I stepped off the bow of his boat on a night with no wind.
The water closed over me. It never gave me back.
Forty-two years later I walk out of that swamp exactly as I was — twenty years old, wet to the knee, furious about my hem. My mother's house is a laundromat. My brother is a name on a stone. And the man I loved is sixty-two, grey, wrecked, and standing in a doorway looking at me like I'm a trap.
He never married. He never moved. He never once looked at the water.
Now something under that bend is handing the drowned back one at a time, and I'm only the first of nine. The last one breaks everything.
He'd burn his own name off the rolls to keep me here.
But what's left of a man who pays a ninety-two-year-old debt with the only thing he has?
Steamy slow burn. Lost love returns. Silver fox biker. Age gap. Small town secrets. Southern Gothic. Guaranteed HEA.
Genre: Paranormal Romance
The water closed over me. It never gave me back.
Forty-two years later I walk out of that swamp exactly as I was — twenty years old, wet to the knee, furious about my hem. My mother's house is a laundromat. My brother is a name on a stone. And the man I loved is sixty-two, grey, wrecked, and standing in a doorway looking at me like I'm a trap.
He never married. He never moved. He never once looked at the water.
Now something under that bend is handing the drowned back one at a time, and I'm only the first of nine. The last one breaks everything.
He'd burn his own name off the rolls to keep me here.
But what's left of a man who pays a ninety-two-year-old debt with the only thing he has?
Steamy slow burn. Lost love returns. Silver fox biker. Age gap. Small town secrets. Southern Gothic. Guaranteed HEA.
Genre: Paranormal Romance
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