Something wicked this way comes... Dr. Aldous Hawkesworth doesn’t scare easily. In fact, Hawk regularly chases danger and follows the things that go bump in the night to escape the horrors of war and his past. But he finds himself in over his head and facing a new and very different challenge when a mysterious, shadowed man rouses him from his sleep to tend to a very “special” patient. Hawk encounters something disturbing and enthralling in the woods at Blackhurst and throws caution and safety to the wind to help Casper Grim. Has there ever been a character more despicable and lamentable than Mr. Grim? Is he homicidal? Definitely. Deranged? Absolutely. Radioactive? Possibly. Misunderstood...? That’s the question. Can our cagey patient ignore the voices in his head and his murderous impulses long enough to allow the dashing older surgeon to save his miserable life? Like Grim Death is a spin-off of The Boys of Lake Cliff series but is meant to be a standalone. While a few characters from Lake Cliff make appearances, you do not need to have read the series to enjoy this book.

Lust. He's the man you can't resist. He's the voice that gives you chills and you ache to touch him. Marry. Is he the man you give your heart to? Can he ever truly be yours? Kill. Is he the man you kill? Is he next? This isn't Lake Cliff. Reginald and Paul find themselves on a very different kind of adventure and England will never be the same. Now that his secret is out and he's being forced to play the part, Reginald's not settling into his title quietly. He's determined to be his own marquess and Paul has to keep him in check while he figures out how to fit in the world of the modern rake. Is Reginald ready to make peace with his past? Can they solve the mystery of his father's murder? "It might be better if I went alone,” Reginald suggested carefully and Paul’s brows pulled together as he looked at him through the mirror. “What? Why?” He asked and Reginald’s lips twisted as he considered then rubbed his forehead. There was a tickle of anxiety and it was all over Paul’s ass. They wouldn’t be able to keep their hands off it. “There’s a very good chance it could get out of hand or a bit…sketchy,” he warned and Paul snorted as he turned back to him and hugged his chest. Reginald hissed as he straightened Paul’s arms. “The pins!” He reminded him. “Don’t pull them out or we’ll have to wait for Marco to re-pin it,” he scolded then offered him a sheepish wince. “Out of hand and sketchy is my bread and butter. It’s my happy place but I don’t know if I want you there,” he admitted and Paul blinked back at him. “You’ve got better odds on pulling a leprechaun out of your ass than walking into whatever this is without me,” he promised and Reginald swore as he scrubbed his face with his hands. “I have a terrible feeling about this,” he said and Paul chuckled as he poked at the items on the tray. “Definitely not going alone,” he stated firmly and Reginald swore as he slapped his hand away and reached for a pure white velvet pocket square. He presented it dramatically before folding it then slid it into the pocket on Paul’s chest. “I won’t be in any danger but you might,” he said as he left just enough of the white showing. “I’ve ran just about every type of undercover operation imaginable and survived your employer, I can handle whatever this party thing is,” Paul said and Reginald hummed in amusement. “It’s going to require all of my focus just to keep you from getting mauled. A gorgeous, impeccably built, circumcised American in a tuxedo this exquisitely tailored…”

It doesn't get more complicated than a senior FBI agent falling for the son of a notorious Irish gangster. That’s exactly what Special Agent Atlas Beesley has done. He’s lived in the friend zone for years and let his career get in the way but Atlas knows Declan’s the one the moment they meet. Unfortunately, Atlas has been charged with monitoring Lake Cliff’s more…interesting residents. Atlas has been ordered to keep a distance and have a light touch but all he can think about is getting his hands on Declan. He was going to be a priest but Declan Leary realized he couldn’t atone for his father’s and brother’s sins. And he wasn’t all that pious, if he was being honest. Shy and too sensitive, he could never be his father’s son. And Declan wanted nothing to do with his brother, but he has never been able to shake the shame until he arrived in Lake Cliff. He’s ready to start over but is Declan brave enough to confess to having feelings for the agent investigating his family?