Undercover with his hard-headed partner, Bo learns that not everything is as it seems in the world of pharmaceuticals.

Using his pharmacy license for the good guys provides the sort of education he never got in school.

While fighting PTSD, memories of a horrid childhood, and a prescription drug addiction, Bo is paying for his mistakes. Bo’s nice to have around, sure, but there’s none of that picking-out-china-together crap for Lucky. It’s hard to tell when Lucky doesn’t understand relationships or have a clue what any sane human is doing in his bed. The newbie he trained, former Marine Bo Schollenberger, is now his partner on (and maybe off) the job. Stories and sweet tea at Eden's blog, get your heart blessed on Twitter, and set a spell at Facebook.Former drug trafficker Richmond “Lucky” Lucklighter “died” in the line of duty while working off a ten-year sentence in service to the Southeastern Narcotics Bureau, only to be reborn as Simon “Lucky” Harrison. Her natural habitats are airports, coffee shops, and the backs of motorcycles. When not putting characters in dangerous situations she’s a mild-mannered business executive, mother, grandmother, vegetarian, and PFLAG activist.

Her e-mail contains various snippets of forensic wisdom, such as “What would a dead body left in a Mexican drug tunnel look like after six months?” In the process of her adventures she has written fourteen m/m romance novels, has won several Rainbow Awards, was a Lambda Awards Finalist, and lives in terror of authorities showing up at her door to question her Internet searches. She’s trudged down hallways with police detectives, learned to disarm knife-wielding bad guys, and witnessed the correct way to blow doors off buildings. Watch out, she hugs!ĭriven by insatiable curiosity, she possibly holds the world’s record for curriculum changes to the point that she’s never quite earned a degree but is a force to be reckoned with at Trivial Pursuit.

You will know Eden Winters by her distinctive white plumage and exuberant cry of “Hey, y’all!” in a Southern US drawl so thick it renders even the simplest of words unrecognizable.

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