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SKELETON ISLAND SERIES #1<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\r\n

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Release Date: <\/strong>January 27, 2026
ISBN:<\/strong> 978-1-928044-63-5
Genre:<\/strong> Romantic Suspense
Format:<\/strong> ebook & print
Length:<\/strong> Novel (80,000 words)<\/p>\r\n

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BLURB<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\r\n

Welcome to Skeleton Island, where dangerous secrets lie hidden on its rugged, windswept shores. But even the darkest secrets can be unearthed\u2026and some residents will go to any length to make sure they remain buried.<\/p>\r\n

Tragedy ripped her world apart.

<\/em><\/strong>Willow has come back to Skeleton Island ready to heal old wounds and make a new life for herself in her childhood haven. The last thing she expects is to discover the man linked to her loss has also returned to the island. Tripp is forever changed by what happened, but the fire between them burns hotter than ever. When a mysterious threat sets her on a collision course with a dangerous entity operating on the island, she turns to him, putting her heart on the line along with her life.<\/p>\r\n

He’s tortured by the past he can\u2019t escape.

<\/em><\/strong>Former military contractor Tripp has secretly loved Willow since he was sixteen. He knows he should keep his distance but he can\u2019t stay away\u2014even though they\u2019ll both wind up getting burned in the end. And when the long-buried desire between them finally ignites, someone targets Willow. He steps in to protect her, but even as they confront the deadly threat, his darkest secret is revealed, threatening to tear them apart forever.<\/p>\r\n

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He forced his eyes shut. The moment he did, the tide of memories came rushing back.<\/p>\r\n

Syria. Leaving the relative safety of their fortified compound.<\/p>\r\n

The shock and force of the initial explosion. Searing heat and pain when he\u2019d stepped out of the vehicle to take up a defensive position. Barking orders over the radio.<\/p>\r\n

A barrage of automatic gunfire. Screams of his men falling around him.<\/p>\r\n

And as always, there was Peyton\u2019s voice in their final radio transmission. Weak. Resolute despite the pain and fear he must have felt.<\/p>\r\n

Roger that. If I don\u2019t make it back\u2014tell my family I love them and that I didn\u2019t suffer.<\/em><\/p>\r\n

His eyes shot open. He sat up, struggling to get his choppy breathing under control, his racing heart to slow down.<\/p>\r\n

Fuck. Fuck<\/em>.<\/p>\r\n

He dragged a hand through his hair, using the grounding technique his therapist had taught him. Focus on five things he could see. Four things he could feel. Three things he could hear.<\/p>\r\n

He heard someone moving around downstairs.<\/p>\r\n

It was late. Willow should be fast asleep.<\/p>\r\n

Pushing the covers back, he swung his legs over the edge of the bed and got up. Cracked open his door. The kitchen light was on downstairs.<\/p>\r\n

He stepped out into the hall just as the light switched off. Stopped as Rufus\u2019s toenails clicked on the wood floor then muted as he reached the carpeted stairs. The dog froze when he saw Tripp standing in the darkness near the landing.<\/p>\r\n

Willow was right behind him, looking unbearably sexy in her pajamas, the points of her nipples showing through the thin material of her top.<\/p>\r\n

\u201cOh. You scared me,\u201d she said, putting a hand to her chest.<\/p>\r\n

\u201cSorry. You okay?\u201d<\/p>\r\n

\u201cI\u2019m\u2026yeah.\u201d She wiped a hand over her cheeks, and he felt like he\u2019d been kicked in the gut.<\/p>\r\n

She\u2019d been crying. \u201cWhat\u2019s wrong?\u201d<\/p>\r\n

\u201cI\u2026\u201d She drew in a shaky breath.<\/p>\r\n

He was in front of her in an instant, cupping her face in his hands. \u201cTell me.\u201d He wiped away the last traces of wetness from her cheekbones with his thumbs.<\/p>\r\n

\u201cIt\u2019s after midnight. Which means it\u2019s the anniversary of\u2026\u201d<\/p>\r\n

Yeah, he knew exactly what fucking day it was. Seeing her grief shredded him. He would do anything to make it go away. Trade places with Peyton in an instant to bring him back and spare her and her family all this pain.<\/p>\r\n

But he couldn\u2019t. So he tugged her close, wrapped his arms around her and held on tight. \u201cI know.\u201d His voice was raspy, his throat clogged with emotion.<\/p>\r\n

Willow sucked in a hitching breath, a tiny shudder ripping through her as she pressed hard against him, her face nestled into the base of his throat. The feel of her was almost too much.<\/p>\r\n

He swallowed at the riptide of desire that roared through him. Need, longing, guilt, grief all blending together in a roiling mass that threatened to snap the chain tethering his vow not to cross the line with her again.<\/p>\r\n

He couldn\u2019t tell her the truth right now. But he also couldn\u2019t keep his distance.<\/p>\r\n

God help him, he didn\u2019t have the strength to turn her away tonight.<\/p>\r\n

So when she lifted her head and tipped her face up to search his eyes, he\u2019d already lost the battle before their lips touched.<\/p>\r\n

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