Bøger af J M Dabney

Welcome to Brawlers Bar... A quick pit stop for a comfortable bed to sleep turned into an eight year stay. Vincent "Crave" Butler hit the road the day after college graduation and hadn't looked behind him since. He'd swore to never stop moving, but the night he drove into Powers, Georgia changed the course of his life. He'd hit a bar called Brawlers with its rundown exterior and pride flag beside the door, the next day he had a job. Second in command to the Head of Brawler security, Crave found the place he didn't have to run from. No one would call Crave sane. He lived to make people as uncomfortable as possible just for his own twisted amusement. That all changed when a certain cute as fuck bartender walked in for an interview. No one wanted Twitch Harrison around for the long term. He was small, femme and annoying on his best days, downright abhorrent on his bad ones. When college turned out to be a no-go and the parents canceled his credit cards he'd needed a job. Walking into Brawlers, the roughest gay bar in his hometown, was like a game of pick the thing that didn't belong-him. The two owners, Scary and Tank, hired him on and a year later he was still that thing that didn't belong. No one made it more apparent than bouncer Crave Butler who didn't hide the fact he barely tolerated Twitch's presence. Crave threatened every man who thought they'd get the pretty Twitch, but would Twitch rather be in their beds than his? Only one way to find out and he hoped Twitch was ready for forever because that's what Crave was determined to have.

Love wasn't in the cards. With his first cry, Rache "Ripper" Medina-Jackyl's fate was sealed. He was destined to become a parasite feeding off the misery of others to survive. Him and his mother, Amora fought to keep him free for as long as possible. Only so many battles could be won before they would lose the war. He had an eternity to fill, but the one thing he craved would never be his. Tasha Cisco loved her job as a burlesque performer and sometimes bartender at Club Revenge. She was happy, if somewhat lonely, even with her huge family she'd acquired at the club. Secretly in love with her employer's son wasn't something she ever wanted to share especially with the too handsome Rache. As with most situations in her life eventually, everything would explode in her face. A vengeful demon, a dark age conspiracy theory, and prophecy combine to throw a human's life into chaos. Rache and Tasha stubbornly fight fang and claw against what they both want. Can a human love a monster who thinks he has nothing to offer but centuries of misery and show him he's more than a prophecy foretold?