Surviving the Break
by C.P. Harris
Chadwick, Book 2
Max doesn’t do repeats, and he definitely doesn’t do commitments. Months after a hot encounter with a smooth-talking stranger in a bar room bathroom, Max comes face to face with the same sexy doctor during the unveiling of the community center’s dance studio. And the man is just as pushy and perceptive as Max remembers. Because of their mutual friendships, Max now has to work overtime to keep Dr. Ashton Jackson at arm’s length. Will he succeed in resisting the undeniable attraction he feels toward the man, or will he risk putting his heart on the line for love… again?
Ash isn’t afraid of love. He’s just never met The One. But there was something about the brown-eyed stranger he hooked up with that he can’t get out of his head. When their paths cross again unexpectedly, Ashton hopes to convince the wounded man with the heart of gold to give love a second chance. But what happens when the truth behind Max's heartache threatens to leave Ash questioning everything he's ever believed about himself? Will he too be left broken? Or will he and Max survive the break?
**An M/M romance and book two in the Chadwick series.
Can be read as a standalone. Heat level is high. **
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The farm sat on twenty acres of land. We drove past it on our way to the cottage about a half a mile down the road. We unloaded the bags from the trunk and went inside, Pluto bringing up the rear.
In the hearth, a fire blazed, and the lemony scent confirmed the place had been freshly cleaned. The cottage was quaint. A simple living room, kitchen, a half-bath, and a bedroom with a master. Light wood and cream furnishings made up the decor.
I followed Ash down the hall to the bedroom. “Ash, you’ve been quiet since our encounter with Hayden. This isn’t like you. Talk to me.” I made a grab for his arm, but he pulled away.
“Have you ever fucked in a barn?” he asked.
Where did that come from? “No, I can’t say that I have.”
He swooped into my personal space and kissed me. The shift made me lightheaded, but I let him take what he needed. “I want you,” he said, before eating away at my lips again. I went with the flow, trying to remove his shirt. “Not here,” he said. “In the barn.”
I stepped back, adjusting myself in my jeans. “Why the barn?”
“It just has to be.”
“There might be people in there.”
“Or there may not be,” he countered.
“Ash.” I struggled for anything to say that would defuse his course. “The barn will be cold.”
His gaze strayed to the bed, and he snatched the king-sized comforter off it. “Problem solved.”
He was distant and internalized. It wasn’t like Ash to not express himself. I led the way.
The barn was empty, and I lit a kerosene lamp while Ash removed his clothes. I rested the lamp on a low wooden table.
“Am I yours, Max?” asked a now-naked Ash.
“Yes, of course.” I licked my lips at the sight of his hard nudity.
He spread the blanket over the hay and got down on all fours, ass facing me. He peered over his shoulder, undulating his hips as he seared me with a dark, heat filled gaze, his balls swinging like bells between his spread thighs. “Prove it.”
Ash liked to top me when he thought I needed to be reminded that I was his, but when he needed reassurance that he was mine, he all but begged for a good ass-fucking. “Ash—”
“In me, now,” he growled.
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Surviving the Merge by C.P. Harris
My name is Justin, and when I was seventeen, I fell in love with a boy named Damon.Damon was sick, only I didn’t know it at the time. And like any disease left untreated, it festered and burrowed into the unaffected areas of us, until we were both so far from healthy, we were killing one another. Then a tragedy sparked our implosion.
With nothing of us remaining to salvage, I was left to pick up the pieces, while Damon found his escape in the abyss. Leaving me alone with his alter, Blake.
Damon and Blake are two halves of a whole. But Damon is the coldest part of darkness, and Blake the warmest part of light. Which form of ecstasy would you choose?
I love Blake with a ferocious intensity akin to the peeling back of skin. Except Blake isn’t Damon, but Damon was gone—until now.
What once threatened to tear us apart has become our catharsis.
Outnumbered in a relationship with the man who is my life, I’ve begun to learn more about love than I ever thought possible.
But can our love survive the merge?
**An M/M romance and book one in the Chadwick trilogy.
Can be read as a standalone, no cheating, no cliffhanger, and ends with an HEA. **WARNINGS: Contains explicit sex, violence, graphic language, and an MC with dissociative identity disorder.
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