Black & Blue Series by Melyssa Winchester

Avery My name is Rebecca Davis…and I’m your mother. Nine words. The number it takes to take my life and turn it upside down. Twenty-five years. How long it took for me to find out that my mother didn’t abandon me the way my father claimed, and that I wasn’t an only child, but a twin. One letter. What brought me to their doorstep for a reunion twenty-five years in the making, but that’s being taken from me again far too quickly. But that’s not all it brought me... moreAvery My name is Rebecca Davis…and I’m your mother. Nine words. The number it takes to take my life and turn it upside down. Twenty-five years. How long it took for me to find out that my mother didn’t abandon me the way my father claimed, and that I wasn’t an only child, but a twin. One letter. What brought me to their doorstep for a reunion twenty-five years in the making, but that’s being taken from me again far too quickly. But that’s not all it brought me. It brought me Jackson Merrick. The one destined to change everything. Emery Twenty years. How long I’ve known that Avery existed. One week. The time it takes for her to get our letter and book a flight to come home where she belongs. Three days. How long I actually have with her before she goes back to the city. But that’s not all that happens over those three days. No, you see, that would be too easy, and as proven with Avery, Davis women don’t do easy. One passionate moment. All it takes for Brady Raines to get under my skin and capture my heart. I’m Avery, she’s Emery, and this is our story of love. Both lost…and found. less

Jax Been thinking about you a lot today. Wanted to touch base. Miss you babe. XOXO Fourteen words The number of words it takes in a text message, along with some perfectly placed hugs and kisses, for me to lose the love of my life. Three Months The time spent having to live without her. Twenty Years How long I’ve spent believing that pro wrestling is what I was born to do. Who I was meant to be... moreJax Been thinking about you a lot today. Wanted to touch base. Miss you babe. XOXO Fourteen words The number of words it takes in a text message, along with some perfectly placed hugs and kisses, for me to lose the love of my life. Three Months The time spent having to live without her. Twenty Years How long I’ve spent believing that pro wrestling is what I was born to do. Who I was meant to be. One Week All the time needed for Avery Davis to prove the last twenty years wrong, showing me what I was really made to be. Hers. One More Shot. What I need in order to make things right. To win the real prize. Avery’s heart. And this time… never let it go. Brady If you’re here looking for cleverly placed buzz words or declarations of love, you’re shit out of luck. But if you’re a fan of keeping shit real, settle in and let me tell you a little story. My name is Brady Raines and for the last twenty-eight years, I’ve been born and bred to do only one thing. Grab the reins ( get it? ) from my father and rise to the top of the wrestling business the way he did thirty years before me. I was more than happy to do it. At least I was until I turned seventeen and stupidly fell in what I thought was true love. So sure about it that I dropped to one knee two years later and proposed. ( Hey now. I never said it was gonna be a good story ) But like a lot of things in my life that don’t center on what I do in the ring, I managed to screw that up too. Completely unable to see the very clear writing on the wall until I had it kicked into me by a little spitfire from a Podunk town in Delaware. Somewhere in the midst of a hilarious case of mistaken identity and some twin magic, before the cliff diving, but after the bowling, the little spitfire did something I didn’t think anyone would ever be capable of doing again. She stole my heart. So…I lied. This is a love declaration, but did you really expect it to go down any other way? Emery,If you’re listening, you were right. I screwed up.And I swear to you, the next time we see each other, things will be better.I’ll be better.I’ll be the man you deserve.I swear it. I’m Brady, the other idiot up there is Jackson, and this is the story of how two beautifully identical women taught our dumb asses the greatest lesson of all. Love Always Wins. less

**While this book is part of the Black and Blue Series, it can be read as a standalone** My whole life, I’ve dreamed of being one thing. A professional wrestler. When I lost the only person in my life that I gave a shit about, I threw everything I had into making that dream a reality. After years of putting my body on the line, I got my chance with Harbour Front Wrestling Alliance. They saw something in me and after proving myself worthy, they handed me the brass ring... more**While this book is part of the Black and Blue Series, it can be read as a standalone** My whole life, I’ve dreamed of being one thing. A professional wrestler. When I lost the only person in my life that I gave a shit about, I threw everything I had into making that dream a reality. After years of putting my body on the line, I got my chance with Harbour Front Wrestling Alliance. They saw something in me and after proving myself worthy, they handed me the brass ring. The HFWA Heavyweight Championship. I was sitting on top of the world. Nothing and no one could stop me. Until someone did. Me. Now, stripped of everything I love and with nothing left to fight for, I’m on a path of self-destruction. One that can only end one way. Death. It’s just too bad Kimberlee had other plans. For me… and my heart. Every story, whether real or imagined, needs a hero. But what happens when the hero isn’t strong enough to fight? He tags in a partner. A Heroine. less

“You only get one life, make the most of it.” I’m guessing that screwing my way through the female talent for the last ten years wasn’t what Louis Sachar had in mind when he said that. Piece of shit. Home wrecker. Manwhore. I’ve been called them all. Earned them too. I can’t erase what I’ve done, I own it all. It just damn sure isn’t the legacy I imagined leaving behind when I finally hang up my boots and call it quits... more“You only get one life, make the most of it.” I’m guessing that screwing my way through the female talent for the last ten years wasn’t what Louis Sachar had in mind when he said that. Piece of shit. Home wrecker. Manwhore. I’ve been called them all. Earned them too. I can’t erase what I’ve done, I own it all. It just damn sure isn’t the legacy I imagined leaving behind when I finally hang up my boots and call it quits. I’m not who I was when I agreed to do this for the rest of my life. To be this. The best professional wrestler on the planet? A Heavyweight Champion in multiple promotions? The top dog? That I wanted. It’s in the selling of my soul to the devil and becoming Gavin the character more than Gavin the man that I didn’t see coming. Somewhere along the way, dollar signs and perks overtook the rush of being in the ring. Overtook the dream. Changed me. So I did what my man Louis up there said. I made the most of it until the most wasn’t good enough anymore. I’m tired. Tired of being Gavin “The Manwhore” Fortune. After ten years, one too many burned relationships, and a black mark that no matter how much I do, I can’t wash off, I’m ready to be me. No Fortune. Just Gavin. And Dawson, the newest devil in my world, she can get me there. I just need to find a way to make her like me first. less