Love and Freedom Series by C.W. Scott

Elio. When I was seventeen, I lost everything. I lost my wings to a man no better than the devil, I lost the only family who’d ever truly loved me, and I lost my best friend. After almost a decade of pain at the hands of the man I thought loved me, I realized just how hopeless it all was. Cradling daisies in my fists, I stood atop the first bridge I could find and pondered the water below. Until Crescent Miller, the man who was once my best friend, wrapped his arms around me... moreElio. When I was seventeen, I lost everything. I lost my wings to a man no better than the devil, I lost the only family who’d ever truly loved me, and I lost my best friend. After almost a decade of pain at the hands of the man I thought loved me, I realized just how hopeless it all was. Cradling daisies in my fists, I stood atop the first bridge I could find and pondered the water below. Until Crescent Miller, the man who was once my best friend, wrapped his arms around me. When he pulled me away, it was like I’d gained my wings back. If only for a moment, my body remembered how to fly. I wanted to reject Crescent—refuse to let him back into my life. Too much time had passed, and I'd hurt him all those years ago. Never mind that Jude would go ballistic if he found out. But, somehow, we kept showing up at the same park, at the same time, by the same patch of daisies. It made me wonder if fate was cruel or if I was too hurt to see what plans it had for us. Crescent. I lost Elio when I was seventeen, and my sanity had gone with him. When I moved to a new town, got a new job, and gave myself a fresh start, I’d never imagined he’d be a part of that fresh start, too. The moment I realized it was him on the bridge, covered in blood and bruises, I knew what I had to do. Elio was right in front of me, and I couldn’t let him go again. Despite the shadows lurking in the bushes and the weight of depression trying to hold me down, I had to be strong for him. I had to be enough for him. My heart demanded it, and it seemed my soul did, too. So when I started seeing him at the park on my lunch breaks, fascinated by the daisies surrounding him, I took it as a sign. Elio was more than everything to me, and I was willing to do whatever it took to make him smile again, just like when we were kids. Daisies in the Water is an M/M hurt comfort romance. It features two soulmates in the form of childhood best friends who were always meant to be lovers, quite a few daisy petals, and forest green acrylic paint. This book contains heavy themes that could potentially be triggering. A detailed list of trigger warnings is included in the Content and Trigger Warnings section. less

Moon Miller. I didn't regret it. Not one bit. I'd do it again if I had to. So why was I so messed up about it? After fifteen years, my secrets had finally caught up to me. After fifteen years of pretending, I'd snapped. I'd done the unthinkable for my brothers. I'd do it again if I had to. I'd do anything to protect my siblings, and yet I'd failed time and time again. My secrets found me. The tips of my fingers trembled, aching and begging to slice all the memories out of my body... moreMoon Miller. I didn't regret it. Not one bit. I'd do it again if I had to. So why was I so messed up about it? After fifteen years, my secrets had finally caught up to me. After fifteen years of pretending, I'd snapped. I'd done the unthinkable for my brothers. I'd do it again if I had to. I'd do anything to protect my siblings, and yet I'd failed time and time again. My secrets found me. The tips of my fingers trembled, aching and begging to slice all the memories out of my body. My heart sank behind a metal cage, closing itself off from the world around it. And through it all, Officer Blake--the same officer who questioned me the night of the attack--just wouldn't leave me alone. Emerson Blake. Grief was an all-consuming, constant leech of all things good in life. It left a hole in my heart and a constant ringing in my ears that never went away. I didn't adjust well to change. I couldn't handle loneliness. But suddenly, I was transferred to a new town, in a new house, where I knew nobody and nothing. Until I walked into Muffin Haven and saw him. Moon Miller, the same man I'd questioned six months prior. He had deep caverns for eyes and a soul so broken, my empty heart ached to soothe it. And I'd stop at nothing to bring some light into his eyes. Maybe my friendship could give him a glimmer of hope. Blood in the Glass is an MM hurt/comfort romance. It features a bi-awakening, a brat who loves to argue with his Daddy, and true soulmates in the form of a lighthouse beneath a moonlit sky. Oh, and don't forget the stained glass. .. Blood in the Glass is an interconnected standalone in the Love and Freedom series. It can be read alone, but it is best enjoyed after reading book one. This book contains heavy themes that could potentially be triggering. A detailed list of trigger warnings is included in the Content and Trigger Warnings section. less

Moon Miller. I didn't regret it. Not one bit. I'd do it again if I had to. So why was I so messed up about it? After fifteen years, my secrets had finally caught up to me. After fifteen years of pretending, I'd snapped. I'd done the unthinkable for my brothers. I'd do it again if I had to. I'd do anything to protect my siblings, and yet I'd failed time and time again. My secrets found me. The tips of my fingers trembled, aching and begging to slice all the memories out of my body... moreMoon Miller. I didn't regret it. Not one bit. I'd do it again if I had to. So why was I so messed up about it? After fifteen years, my secrets had finally caught up to me. After fifteen years of pretending, I'd snapped. I'd done the unthinkable for my brothers. I'd do it again if I had to. I'd do anything to protect my siblings, and yet I'd failed time and time again. My secrets found me. The tips of my fingers trembled, aching and begging to slice all the memories out of my body. My heart sank behind a metal cage, closing itself off from the world around it. And through it all, Officer Blake--the same officer who questioned me the night of the attack--just wouldn't leave me alone. Emerson Blake. Grief was an all-consuming, constant leech of all things good in life. It left a hole in my heart and a constant ringing in my ears that never went away. I didn't adjust well to change. I couldn't handle loneliness. But suddenly, I was transferred to a new town, in a new house, where I knew nobody and nothing. Until I walked into Muffin Haven and saw him. Moon Miller, the same man I'd questioned six months prior. He had deep caverns for eyes and a soul so broken, my empty heart ached to soothe it. And I'd stop at nothing to bring some light into his eyes. Maybe my friendship could give him a glimmer of hope. Blood in the Glass is an MM hurt/comfort romance. It features a bi-awakening, a brat who loves to argue with his Daddy, and true soulmates in the form of a lighthouse beneath a moonlit sky. Oh, and don't forget the stained glass. .. Blood in the Glass is an interconnected standalone in the Love and Freedom series. It can be read alone, but it is best enjoyed after reading book one. This book contains heavy themes that could potentially be triggering. A detailed list of trigger warnings is included in the Content and Trigger Warnings section. less