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For the longest time, Cyrus Tistleton has wanted Willow Evans, but he kept his distance as she was helping her sick mother. He also promised her mother he would give Willow time. That he would allow her the chance to heal, but when the time was right, he wouldn’t allow anyone else to take her.<br />
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After the passing of her mother, Willow felt lost, but she did everything her mother asked her to do. She healed. Now, it was time to help the people of Lost Creek. They needed someone willing to watch surveillance all day, and she is more than happy to take the job. There was a catch though—Cyrus will help her get the job, so long as she agrees to go on a date with him.<br />
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In the town of Lost Creek there are a group known as The Reapers. Their goal is to keep everyone safe, and to keep all dangers out. Cyrus is a member of the Reapers.<br />
<br />
As for Willow, to help make ends meet, she became an author, of the erotic kind. However, Cyrus knows she’s a virgin, and it’s now time to put all of her imagination and fantasies into play<br><br>*************FULL BOOK START HERE*************<br><br>Chapter One<br><br>Cyrus Tistleton glanced over the computer screens and not for the first time hated his brother for fucking this job up. Ray hadn’t been able to hack it as a Reaper, and he came begging him to help out. What did he do? He decided to go against his better instincts and convince The Reapers to hire his brother, even though he hadn’t fucking earned that right. Then, given the chance, the selfish fuck had decided to turn the other way for a thousand fucking bucks. Just remembering was enough to make him mad.<br />
<br />
Ray had always been a fuckup. And Cyrus always tried to clean up the little shit’s messes. This time, though, Ray had been on his own. Ray had even attempted to lie to their parents, but Cyrus had set them straight.<br />
<br />
It had resulted in Ray getting kicked out of their home, and Ray left town. He was glad of it as well, because he was tired of dealing with him. His brother was a piece of shit, putting the town at risk. Lost Creek was not a place to put at risk.<br />
<br />
They had been on that slippery slope once before, when a bunch of gangs thought they could do what they wanted with the town. Since the inception of The Reapers, Lost Creek had been the safest place to live, providing, of course, you’re not the fucked-up reason for having The Reapers come after you.<br />
<br />
He looked across the cameras, and the moment he saw Willow Evans, he couldn’t help but zoom in and follow her.<br />
<br />
It was a hot day in Lost Creek, one of the last remaining hot days, and it was getting close to mid-September. This was where the weather started to change. Sporadic hot days, mingled with cold ones. In Lost Creek, they got some crazy weather.<br />
<br />
Willow looked good. Over a year ago, she had lost her mother to cancer, and her mother had been battling that disease for a long time. Close to five years, Cyrus recalled. Bethany had been a sweet woman. She’d been the kind of woman to bake a gazillion lasagnas to help anyone struggling. He recalled the Nelsons, a couple of streets from them. David had been laid off from work, and no one was hiring. They had nothing to rub together, and Bethany made sure to bake them hot meals for many weeks. Just randomly dropping off food, so the family could eat.<br />
<br />
The Reapers had liked David. The man had joined The Reapers, but unfortunately, it had only been for a short time. After doing the initiation and for a couple of years, he’d been fine, but illness had taken him, and he dropped out of The Reapers. They had been able to find him work, but during that time, Bethany and Willow had helped where they could. They were good women.<br />
<br />
He’d been so heartbroken to hear the news of Bethany’s cancer diagnosis. Even more so to learn when it had become terminal. Willow had taken care of her mother until the end.<br />
<br />
Bethany, rest her soul, had died a year ago. In the past year, he saw Willow around town, and he knew she had moved out of her mother’s home and sold the place. Again, being a Reaper, he was aware that Bethany’s dying wish was for her daughter to leave that house, move on, and make a life away from all the death.<br />
<br />
“I see the way you look at my daughter. You make an honest woman out of her, and you and I will always be on good terms.”<br />
<br />
That was one of the last things Bethany had ever said to him.<br />
<br />
“Ugh, fuck.”<br />
<br />
Cyrus zoomed out of his stalking and turned to see George looking down at his crisp white shirt that now had a lovely stain on it. This was his cue to leave.<br />
<br />
“You ready to take over?”<br />
<br />
“I’ve got no choice. Do you have another shirt to change into?” George asked, looking a little too hopeful.<br />
<br />
“Nah, man. I’m heading out.”<br />
<br />
“Fucking hate this part of the job.”<br />
<br />
And Cyrus hated the guilt that gripped him. He never should have volunteered his brother. Town surveillance was one of the jobs no one wanted to take, because it was fucking boring.<br />
<br />
He stayed silent as he grabbed his stuff from the locker, then left George. The Reapers took shifts. They had no problem when it came to protecting the town, but this one part of the job was always a pain in the ass.<br />
<br />
Heading out of the building, he stepped into the glorious sunshine, and then there was only one place he wanted to be—and that was heading straight to Flynn’s Café. They served the best coffee and food, and he saw Willow heading there.<br />
<br />
It had been a year, and he promised her mother he would give her time. Of course, Bethany had told him she wouldn’t need any time. He didn’t believe that for a second. Willow loved her mother, always had and always would. Losing her had hurt Willow, and he had been there for her as much as possible. He was not going to be the guy that would be accused of taking advantage.<br />
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In a small tourist town, there is a secret. After years of being used and tormented, a small group rose up to take back their town, and to make sure no one took control from them again.<br />
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They’re known as … The Reapers. No one knows who they are, just that they are locals, and their identities will never be revealed.<br />
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For years, Daniel Long and Amy Flynn have been dancing around each other. Neither of them crossing that line of friendship into more. When a tourist refuses to take no for an answer, Daniel intervenes.<br />
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Amy has always had feelings for Daniel, but she refuses to jump into bed with any kind of random guy. She has seen the fallout from her best friend. She will not follow the same path.<br />
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However, she cannot hide nor deny the attraction she has for Daniel. The moment he kisses her, all bets are off. Amy is not going to pretend they are friends anymore.<br />
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Daniel has a secret. He doesn’t know if Amy will be able to handle it. No one messes with his town. No one hurts his woman. He is not afraid to do what is necessary. For he is a Reaper.<br><br>*************FULL BOOK START HERE*************<br><br>Prologue<br><br>“What’s our next stop?”<br />
<br />
The sound of rustling set Billy on edge. He was already too nervous, but listening to a couple of tourists was the last thing he wanted to do. The only reason he stopped in this little lay-by was because it was far enough away from where he’d just come, and seemed impossible to find. He hadn’t even been able to locate it on a map, and he was hoping no one else was able to either.<br />
<br />
His hands trembled as he lifted the black coffee to his lips. They would be out looking for him, and he needed to remember that. Staying in one place for too long would be his guaranteed death sentence. Billy couldn’t believe he had gotten this far. He’d never heard of anyone evading them, but then he’d never heard good things about those who had stolen or betrayed them.<br />
<br />
All he’d done was stolen from them. Nothing too bad. He hadn’t betrayed them, and it wasn’t like it was a lot of cash either. About twenty to fifty thousand in cash, no big deal. He imagined most of them would have this kind of cash safely hidden away.<br />
<br />
Sweat beaded on his forehead as a door opened and another customer entered. Was this mysterious diner usually so busy? He suddenly felt a little hot beneath the collar, and he knew for a fact that wasn’t usual.<br />
<br />
It was hot outside, but inside he felt like he was boiling. He couldn’t help but glance around the diner and wonder who was staring at him, who was trying to check him out, to squeal on his location.<br />
<br />
“Ah, this is it, Lost Creek.”<br />
<br />
At the mention of that town, Billy couldn’t help but freeze in one place.<br />
<br />
“Lost Creek? You’re sure.”<br />
<br />
“Yep, it’s right here in our plans. Remember, this has got the rumored … The Reapers.”<br />
<br />
Coffee spilled over the edge of his cup, and Billy had no choice but to put it down on top of the counter. The sweat that had been slowly building suddenly felt like it was starting to drip from him in one continuous stream.<br />
<br />
What the fuck? Why were they talking about fucking Lost Creek, and what was more, why the fuck were they talking about The Reapers?<br />
<br />
“Come on, dude, seriously. You’re going to listen to gossip? We’re only passing through to check out the wildlife and if we’re lucky, see some bears or some shit. I’m not into trying to find any kind of … killer gang.”<br />
<br />
“I know, but come on, you have to admit it is pretty cool,” the other guy said.<br />
<br />
“Yeah, you’re right, it is cool, but what if they don’t exist? Come on, they’re probably just some myth to keep the thugs at bay. It’s a tourist town, and there are plenty of locals around, I imagine they use it to their advantage, and you know, anyone steps out of line, it’s probably the whole town.”<br />
<br />
“It’s not the whole town,” Billy said. He just couldn’t take it anymore. “And trust me, if you intend to go to Lost Creek, to cause trouble, then trouble is what you will find.”<br />
<br />
“Yo, man, you been to Lost Creek?”<br />
<br />
Billy nodded, but he didn’t want to admit the truth out loud. Maybe if he advised these guys not to go to that town, it would be an act of redemption, and it would give him a chance to run and hide. He was fucking terrified.<br />
<br />
He couldn’t remember ever feeling this way, not once, but then he’d not stolen from The fucking Reapers before. Shit, what the fuck had he done?<br />
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“The Reapers are real?”<br />
<br />
Billy simply nodded his head for a second time.<br />
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