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They say love is like an explosion. But explosions haven't been so kind to Michael Wagner. Michael's given his life in service to the military. He had a plan - structure, discipline, focus. Thirty years in the Army before retirement. It only took one IED blast to change all of that, stealing his hearing and altering the course of his life forever. Joining some small-town support group? It's not going to change that. It's not going to give him back anything that he's lost...but maybe it's worth a shot, anyway.

Becoming a teen mom at 16 was not what I expected, but then again, neither was being a single parent. Still, I wouldn't change my past because that boy is my world. Hockey is the only thing my son seems to care about, so I work two jobs to make sure he can play. I'd do anything to make sure he doesn't suffer because of the bad decisions his father made. When he won a whole summer of hockey training, I knew in my heart he was going to have an amazing time.

I’m ready to lead the Everglow pack, but unless I claim a mate, I can’t take my place as Supreme Alpha. Other wolves may settle for less, but I only want my true mate. I just haven’t met him yet. But time is running out, and if I don’t choose someone, the current alpha will choose for me. When I set eyes on Julian, I know he’s mine. I don’t know why he hasn’t been claimed, but his pack’s loss is my gain. The omega belongs at my side, and with him I’m ready to lead.

Andrew lost his dad and is struggling to pick up the pieces. The first one? Reform the support group his father used to run for military members and the people who love them. What he didn't expect was to meet a handsome, older soldier. Falling in love with Michael was never on the agenda.

I don’t normally deal with nasty ghosts, but when Nix needs help, I’m the only one qualified. His dragons are under attack, and it’s up to me to stop it. But Nix isn’t making it easy. He seems determined to hate me because I’m a necromancer, and he wants nothing to do with the attraction smoldering between us. This specter isn’t a random haunting, and it's connected to both Nix and me. We’re going to have to work together to defeat it, but if Nix finds out how I’m connected, any trust I’ve built with him will go up in smoke.

Fresh off a divorce and retirement from the army, Yves is floundering. He feels stuck, certain that he should have done something by now to distinguish himself. The only thing this chef has left is his devotion to the warm, spicy flavors from his Louisiana childhood. Getting a business loan for his dream restaurant may be an uphill battle, but at least making people happy with his food comes easy...especially when he begins to make friends from the G-MIL support group. If he wants to feed one hot-headed young soldier in particular, well, that's his business, isn't it?

Nicolas is traveling down some dark roads. Ever since he came home from his last deployment to a cheating wife and a bastard baby, nothing has been the same. With his divorce freshly inked, his mind shattered, and nowhere safe left to land, all Nicolas has is the G-MIL support group...and Jaren. It would be a mistake to think that bright, vibrant, funny Jaren could make everything okay again. After all, Nicolas has never so much as kissed a man before him. But as their bonds of friendship grow stronger, so does the trust building in Nicolas' heart.

Tiyo Attallah Salah-El died in 2018 on “Slow Death Row” while serving a life sentence in a Pennsylvania prison. He was a man with a dizzying array of talents and vocations: author, scholar, teacher, musician, and activist: he was the founder of the Coalition for the Abolition of Prisons. He was also, as is apparent from the letters written over a decade and half to his friend Paul Alan Smith that make up this book, an extraordinarily eloquent correspondent.

I'm not sure about anything anymore. Except him. I tried so hard to join the military, but they didn't want me. Asthma. So I settled for being a military contractor instead. I've done well at it, too. But this last deployment...it was hard. Really hard. And I'm not sure I want to go through something like that again. I've got a friend - James. Younger man. Hot as hell, too. But I'm not sure about him, either. I keep finding myself wanting more - but does he?