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All four steamy contemporary cowboy romances in Hope Ford's Whiskey Valley series are collected together in one omnibus. The series includes Protector Cowboy, Redeemed Cowboy, Faithful Cowboy, and Savage Cowboy.

My life hasn't turned out the way I wanted it to. Because of one stupid stunt by a kid I used to care about, I'm now slinging cocktails in a Miami club instead of getting my degree. In a split second, Everest Hill ruined my future, and I'm too jaded to ever move past it. Only Elton—my best friend and his brother—connects us, but thankfully, Everest has made himself irrelevant in the last four years. Until now. When Elton heads off on a summer European adventure, I'm forced to babysit his little brother through his first semester in college, but I'd rather eat shattered glass.

Years ago, I told him I loved him. But he told me I was too young and he was too dangerous. Then he saved me from a vicious bratva attack and I saw him commit unspeakable crimes. That made me a witness. So I disappeared and left that world behind. I joined the FBI, started a new life,and never saw him again. Until I took an assignment that sent bullets flying and next, I’m hit, staring at those blue eyes once again.

I, Ashley Jane Moore, am a glorious disaster. Listen, I like myself, but the men in my life typically don’t. Not my dad and certainly not my manipulative ex. The one exception is my best friend, Rusty. He’s the ultimate farm-boy-next-door, and he has a way of making me feel less disaster, more glorious. We’d be perfect for each other if it weren’t for two things: he friend-zoned me instantly, and I only seem to go for jerks.

Hockey is the only thing I care about. College? Hell no. And the last thing I need is Kayden, a golden retriever teammate who thinks I'm gonna drop my surly attitude and become his BFF. I know from painful experience to never let my guard down, and the only rule I follow is my own. But unlike everyone else, Kayden doesn't sprint away from me. Instead, he's skating too close. And we're set to collide.

Bodhi and Easton Lancaster O’Donoghue have grown up sheltered from the truth. Until it’s time for their parents to reveal what happened and how it shaped the events that came later. Bodhi is quiet. An intelligent, introspective boy who hides his pain deep inside. Shattered by the harsh reality of the past, he spirals into a dark place where no one can reach him.

Cruel. Insane. Furious. Lachlan O’Rourke crashed my wedding, saw the bruises under my veil, and now… he’s my new husband. He’s untamed and reclusive and says I’m way too young and innocent for a monster like him. He keeps reminding me this is just a marriage of convenience to keep me safe until the ballet conservatory accepts me.

In winter's embrace, I revel in the snow, sculpting whimsical snowmen that bring joy to my chilly solitude. But beneath the frosty gaze of winter, an unexpected admirer emerges with an obsession that ignites the season's spice. As Frisky the Snowman takes on a life of his own, a frosty liaison unfolds, turning a wintry fantasy into a sizzling Christmas affair.

They're not just going to claim me. They're going to breed me. Waking up nearly naked in a forest with no memory of how I got there was bad enough. Then a pack of wolf shifters caught my scent. Five huge, fearsome brutes, naked like the wild beasts they are, throbbing with visceral need as they tear off what little I have on and push me down to my hands and knees to mount and rut me as their instincts demand.

Blackmailed by my ex, I have no choice but to auction myself to the highest bidder. In a room full of perfect bodies, whispers follow me, bets quietly placed that I’ll go for nothing. But when the bidding starts, three breathtaking men ignite a war—until they strike a deal to share me. For 30 days. There’s Emerson, the devastatingly handsome tech billionaire and single dad who swears he doesn’t do relationships. Then Ashton, a tall, lean heartthrob with a HAF man bun, who needs a date for society galas to keep his biggest secret: he was once in love with Ford.

Serenity Rose Johnson has only one hope, and that's to find a pack that will treat her kindly and maybe allow her to follow her dreams of being a fashion designer. She hasn't had it easy, but somehow, she's never given up that hope, not even after her dads sold her to omega traffickers to settle their debts. Her foolish hope helps her to escape her abusers, but she finds herself alone on the side of a deserted road in the middle of winter, in the dead of night. Headlights are the last thing she sees before unconsciousness and certain death.

Eliza McDavid is done with dating. Every man she meets does nothing for her. After years of abuse, she knows she wants safety—but most of all, she wants love. Each of her sisters has her own passion, and Eliza thinks she's found hers when she decides to open her own coffee bar. But she doesn't have a clue how to run one. She knows someone who does, however, but he won't give her the time of day. Until he does.

Swiping right, while looking for a one night stand, I met the perfect man. Tristan Evans, a handsome, rich, and charming club owner who also happens to be an absolute god in the bedroom. Intrigued by his lifestyle, and blinded by his charm, I waste no time accepting his proposition. In exchange for a few favors, he'll train me to be the perfect submissive.

My irresponsible mother strikes again leaving me with a surprise sibling. I need the money in my trust fund to take care of this baby, fast. The only way to get it? I have to be married. Enter Brett Ratcliff, star player for the Vermont Vipers and my ridiculously hot client. He's all charm, easy smiles, and bad decisions. He offers to marry me. He thinks marriage is a fun game; I think it's fraud. Moving in with him is supposed to be temporary. But there's something about the way he holds the baby… and me. This fake marriage is starting to feel way too real.

I’m head-over-heels in love with my best friend, although I can’t pinpoint exactly when Reeve Lancaster became my entire world. I was there as his star ascended - just like I’d always known it would - and there wasn’t a prouder person on the planet. Until he crushed my heart into itty-bitty pieces, forcing me to fly halfway around the world to escape the gut-wrenching pain.

This isn’t a typical love story. This is a story of what happens when love is so powerful and all-consuming that it has the ability to destroy everyone involved. It’s definitely not pretty and it’s certainly not a fairytale, but it’s their story and it couldn’t be told any other way.

Hunter, Ash, Ledger, and Samson. The Kings of Ravenwood Academy. Their names still send shivers down my spine, for more than one reason. Back then, they didn’t expect me to fight back. But I did. And now I’m theirs. After making a pact with them, they help me get revenge on the one man who wronged me. Now, I have four ruthless guys willing to risk everything for me. The only problem is, I promised them everything I had in return. So while I may be the new Queen of Ravenwood, the Kings still own me, body and soul. And I’m not quite sure I’m ready to hand over my crown.

Every time Smokey stares at the President patch on his cut, he feels like an imposter. After all, that was not the life he was supposed to lead. In his former club, he did what they asked, when they asked, and that was enough for him. But 30 years later and the fate of the Broken Chains resting on his shoulders, all eyes were on him.

There are things Micah knows about himself: he loves hard, he loves fast, and he’s always a bit too much. And his life has done nothing but prove him right, until a man shows up at the bar where he’s working and offers him more than just a new job - he offers him a family. Micah settles in in Fairfield, Colorado as Irons and Works’ newest tattoo artist, happy and only a little jealous of all these men who found their happily ever afters.

My heart has been bound to Declan Evans since we were kids. I’ve spent decades pining for him, wishing he would finally see me as a woman, and no longer as the annoying little girl from down the street. In the countless dreams I’ve had about us living together, it was never to be his daughter’s live-in nanny. This fake version of the life I’ve always wanted is torture. Will this arrangement be what finally draws us together or pushes us apart forever?