Preacher Brothers Books

The Preacher Boys.That’s what they called us.Four brothers born and raised in the criminal lifestyle… in stealing.Professional thieves. That’s what we were. And we were damn good at it. Take what we wanted with no regrets, no repercussions. We didn’t have attachments, no worries, and sure as hell no women to screw up the plan. And that’s what made our lives work.The job was set—should have been an in-and-out situation. Easy.But then I saw her, Amelia, and she wasn’t part of the plan. I instantly wanted her, had to have her. She was like this drug, and I was desperately addicted.I’d do anything, whatever it took to make her mine.When her life was in danger, when it was Cullen, my own brother, about to hurt her, there was only one thing I could do.Take her, keep her with me, and make her see she was meant to be mine.But to Cullen, she was a liability. He wouldn’t stop, not when all he could see was making sure the family was safe, that the Preacher Boys were in the clear.What he didn’t know was, family or not, Amelia was the one thing I’d always wanted, and I wouldn’t let anyone take her away from me.

Preacher Brothers. That’s what we were. A unit. The only family I had.I’d never felt love, never felt like I belonged.I buried what emotions I had lingering deep down, pushed them away until I was this stoic, apathetic machine. It’s how I survived, how I kept my brothers safe.It’s how I showed them I cared, that I wasn’t a machine, a monster.My history was one of violence, neglected by a parent who only wanted to train his sons to steal, to take from others.It’s all we knew, so that’s how we continued to live long after the old man died and we were left to make our own lives.Professional thieves.That’s what I was, and I reveled in it.I’d been such a recluse, taking care of my brothers as they grew up, making sure we had money, food to live. I never wanted or needed a woman… never even knew what it was like to touch, kiss… claim a female.And that had been fine with me. Until now. Until she came into my life and refused to back down. Until I knew walking away from her would leave a hole in my heart.Kimber.Mine.But I wasn’t a good man, and Kimber deserved better. I should have left. But I couldn't.And I knew one thing for certain... not making her mine would only guarantee my complete ruin.She was my downfall in the best of ways.