Ashley Munoz Libros

They call him the Wolf. His club, his brothers, and even my best friend Callie. I didn't really care what they called him, not when the only name I had ever called him was, coward. Because three months ago he snuck under my resilient heart, like the thief he is, and stole it. Then he broke it. Going home wasn't an option, not when I promised Callie I'd stay. She swore I'd eventually feel like I belonged in this small town. The club ensured I had a job, and a place to live which reluctantly earned my loyalty. Until I discovered their little caveat. The apartment technically belonged to the new president. I was welcome to stay...as long as I understood it meant sharing. And my new roommate? The very man who turned avoidance into an Olympic sport. .

Davis was five years older than me...antisocial and temperamental. And there was the little fact that he didn't know I existed. Still, I gave him my heart, and he crushed it. So I picked up the pieces and ran away to New York City. I had a plan that would keep my heart intact for years. But one phone call changed everything. Returning home meant facing the past...and the man who ruined me. I had hoped that the mountain had swallowed him whole. But, as I set out to help my parents, I discover he's not only alive and well, but that they apparently love the jerk. He has no idea that we have a past, which is both a relief and salt in the wound.

Laney: Jackson Tate and I are over. Done. Finished. Then again, how do you end something that never really started?Now, three months later we're being thrown back together for the sake of an investigation and forced to coexist.I thought falling in love with someone who didn't want to be loved was hard but going into witness protection with the man who ignorantly took my heart? Yeah, that was going to be impossible.Jackson: Time and distance were what I needed to forget Laney Thompson. A Jack and Jill bathroom and the bedroom next door was what I got instead. Witness protection on her family's farm? I was skeptical too, especially with our icy reunion. But the longer I was around her the more I realized how much I needed her. With her, it was easy to forget.Forget about my life and who I was, and why we needed things to fade between us in the first place. All I needed was one tragic reminde

The game has rules for a reason... This was it...I could see it in my editor's eyes. This was the last straw. One more misstep and I was going to lose my coveted internship. I decided right there in my room, lime-flavored tortilla chips in hand, that I would do whatever it took to write the story of the century. And I had my target in sight-the undefeated Devil's baseball team. They were RFU royalty, and completely untouchable. Their parties were impossible to get into unless you were handpicked, and I was not. Even still, I had a solid plan. I would not get caught, definitely not seduced, and absolutely wouldn't die. That is until I was stopped and rendered totally speechless by a pair of mossy eyes. He lured me in, close enough to feel the press of his mouth against my skin and the heat of his hands on my body. Undoubtedly, I was a sheep headed straight for the slaughter, which only proved true when he called my bluff. With him holding all the cards for my future success, and in order to salvage what remained of my dream, I did the only thing I could. I made a deal with a devil.