text-align: left;">KIAN “KING” HARVEY

For years, I thought about her. One weekend with a woman whose last name I never knew, and somehow, she’d ruined every other woman for me.

One weekend. That’s all we agreed to.

A weekend of fun during spring break. First names only. No personal details.

When it was over, we went our separate ways. I always regretted not finding out more. I thought about trying to find her many times over the years, but something always held me back.

Then I got a call that changed everything.

And I knew it was my second chance, even if it meant moving back to a town I hated.

A town where something had awakened... and it was coming for what was mine.

LYRIC HEART

Years ago, I’d done something that was unlike me. I’d had a weekend with a handsome soldier before I had to knuckle down and be an adult.

We’d agreed to first names only and no personal details.

It was the best weekend of my life until, eight weeks later, I discovered I was carrying his child.

I tried to find him, but with only a first name and nothing else, it was like looking for a needle in a haystack.

When I was offered the opportunity to work in a school in Ash Falls, a small town in Montana, I took it. I moved there with my son, determined to begin a new life.

For the first time in years, I felt settled. I had friends, my son was happy, and life was good.

Until a biker rode into town.

The man I’d spent one unforgettable weekend with was back.

King's Heart