The Killers Series by Brynne Asher

In the Virginia countryside outside of Washington, DC, Addy Wentworth was on a mission to make a new life for herself. When the opportunity arose, she settled in horse and wine country. Experiencing more than her fair share of tragedy and loss, she had plans for her future, one where failure wasn’t an option. And not just because people and cows were counting on her. She’d poured everything she had into her struggling vineyard, because once she’s in, she’s all in... moreIn the Virginia countryside outside of Washington, DC, Addy Wentworth was on a mission to make a new life for herself. When the opportunity arose, she settled in horse and wine country. Experiencing more than her fair share of tragedy and loss, she had plans for her future, one where failure wasn’t an option. And not just because people and cows were counting on her. She’d poured everything she had into her struggling vineyard, because once she’s in, she’s all in. After giving himself wholly to the job for ten years, Crew Vega was done. He’d fulfilled his commitment, done his duty, gone above and beyond to settle the score. And the score was high. All he had to do was train his replacements and he’d be out for good. He had a plan, one that didn’t include getting involved with his new neighbor, a woman who not only kept cows for pets, but treasured her employees as family, and understood him better than anyone ever had before. But when he learned a high level CIA target being investigated for treason was keeping tabs on her? No, he never planned on that. And like everything Crew Vega did in life, when he goes in, he’s all in. Warning: I’m a devout member of the mama club and don’t want to get kicked out by angry mamas. If you aren’t eighteen, turn around, go drink your milk and eat your veggies, it’s good for your bones. And go to bed early, you’re still growing, your body needs sleep. And don’t text and drive. And be nice, sit with the kid who sits alone at lunch. And read a PG-13 book, it’s good for your brain. And go tell your mama you love her. Chop-chop, run along now. I’ll see you back when you’re eligible to vote. less

Maya Augustine needed to disappear—her life depended on it. When her path led her to the middle-of-nowhere Virginia, she found the perfect place to hide. A woman on the run, Maya had no business befriending anyone, let alone allowing herself to become involved with a man … especially after her last experience. Even so, she couldn’t help but become obsessed with the bruised, battered, and beautiful killer who walked into her life. Grady Cain reached rock bottom... moreMaya Augustine needed to disappear—her life depended on it. When her path led her to the middle-of-nowhere Virginia, she found the perfect place to hide. A woman on the run, Maya had no business befriending anyone, let alone allowing herself to become involved with a man … especially after her last experience. Even so, she couldn’t help but become obsessed with the bruised, battered, and beautiful killer who walked into her life. Grady Cain reached rock bottom. His past finally caught up with him, causing him to lose his edge at work and in life. Spiraling down a desperate path of remorse and guilt, Grady wasn’t expecting his refuge to come in the form of a woman. Day in—day out, she was the only thing he’d allowed himself to think about. To focus on. To consume him. One was running. The other had nothing to run to. Until these troubled souls crossed paths… And two paths became one. Warning: This author is a mom who runs a PG-13 home. This book is not PG-13. She would literally keel over and die if anyone under the age of 18 read this book. If you’re not of age, save this author from her untimely death, and go read about teenage wizards. They're awesome. less

No one would say Keelie Lockhart isn’t determined.  Taking on the role of both mom and dad to her two young kids, she’s managing life the best she can.  Saddled with a century-old dilapidated farmhouse she can’t afford, a bevy of goats, two dogs, and a geriatric donkey, the last thing she has time for is a man—even if that man is a knight whose shining armour comes in the form of worn-in jeans and work boots... moreNo one would say Keelie Lockhart isn’t determined.  Taking on the role of both mom and dad to her two young kids, she’s managing life the best she can.  Saddled with a century-old dilapidated farmhouse she can’t afford, a bevy of goats, two dogs, and a geriatric donkey, the last thing she has time for is a man—even if that man is a knight whose shining armour comes in the form of worn-in jeans and work boots.   Controlled, methodical, and focused—Asa Hollingsworth takes charge of everything in life.  Working close to home after years away, he finally has the time to focus on his kids.  Little does he know, a chance meeting with a petite, strawberry-blonde stranded on the side of the road, would intertwine their lives in a way he’d never want to untangle.   But when school bullies turn into something much worse, Asa starts to dig around.  He never dreams the troubles lurking in the hallways of the local high school would shake his family to its core.  With drug dealers lurking, bullets flying, and threats coming from every angle, Asa must do everything he can to protect the ones he loves.   Because in the end, there’s nothing more precious than the gift of life.   Warning:  Oh, I’m sorry, that’s a fake ID.  If you’re not eighteen, consider yourself bounced and walk away from my books.  I’ll gladly welcome you back when you become a legit adult.  That is, unless you’re my parents or my children.  If so, walk away and don’t come back.  You don’t need to know what’s in my head. less

Being a spy isn’t for the faint at heart—especially for the brute American and the beautiful, cunning Brit… Who am I? I’m Cole Carson and I’m the best at what I do. Four years ago, the CIA forced me to babysit the young MI6 princess, Isabella Donnelly. Beneath my paygrade and skillset, but I like to think I taught her everything she knows—because I’m just that good. Turns out, there’s a first time for everything because I was wrong about her... moreBeing a spy isn’t for the faint at heart—especially for the brute American and the beautiful, cunning Brit… Who am I? I’m Cole Carson and I’m the best at what I do. Four years ago, the CIA forced me to babysit the young MI6 princess, Isabella Donnelly. Beneath my paygrade and skillset, but I like to think I taught her everything she knows—because I’m just that good. Turns out, there’s a first time for everything because I was wrong about her. She pissed me off and challenged me in ways no one had before. I not only ate my words, I choked those suckers down with a bottle of whiskey when someone ripped her away from me.Now she’s back and no one can know she’s here. And by no one, I mean all of the western world. I’m determined to clear her name and make her mine. It’s a tall order so it’s a damn good thing I’m me. A dare… Okay, fine. It wasn’t a dare. More like a wager, laid at my feet by none other than Cole Carson. It’s all semantics at this point—I’m stuck between the threat of prison and my arsehole American, whom I just can’t shake.Trust me, I’ve tried. I have no one to blame but my stupid, stupid heart. I’m no princess and certainly don’t need a prince charming. I can kick arse all on my own—it’s what I came here to do. Taking a bullet was not on my agenda … neither was waking up in the hospital with Cole glaring at me.But I’m here and I’m nothing if not determined. But that dare…I can’t focus on that until I clear my name. If Cole wants to tag along, so be it.I am a Donnelly. We don’t give up nor do we bow down … to anyone. less

From USA Today Bestselling Author Brynne Asher, a forced proximity romantic suspense about a woman on the run and a tortured soul. The princess and a dead man.They say money makes the world go round. They’d be wrong.Sure, power can be bought, but you can gain a hell of a lot more with knowledge. With knowledge comes fear.I’ve seen it.I’ve caused it.I’ve even been the brunt of it... moreFrom USA Today Bestselling Author Brynne Asher, a forced proximity romantic suspense about a woman on the run and a tortured soul. The princess and a dead man.They say money makes the world go round. They’d be wrong.Sure, power can be bought, but you can gain a hell of a lot more with knowledge. With knowledge comes fear.I’ve seen it.I’ve caused it.I’ve even been the brunt of it.But when a stowaway princess barrels into my life like a runaway train, I throw patience out the window—the same one I jump out of, taking her with me. Now I’ve got more problems than any contract killer deserves.That includes Aliyah Zahir—an internationally coveted socialite, a true royal, and a social media sensation. Returning to the lion’s den, she ends up in harm’s way—all for a mirage.She’s chasing a ghost.But instead, she finds a dead man.I’m done being patient. It’s my turn to administer fear for a change, and no one is better equipped to fix Liyah’s problems than me.And I’m never giving her back. less

a distilled beverage made from the blue agave plant and, in Mary’s case, a truth serum.It took one night.No, it took one dinner, a bevy of cocktails, and a woman who’s been skirting me for months. Then, everything changed. Because the tequila did what it does best, Mary’s words flowed faster than the magic liquid she was shooting with salt and lime.Mary had demons—ones she thought were buried. She thought wrong.She can’t hide from her past or from me. Not anymore... morea distilled beverage made from the blue agave plant and, in Mary’s case, a truth serum.It took one night.No, it took one dinner, a bevy of cocktails, and a woman who’s been skirting me for months. Then, everything changed. Because the tequila did what it does best, Mary’s words flowed faster than the magic liquid she was shooting with salt and lime.Mary had demons—ones she thought were buried. She thought wrong.She can’t hide from her past or from me. Not anymore.I’m Evan Hargrove and I’ll turn the world red before I let anything happen to her.This is a Killers Series Novella. This book contains naughty words and sexy bits. If you aren’t eighteen, step away from the purchase button, turn around, and walk away. We’ll pretend this never happened, and I won’t tell your parents. less