Men in the Shadows Series by Garry Michael

“I chose to live my life in the shadows, and one day it could get me killed.”Obliterate.Extinguish.Repeat.Serving justice was my specialty. I was a ruthless monster, a fierce hunter, a mad sadist, and the list went on. But one thing I wasn’t… hunted. A failed ambush had me questioning everything I knew, and I would track whoever was responsible for the attack on me if it was the last thing I’d ever do... more“I chose to live my life in the shadows, and one day it could get me killed.”Obliterate.Extinguish.Repeat.Serving justice was my specialty. I was a ruthless monster, a fierce hunter, a mad sadist, and the list went on. But one thing I wasn’t… hunted. A failed ambush had me questioning everything I knew, and I would track whoever was responsible for the attack on me if it was the last thing I’d ever do.Then I met the vagabond priest, drifting from one mission to the next, looking for a place to call home. The innocent and divine priest turned out to be anything but. I was addicted, and once I had my claws in something, I stopped at nothing to get what I wanted. One problem. The sinfully beautiful Father Saint James forced me to face my fears and I held nothing back. He was a forbidden fruit and after I had a bite, he had me spilling my darkest secrets including a labyrinth of an underground society with a questionable moral compass.Too bad I had to kill him now. less

I used to live on the fringes, creeping through the shadows, however being incognito was no longer an option. We’d started a war and there was a price tag hanging over our heads. Our next move had to be swift and calculated or we could perish at the hands of The Firm. That was the plan until a phone call changed everything, planting me in a cult in the middle of Wyoming where I was reacquainted with a boy I knew from my past.Only, Abel was no longer a kid... moreI used to live on the fringes, creeping through the shadows, however being incognito was no longer an option. We’d started a war and there was a price tag hanging over our heads. Our next move had to be swift and calculated or we could perish at the hands of The Firm. That was the plan until a phone call changed everything, planting me in a cult in the middle of Wyoming where I was reacquainted with a boy I knew from my past.Only, Abel was no longer a kid. He’d grown into a man who’d uncoiled a well-tied knot I’d been guarding for years.He. Was. Off. Limits.Those four words should deter me from placing him up front and center in my wildest fantasies. I could do that. I just needed to figure out a way how. less