Kings of Honor Series by Cassie Fairbanks

HARLEY. He’s the only man I’ve ever wanted. But he’s my best friend's dad. Mr. Andrews has been my dirty fantasy and wildest dream for as long as I can remember. I’ve spent more summer breaks at his beach house than I can count and each visit has left me wanting more. I’m tied up between what my heart wants and what my head is telling me to do and I’m afraid that no matter what I choose, I’m bound to be hurt in the end. OWEN. My Ace is the forbidden fruit I was never meant to taste... moreHARLEY. He’s the only man I’ve ever wanted. But he’s my best friend's dad. Mr. Andrews has been my dirty fantasy and wildest dream for as long as I can remember. I’ve spent more summer breaks at his beach house than I can count and each visit has left me wanting more. I’m tied up between what my heart wants and what my head is telling me to do and I’m afraid that no matter what I choose, I’m bound to be hurt in the end. OWEN. My Ace is the forbidden fruit I was never meant to taste. Two years ago, I stopped looking at her as my daughter’s best friend and started seeing Harley for the woman she is. There are a million things keeping us apart, but every moment spent with her, my desperation for her grows. Harley Bennett is my Ace - my end-game. I am going to make her mine and no one is going to stand in my way. Not even her. less

Lilah. I'd been hurt enough times to know better than to believe in love. Sweet I love you's always rotted into something sour, something spiteful-until I was discarded like I'd never mattered at all. I kept my world dark on purpose. The only shining light in it was my daughter, my reason for breathing, my reason for surviving. Everything else? I kept at arm's length. Then he waltzed into my home and twisted me up... moreLilah. I'd been hurt enough times to know better than to believe in love. Sweet I love you's always rotted into something sour, something spiteful-until I was discarded like I'd never mattered at all. I kept my world dark on purpose. The only shining light in it was my daughter, my reason for breathing, my reason for surviving. Everything else? I kept at arm's length. Then he waltzed into my home and twisted me up. He took up space in my life and fixed things he didn't break-things I never wanted him to touch. With every repair, I saw the truth more clearly. I wasn't just guarded. I was damaged. And the cruelest part? I was the one thing that Xander couldn't fix. Xander. I learned control the hard way-it was beaten out of me, stripped from me, and used against me when I was captured in the war. I took it back and claimed it as my own. I came home to freedom, but found I'd lost everything that mattered. My wife-consumed by grief-had taken her own life. The guilt of her pain and the nightmares of my time in captivity never loosened their grip. I drank to numb the pain. And learned to survive sobriety one brutal day at a time. Then I met her. Lilah didn't fear my darkness-she recognized it and embraced it. And for the first time since I lost my wife, since I lost myself, I felt alive again. After everything I endured, I didn't want something gentle-I just needed someone to stand in the wreckage and not run away. less