Catch up on the steamy bestselling Gentry Boys series with this limited edition box set! Also get a sneak peek at the upcoming Gentry Boys holiday novella, SNOW. These four books are part of the Gentry world but may be read as stand alone stories. HOLD They all said we were trash and would end up dead or in prison. They were wrong. The three of us brothers endured hell together and somehow climbed out battle-scarred but whole. We are no longer the ferocious boys who punched our way through terrible days and went to bed hungry every night. Now we’ve got love, we’ve got hope, and we’ve got each other. But in order to hold on to everything that matters, we’ll need to confront the vicious demons of the past…one last time. CROSS This one is not like the other stories. This one will hurt. Two brothers... And the girl next door. A betrayal that severed the bonds of blood and loyalty. A tragedy that ended one life and shattered the rest. Everyone thought that because they knew how it ended they also knew how it started. They didn't. And neither do you. WALK 1513 ...The number of single lines carefully scratched on a piece of notebook paper at each sunrise. 1513...The number of days passed in a locked cage, surrounded by fierce men who did things even worse than what I did. 1513...The number of nights spent staring at the ceiling, praying for just five minutes of freedom to talk to my brother. The brother I love more than anyone on earth. The brother who hates me even more than he hates himself. 1...The number of moments it took for a tragedy to unfold and change lives, end lives, destroy lives. 1...The number that represents isolation, a loneliness worse than any prison sentence. 1...The number of girls who show up in my life and try to crack through the iron shield I’ve built around your heart these past four years. One girl and her name is Evie. Beautiful. Stubborn. Passionate. I know that if you had any honor I wouldn't take her. But honor is something I lost a long time ago. EDGE It was him. Conway Gentry. The boy I'd known years ago - the one who'd loved my best friend and was left shattered by her death - was now a macho adrenaline junkie, an arrogant, womanizing hustler. There was not a single good reason on this earth to fall for him. But no one told my heart that.