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Total pages in book: 78
Estimated words: 76780 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 384(@200wpm)___ 307(@250wpm)___ 256(@300wpm)
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Callan's Atlas (Brigs Ferry Bay #3)

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From USA Today bestselling author K Webster comes a steamy and emotional age-gap MM romance!
When we moved from New York to Maine, life was supposed to get easier, not harder. Change, for me, was difficult.
I became the target of terrible crimes that resulted in sending a once-beloved man of the community to prison for a very long time.
Now that I'm eighteen, I could move back to the Big Apple, but fear has me rooted in place. I hate what that monster did to me.
Looks like I'm stuck here for good. Brigs Ferry Bay’s unhappiest gay.
Each day, the darkness closes in around me more and more. Black clothes. Black mood. Black thoughts. Black eyeliner. The color in my life bled from me months ago and never came back.
Until him. Atlas Larson. Newest cop on the BFB police force. Too hot. Too strong. Too old for me. Too…everything.
Atlas is a rebellious, bossy, mouthy brute who likes to provoke me. Every encounter starts with heat and ends with an argument.
Color begins sneaking back into my world little by little. He reminds me of who I once was and shows me who I’m meant to be.
I crave to leave this town once and for all. But now that I’ve found the courage to do it, the arrogant jerk with a badge might find a way to keep me here and in his arms forever.

***Brigs Ferry Bay is a steamy MM romance series. While each book can be read as a standalone, in order to get the full experience, they're best read in order. Enemies to lovers, friends to lovers, hurt comfort, age-gap romance, and so much more. Fall in love with the charming small-town gay romances of Brigs Ferry Bay...***
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Brigs Ferry Bay Series by K. Webster
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Callan

They say change is good. For me, change meant becoming the victim of a hate crime, stalking, harassment, and assault. When we moved from New York to Maine, life was supposed to get easier, not harder.

Change for me was not good.

It was fucking horrible.

Now that I’m eighteen, I could move back. That would mean leaving my older siblings, Shelly and Dante. My best friends, Zak and Cormac. Living life alone in nothing but the shadows of a happiness I once knew.

No, I’m stuck here for good.

Brigs Ferry Bay’s unhappiest gay.

People like Cato and Kian practically glow like brightly colored rainbows, shining through the gloom of this godforsaken town.

And then there’s me.

Black clothes. Black mood. Black thoughts. Black eyeliner.

Where I used to dress in colors that represented my state of mind, I’ve traded my colorful T-shirts for black ones with angry messages and obnoxious pictures. I’m always in the darkest of moods these days.

Because of him.

Hank Townsend.

Beloved son of our town’s bank president. Former BFB athlete. Coach and history teacher.

My abuser and torturer.

Not even a year ago, I was his student. He should have looked out for me. Instead, he threatened and bullied me. Then, one day, he completely lost his shit. Beat me with a baseball bat. Crushed my skull with it because he wanted to kill me.

All because I decided to be myself and playfully flirt with the good-looking coach. I thought he’d take my joking with good humor. He didn’t. It enraged him, and I became his target.

The day he tried to kill me was the day I stopped seeing the world in color and started only seeing it in shades of black.

Rap. Rap. Rap.

“Come in,” I grumble, not bothering to open my eyes.

Heavy footsteps thud my way. Then, my visitor bounces on the bed beside me. As soon as I catch a whiff of his familiar cologne, I let out a breath of relief.

Zak Bell.

Best friend and sometimes fuck buddy.

His palm splays over my stomach. “You okay?”

“Perfect,” I lie. “What’s up?”

I can feel his intense stare boring into me, so I give in and open my eyes to look at him. Dark brown eyes peer back at me, his brow dipped with concern. Zak, with his All-American football hero good looks and build, is nice to look at, but when he’s peeling me apart and trying to see inside me, I’d rather not look at him at all.

“Come on. Let’s meet up with Cormac. Go see a movie or something.”

“Not feeling it.”

I’ve barely closed my eyes when Zak thumps me on the nose. “Don’t ignore me, asswipe.”

“Fuck off.”

He sighs heavily. “Want me to blow you?”

Even though my cock stirs, I ignore it. Zak doesn’t just give a blowjob and move on. He insists on kissing, cuddling, and heartfelt talks after. It goes so beyond the friend zone he’s supposed to be in. If I’m not careful, his newly gay ass is going to fall in love with me. And, as much as I love him on a completely platonic level, I’m not in love with him. Not like that.

I don’t think I’ll ever love anyone.

I’m broken.

“We could go to dinner with our brothers,” he suggests when I don’t bite at the blowjob offer. “They’re going to meet up with Brie at Comida’s.”

“You should go with them.”

He thumps me on the nose again. This time, I thump him back. His grin is antagonistic. I try to push him away, but since Zak is built like a freight train, he pins me on my bed, his leg settling between mine. The playfulness fades from his face as he drops a kiss to my lips.

Soft. Warm. Sweet.

I wish I could feel something for Zak. Burning need or desire. Anything. All I feel is friendly affection.

He rains worshipful kisses on my lips and chin. When I turn away, he isn’t deterred and trails his lips across my jaw to my neck. I feel his smile before he sucks on the skin there, no doubt leaving a mark on my fair skin.

“Asshole,” I complain.

He nips at the skin and then sits up to rip off his T-shirt. It’s no hardship looking at Zak’s naked upper body. My cock is a fan because he’s carved with hard muscles beneath tanned skin. I’m especially appreciative of the V muscles that direct your attention down to his impressive dick. I’ve licked his dark happy trail more times than I can count. Sucked his dick just as many.

God, why can’t I just love him the way he deserves?

He shoves my shirt up, exposing my chest that’s toned but in no way near as chiseled as his. The way he kisses my abs, though, you’d think I’m the most beautiful thing he’s ever laid eyes on. Guilt wriggles its way down my spine, killing my boner.

“I always know how to cheer you up,” he says, running his tongue around my belly button. “One of these days, you’ll let me fuck you. I bet that’d make you smile.”


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Sheriff’s Secret (Brigs Ferry Bay #1) Read Online K. Webster http://www.ilovenovels.com/sheriffs-secret-brigs-ferry-bay-1-read-online-k-webster Sat, 02 Jan 2021 21:12:00 +0000 http://www.booksnovels.com/sheriffs-secret-brigs-ferry-bay-1-read-online-k-webster Categories Genre: Angst, Contemporary, Erotic, M-M Romance, Romance, Suspense Tags Authors: Series: Brigs Ferry Bay Series by K. Webster
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Total pages in book: 104
Estimated words: 100608 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 503(@200wpm)___ 402(@250wpm)___ 335(@300wpm)
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From USA Today bestselling author K Webster comes a steamy and emotional MM romance!
When you’re the sheriff of Brigs Ferry Bay, certain things are expected of you. Marry a local girl, settle down, have a few kids. You know, the small-town dream. But I’ve got a secret I’m terrified will get out.
I’m gay. Not bi. Not curious. Not confused.
Just gay. So, settling for that dream won’t be happening.
If this secret gets out, the people I serve and protect, especially my father, won’t be accepting.
I’m not brave like my high school sweetheart, Kian. The day he came out was the day I had to let him go, and with it, love.
I’ve done a great job of pretending I’m perfectly fine being single. Until a villainous and annoyingly charming new B&B owner, Dante Kincaid, rolls into town. The spark between us is electric and undeniable. He wants to give me a taste of what he has to offer, and better yet, he vows to be discreet. I’m too selfish to refuse.
But my secret is still a heavy burden, leaving me handcuffed to expectations and unable to fully grasp what I want—him. History has a way of repeating itself, but this time around, with Dante, it’ll hurt a lot worse.
I have to decide if I’m going to let love slip away again or if I’m going to finally fight for it.
***Brigs Ferry Bay is a steamy MM romance series. While each book can be read as a standalone, in order to get the full experience, they're best read in order. Enemies to lovers, friends to lovers, hurt comfort, age-gap romance, and so much more. Fall in love with the charming small-town gay romances of Brigs Ferry Bay...***
Books in Series:

Brigs Ferry Bay Series by K. Webster
Books by Author:

K. Webster


Jaxson

It’s official.

I’m destined to be exactly like my father.

Model citizen. Straight, family man. Town babysitter.

Sure, Dad filled my head when I was a child about the pride of being a law enforcement officer. How Brigs Ferry Bay relied on him and his deputy to keep the peace, protect the people, and arrest the bad guys. I’d wanted nothing more growing up than to be exactly like him.

Fast forward to my twenty-nine years of age and I’ve done it.

I’m just like Dad.

Fucking wonderful.

Not.

Because in becoming just like him, I lost myself in the process. I lost him. My once best friend and lover, Kian Abrams. God, it feels longer than a decade ago when I made my choice.

I chose wrong.

I’m feeling extra pitiful this blistery January day in Maine because I’m reminded of my mistake. I’ll have to sit in front of him for an entire hour, trying desperately not to drink in every detail about him, and run a goddamn meeting like my heart isn’t still bleeding since high school graduation.

It still bleeds. Every damn day.

“Yeah, Mr. Clementine, he’s right here,” Brie, my deputy, says, holding up her phone despite my shaking head. “Not busy at all. Just staring out the window.”

I flip her off and grunt as I walk over to her desk, stepping over my lazy German Shepard, Ox, who’s sprawled out on the floor snoring logs.

“Sheriff Bell speaking,” I greet in my most cordial tone I can muster on this fucking day. “How can I help you, Mr. Clementine?”

“He drives that damn cah that looks like a crittah,” the old man grumbles. “Fur, kid. There’s fur on it. Why does he have to park it right on Main Street? It’s a damn eyesore is what it is.”

Like I said…town babysitter.

Dad lied. There were no bad guys. Only grumpy-ass people who have nothing better to do than to complain about each other. My job is not what I thought it would be when I went off to Portland and joined the academy so I could follow in my father’s footsteps. By the time I got my foot in as deputy under my father, I quickly realized this wasn’t the job for me, but it was too late.

I’m in it for life. Just like Dad.

And then I can run for mayor.

My damn life is a joke.

“Are you making an official complaint?” I ask, stifling a sigh. “You know there’s nothing I can do. There’s no laws against a car with…unique…paint jobs.”

“There oughta be a law, kid,” Mr. Clementine barks. “There oughta be a law about the nightmare clothes he wears too! Why can’t he buy his damn clothes from Bean’s like the rest of us?”

I glance at the clock, no longer wishing for time to slow, but instead wanting it to speed up so I can get off this asinine phone call. “Mr. Rhodes isn’t breaking any laws and he’s free to wear what he wants. If that’s all, I need to head out.” He blabbers some more, but I cut him off. “Goodbye, Mr. Clementine.”

As soon as I hang up, I glower at Brie, who’s giggling so hard, her face is splotchy red. Unbelievable.

“You’re such an asshole,” I mutter, shaking my head. “You know I hate when he calls.”

“But it’s so entertaining to watch you deal with that bastard. It really makes my day,” she says, grinning prettily at me like that’ll get her off the hook.

Newsflash. It won’t.

She’s my friend.

And no matter what romantic notions this town has about the two of us, she will always be just that. My friend. Her flirty smiles don’t work on closeted gays like myself.

“Aww,” she taunts. “You need Deputy Larson to hug it out and make it all better.”

“Go away,” I grumble as I make a grab for my thick, winter coat—that coincidentally did come from Bean’s. “I’m done with you.”

Her skinny ass hugs me from behind anyway, squishing her boobs against my back. Sometimes I wish I could just be straight for five minutes to convince myself Brie and I could be a thing. Mom would shit herself if I married the blond bombshell of Brigs Ferry Bay and gave her a million gorgeous grandkids.

Unfortunately, I prefer hard over soft.

No matter how much I try not to.

“Say hello to Kian for me,” she says, her voice genuine. “We should all go have drinks one day soon.”

I extricate myself from her surprisingly strong grip and pull on my coat. “Yeah, sure.”

“He’s lying,” a familiar voice chirps as he clomps down the stairs. “He’ll do what he does every Chamber of Commerce meeting. Grumble and groan and get through it with a grimace that’s already causing wrinkles on his handsome face.”

Brie smacks me. “Dick.”

Rubbing my arm, I face Cato Rhodes. Mr. Clementine’s nemesis. Also known as the owner of And Puppies!—the pet grooming salon housed on the floor above our tiny two-manned police station.


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