Stone Brothers Trilogy Bundle

• Book 1: Stone Cold Bad

Jade:
He was definitely trouble, and the worst kind of trouble because he was wrapped up in an incredible package of muscles, ink and heartbreak. A guy like him was the last thing I needed now. A guy like Colt Stone was the last thing I ever needed.

Colt:
Emotion, feelings and, hell, even love had been turned off in all of us Stone brothers long ago. Then Jade landed in my life. It was the last thing I ever wanted, to feel this way about someone. Attachments like this were only followed by heartbreak, and I wasn't into heartbreak. I wasn't into f*cking attachments.

Bad boy Colt Stone has a notorious reputation for being a tough and dangerous heartbreaker. A brutal childhood hardened him to the idea of any type of emotional attachment to anyone. When he becomes the unwitting accomplice in Jade Morrow's escape from an abusive boyfriend, he soon finds that he'll do anything to keep her safe. Has Colt found the one girl who can break through to his impenetrable heart? When she runs away from her monstrous boyfriend, Jade Morrow has no place to go and no one to turn to. She accidentally lands in the arms of a handsome, tattooed stranger. Colt Stone is as formidable as he is appealing and Jade soon finds that he's equally hard to resist. When her troubled past catches up to her, Jade discovers just how far Colt will go to save her.

What readers are saying: 
"Fanfrickintastic!" ~Amazon Reviewer

"Loved Colt and Jade's story! The Stone brothers are just swoon and sexy!" ~Amazon Reviewer 

• Book 2: Heart of Stone

Hunter: 
She could be standing in a sea of beautiful women and hers would be the only face I saw. It was something I would have told her if I hadn't been such a fool. But I was a fool.

Amy: 
I want to know that Hunter would be lost without me. I want him to wake up thinking about me and go to sleep thinking about me just like I do about him. I want him to feel that same tug in his chest that I feel in mine every time he looks at me. But I've been fooling myself.

A bitter, dark childhood has left Hunter Stone hardened to the world around him. Giving his heart to anyone, even Amy Linton, the woman he cares most about, is impossible. Hunter will do anything for Amy, anything, that is, except commit. At the same time, he can't tolerate any guy getting close to her. But Amy is tired of being his 'go-to' girl and now Hunter faces the prospect of losing her for good.

Amy Linton has loved Hunter Stone since childhood, a childhood that was nearly as grim as the one Hunter and his brothers endured. She can't imagine a life without Hunter but mentally, he remains distant and even cold. She needs more, and if he can't return her love, she is determined to break free of the hold Hunter Stone has on her heart and her life.

What readers are saying:
"Bad never looked so good!" ~Amazon Reviewer

"Hot, Hot, and more Hot!" ~Amazon Vine Voice Reviewer

Book 3: Stone Deep
SLADE: 
She was gone. She’d been so unreal, I almost wondered if I'd just imagined her. But her sweet perfume still lingered on my skin and on the sheets. I couldn't get rid of the disappointing feeling that kept inching into my gut knowing that I wasn't ever going to see her again.

BRITTON: 
Something about him made me want to forget anything that troubled me and throw all caution and reason and rational thought to the wind.

Slade Stone needs to straighten out his life. It's time, he decides, to get a real job, steer clear of trouble and think about a future. But his good intentions go completely awry when Britton Henley stumbles into his life and his heart. Now, like it or not, Slade is in deep.

Britton Henley is still reeling from the unexpected death of her twin sister and for her, there is no closure until she finds out what happened. The last thing she expected on her path to find answers was to lose her heart to Slade Stone.

What readers are saying:

"A brilliant conclusion to this great series." ~Amazon Reviewer

"Slade and Britton aka Tink are absolute perfection." ~Amazon Reviewer

Excerpt from Stone Cold Bad

Chapter 2

Slade stared at something over my shoulder. “Speaking of sticky fingers, those two girls at the bar are giving us the come hither look with their tits.”

I glanced back toward the bar. As my eyes searched for the come hither tits, they stopped to look at the girl who’d just walked inside. Silky white blonde bangs stuck out from beneath the black hood of her sweatshirt. A long pair of legs, the kind that would look perfect wrapped around me, stretched down from a short, tight skirt and ended in a pair of short black boots. But it wasn’t the incredible body and legs that had my attention. It was her face, beautiful, sad and just begging to be treated right. And I knew just how to do that. 

“I’m going to wave them over.” I heard Slade talk, but I wasn’t really listening. I was busy watching as the girl with boots walked across the floor to the bar. She took off her backpack and fished around for some money. 

Slade waved over the other two girls, but the new girl had caught his attention too. He leaned his head over the back of the booth to get a better look at her legs. “Holy fucking hell, I just spotted number forty-five.” 

My fists clenched the second he said it. Had no fucking clue why, but they had. 

The girls with the welcoming tits slid into the booth. “Evening ladies,” Slade said.

“I’m Gina and this is Shelly,” the one with the nearly see through blouse said. Slade didn’t introduce us back. We weren’t big on formality, and we didn’t need people knowing our names. We were just passing through on business, business that wasn’t exactly respectable. 

“Can either of you ladies tell me the name of the girl at the bar?” Slade asked. “The one with the black boots and the number forty-five tattooed on her ass.” Slade winked at me, and I wanted to throw my fist at him. It was rare for me to ever think about hitting my brother, but I wanted to right then. 

“No idea, she’s not local,” Shelly said, looking sufficiently insulted that Slade had asked. “And I don’t see any tattoo.”

Already bored, I got up to go to the bathroom. 

As I stepped back out into the small, dark hallway, the girl with the boots was backing down the narrow passage. Her attention was riveted on something out in the bar area, and she seemed to be ducking out of sight from whatever it was. 

I glanced through to the bar and saw three men who looked as ugly as they looked mean and who seemed to be looking for someone. My money was on the pretty little thing backing down the hallway. 

I stood still, and she slammed right into me. She gasped and swung around, wielding her pillowy soft backpack. It struck me on the shoulder. 

I peered down at her. Hell, she had a mouth that could make a dead man’s cock stand straight up out of the grave. “If you want to use a backpack as a weapon, you need to at least put in a brick or one of those damn textbooks they made us carry around in high school.”

She looked back toward the bar area. The three pumped up assholes were walking through the tables checking people out. Hopefully, Slade wouldn’t say something insulting to them, but knowing my brother, there was no way he’d keep his mouth shut.

The trio of self-important badasses swept toward the hallway. The girl dropped her backpack, grabbed my arm and pulled me around to hide her from view. She was pressed between me and the wall when their footsteps landed in the hallway. She reached up with her hand and pulled my face down to hers for a kiss. I shielded her more by putting my arms around her small waist and enveloping her completely in my embrace. She was trembling like a kitten stranded out in the snow. The thugs squeezed past to check out the bathrooms. One of them cleverly mumbled that we should ‘get a room’. 

The kiss continued. It was an act and felt like one at first, her soft lips pressing urgently and nervously against my mouth. But as it continued, she suddenly seemed more pliable in my arms, some of the fear and tension was melting away. My tongue stroked her upper lip in a silent plea to go deeper. Her lips parted. A tiny moan rolled up from her throat as my tongue pushed in between her lips. 

She stiffened again as one of the men said, “now that we’re in here, I’ve got to take a piss. Check out front to see if the bitch is hiding in the parking lot.”

Two of the men walked back out. The other stayed in the bathroom. Reluctantly, I pulled my mouth from hers, took her hand and picked up her bag. I led her down to the end of the hallway and turned right toward a storage closet. I turned the knob. It was open. We slipped inside.

“You should be safe in here until they leave,” I said. She dropped the bag, leaned back against the wall and her long dark lashes fluttered down to shade her pale cheeks. She looked tired and lost.

I walked up to her and rested my hand on the wall next to her head. She opened her lids and peered up at me with round blue eyes. Could easily get fucking lost in those sapphire blue pools. 

I pushed her bangs aside to get a better view of her face. “After a kiss like that, I think I deserve an explanation.”

Upon purchase, you will immediately receive an email from BookFunnel with links to the Ebook(s) you purchased.

Click that link and follow the instructions to read online or download the Ebook to your preferred eReader device. Easily read on your iPhone, Android, Kindle Nook or Kobo device.

If you have any issues accessing your new Ebook, there is a Need Help? link in the top right corner of each book download page.

If you do not receive a download email, visit https://bookfunnel.com/help/.

All sales are final. Unfortunately, we do not accept Ebook returns.