needs a conscience, but everyone knows that isn't going to happen. And he really does love Halloween.

The Russian Doll is called on for one last case. Voodoo, Hunter and Doll must go undercover in prison and convince a man known only as Glass Eye to give up his informant.Three men go in, and three men will come out. A fact that pulls at a heartless man's heartstrings when Voodoo falls in love with an innocent man.The biggest question is which three will leave and who will be the one left behind.This book contains dark themes which may be triggering to some people. This includes threatened rape, investigating paedophiles, sex and violence. This book contains mm relationships.

Finally, the pack of four find themselves a home. A run down ghost house as worn as they are. But it is a place to call home, somewhere to lay roots. Somewhere to be a pack.Registering a werewolf pack made up of a berserker, a witch doctor, a necromancer and a seer doesn't go down well with the werewolf council, calling Voodoo and Hunter away from home to explain the situation.The saying goes 'while the cats are away, the mice will play' but no one knows what happens when the dogs start circling.Werewolves, to be precise, Ones who feel a necromancer would be more useful to them than to a werewolf pack of one.No matter how hard Doll tries, people keep making it hard not to kill them.This is the final book in this series and ends on a HEA

ElymasMy world is broken ruins left from a time where humans thrived. I've seen books of the great cities of old. Now we scrape out a living in the wake of the demi-gods wrath.On the tenth anniversary of the day the demi-gods departed, I want nothing more than to enjoy my birthday alone. It isn't easy sharing my birthday with such a widely celebrated event.Except… I have no memory of the world before ten years ago, and I have never left this village. All I have are the words of our village leader, Marholm.This birthday everything changes, when Marholm lures me into his giant tower of the gods and gifts me a weapon. He gives me the task of travelling back in time to find and destroy the demi-gods once and for all. But will I be able to kill these men with no personal memory of their crimes, or will I surrender to their godly looks and charms and listen to their side of the story?A full length standalone novel with a happy ever after. Gay harem romance, intended for mature readers over 18.

The Tolithian Vilcol party is supposed to be a coming-of-age celebration, but for Prince Ezra, it is the worse day of his life. He is being sent away from his friends and family to find a bride on the remote planet Waftja, on the far side of the solar system. It isn't that he doesn't want to find his life partner amongst his purple skinned kin, it's that his parents are using the species diverse colours as a way to hide his sexuality.When he prayed for a way out of the situation, Ezra didn't quite anticipate being kidnapped by pirates as the solution. Despite more sinister plans for his fate made by the captain, Ezra finds himself drawn to the mysterious tentacle creature holding the role of doctor on the run-down ship. Now they must plan their way out together, and hope when they do, that love will be enough to sway Ezra's parents from their wedding plans.Prince EzraA system of twelve planets, the Tolithians mine a variety of different flavoured minerals from the planets' rock. This are highly sought after to add flavour to the dehydrated space food most species survive on.These minerals are so abundant on these planets, the population have become a diverse rainbow of skin colours.The crown prince and only son of the King and Queen, Ezra has been raised with the responsibility of inheriting the Tolithian throne. With that responsibility comes the obligation to marry and provide the people with an heir. The only problem is, Ezra has no interest in women at all. To cover this fact, he is being sent to the furthest planet, to seek a bride amongst the purple skinned Tolithian. While skin colour has no prejudice with the green skinned prince, any indifference he shows his wife, will be taken as a a form of racism. His parents may see this as preferable over exposing his sexuality, Ezra doesn't.When pirates attack, Ezra looses his connection with everything he has ever known. This could just be the wake-up call Ezra needs to fight for his future.JighorDespite training as a doctor, Jig found himself unable to obtain employment in any of the galaxy system's medical facilities. Who would want a nine foot purple octopus operating on them?Twenty years later, and Jighor is still on the one ship that welcomed him, a pirate vessel under the command of Captain Carla Pinade. With age creeping up on the human crewman, Carla develops a cunning plan that tests Jighor's morals to their limits.Selling the Tolithian prince to the Nefrilot doesn't strike Jighor as the retirement payout Carla is hoping for. But what can he do to save the prince in the middle of deep space? 44k romance, with scenes of a very steamy nature between a young prince and a tentacle pirate. HEA guarenteed