He was born to rule. She was forged in fire. But falling in love might be their undoing. I know how to survive. I’ve been doing it since the day my mother taught me to hide in closets and wait for the monsters to pass. Trusting people? Loving them? That’s how you get broken. So when Shane Montgomery—Mr. Golden Boy with his perfect smile and world of privilege—offered to help me, I didn’t believe him. Why would someone like him care about someone like me? I’m barely holding my life together—working double shifts, sleeping too little, chasing a future no one thinks I deserve. But Shane is relentless. Not just with tutoring or grades, but with me. With seeing me. Touching the parts of me I’ve kept buried because needing someone is dangerous. And wanting him? That’s a cliff I can’t afford to fall from. Still… I’m slipping. Because when he looks at me like I’m his everything—like I’m the only thing he needs, like our love is fated, written into the very fabric of the universe—I almost believe him. And if I allow myself to fall—really fall—it won’t just be into his arms. 
It’ll be straight into the wreckage of everything I’ve fought so hard to survive. In the first installment of the Twisted Path Series, opposites collide, secrets unravel, and two star-crossed lovers cling to each other in a world determined to tear them apart.

Annelly I’m in trouble—the kind of trouble that has me fleeing from my life in the middle of the night, leaving everything behind. Ruby Creek, the small town where I grew up, seemed like my safest refuge—until I ran straight into him. James Serrano, the man who shattered my heart, sees through my fear and insists on helping me. He promises to protect me, to be the man I once believed he could be. But trusting him again feels impossible when all I can remember is the pain of his indifference and how easily he erased me from his life. James I like my life simple and carefree—no attachments, no drama, no regrets. But when Annelly Conners reappears, scared, heartbreakingly vulnerable, yet so fiercely captivating, she unravels everything I thought I wanted. If I were smart, I’d walk away like I did before. Instead, I’m breaking every rule I’ve lived by to protect her—even if it means facing the feelings I swore I’d long buried. She’s everything I don’t want but seem to need. And now I’m making promises I’m not sure I can keep—because losing her again? That’s a risk I refuse to take. BROKEN MISERY is Book 4 of the Broken Redemption Series. For the best reading experience start with Book 1 BROKEN VOWS.

While tortured and held captive as a prisoner of war, she became my reason to keep breathing. The force that fueled my will to fight. To survive.   When I woke after the rescue to discover the life I thought I was coming home to was but a figment of my imagination, hallucinations brought about by pain, desperation, and isolation… it nearly broke me.   Fifteen years since I first lost her, at last, we have a second chance. Holding her in my arms, finally feeling the warmth of her skin as she melts under my touch, is like a dream. She and her two little girls are now as essential to my existence as the air I breathe.   However, just as things start falling into place, the universe steps in, threatening to take it all away. I used to think that choosing her cost me everything I’d ever loved, but now I see that in choosing her and her children, I have the chance to reclaim all that I lost. They are my salvation. My true path to redemption.   Which is why I’ll leave no stone unturned, why I will scorch this world to the ground if that’s what it takes to save them.   And when I do, I will fight to convince her once and for all they are meant to be mine, just as I was destined to be theirs.

Choosing her cost me everything I’d ever loved… including her. It’s why I left the small town where I grew up and vowed never to return. I’m no longer the “golden boy with a bright future” they all remember. Instead, I carry the scars of a tortured past. A broken man deemed unfit, even by the Navy SEALs he’d dedicated the past decade to serve. What was supposed to be a quick trip to sell my parent’s property turned into this twisted journey that forced me to confront my demons. And then there she was. My first love, and deepest regret. The woman who still owns every piece of my blackened heart. When she asked for my time, I couldn’t refuse. Now I can’t walk away. Not after hearing of the danger her husband, a missing FBI agent, has brought to her doorstep. After everything, I owe her my help. It’s why I offer to protect her and her two little girls from the danger circling them. It’s a vow I never should have made, given the trail of bodies I’ve left in my wake. Like the harbinger of death, I’m the last man either of us should trust.

I was so damn naive it’s no wonder I’ve ended up here. Kidnapped by the man who promised me forever, just as I’d begun to understand the depths of his betrayal.   It’s a sad truth I didn’t marry my husband for love. I married him for the life he promised to provide, and if I’m honest with myself, I married him in hopes one day he’d fill the void Lucas—my first love—left behind.   Now after so many years, they're both back. And in my desperation to feel loved, to be wanted and chosen I’ve walked straight into this trap. All because I forgot life’s harshest lesson…   I’m not enough. No matter how much or how fiercely I love, the choice will never be me.   Especially now.   Surrounded by danger and at the mercy of my husband’s enemies, I’m forced to face one final bit of truth.   Much like love, hope is for the weak.   I was a fool to believe in the vows and promises they made.

Choosing her cost me everything I’d ever loved… including her. I had everything a guy could ask for, a loving family, the perfect small-town life, and a promising future I had worked hard for. It should have been enough. She was off-limits, my parent’s best friend’s daughter, practically my sister. I fought my feelings, pretending our soul-deep connection didn’t exist. When she confessed she felt the same, I pushed her away, believing our friendship mattered more than temporary infatuation. That she agreed should have come as a relief, but it left me with this void I didn’t know how to fill. It’s what drove me to the bonfire that night. Right there, with our friends as witnesses, I claimed her. Told her I loved her and made her promises I shouldn’t have made. Hours later, it all came crashing down in a whirlwind of fire and ashes. That one split-second choice to go after a girl that wasn’t meant for me cost me everything I loved. I never should have crossed that line or given in. It’s why she’ll forever be my greatest love and deepest regret. This tragic story is the beginning of our end…