Sinclair "Sin" Stone is the leader of the Stone Society's West Coast Clan. He is the King’s brother and also his right hand. Over the centuries, Sin has shared his bed with males and females alike. He has loved human women, even taking a few as wives, thinking he'll never find a mate. Watching his brothers find their mates recently is bittersweet until Sin is knocked to his knees. Literally. Someone is making Sin crazy. He just has to figure out who it is. Raquel “Rocky” Cartwright is broken. She lost her parents when she was ten, and her life has spiraled downward ever since. Some events were out of her hands, but some were the product of the bad choices she made, and Rocky takes accountability for those. She thinks she has nothing to offer a man except her body, and even that isn’t whole. When Rocky encounters a man who was supposed to be a one-night stand, things once again spiral out of control. Only this time, it’s for the better. Or so he tries to convince her. When Sin meets Rocky, he faces the biggest challenge of his long life – convincing his mate she’s worthy. He’ll do whatever it takes to make her see she is more than something for men to use. Rocky is more.
What do you do when you have no memories of your life except the one moment that took everything away?
My name is Dex and I am a Marine. Somewhere in the horrors of the sand overseas, an explosion took out not only most of my unit but also my memories of everything that happened before that day. When my memories don’t return, the explosion costs me my last two years in the military. That one moment in time costs me everything.
Starting from scratch sucks. I don’t even know what food I like or what type of music I listen to. Am I a boxer or briefs man? Do I like women or men? I also have to figure out what I’m going to do with my life from this point on.
While I’m adjusting to my new life, I start seeing things. Not things from my past, but things that no one else can see. Things that show up in the light of day. I think that maybe my head injury caused more than amnesia – it addled my brain to the point that I’m hallucinating. When one of my 'visions' won't leave me alone, I have no choice but to believe in ghosts. Along with the ghosts during the day, at night I dream vividly of two men. But are these two men merely dreams, or are they memories? When one man steps through the door of my hospital room, I have the answer. This man literally tries to lead me down memory lane, culminating in a searing kiss. Too bad my brain isn't cooperating, because this man is breathtaking.
With the help of my sassy grandmother, I begin to rebuild my life.