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No Man Left Behind
Elizabeth Knox
No Man Left Behind
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Kinetic. Copyright Ā© 2021 by Elizabeth Knox & E.C. Land
His Rage. Copyright Ā© 2021 by M. Merin
Gunnerās Redemption. Copyright Ā© 2021 by H.J. Marshall
Changing Seasons. Copyright Ā© 2021 by Jewelz Baxter
Healing Love. Copyright Ā© 2021 by Cedar Rose
Coming Home. Copyright Ā© 2021 by TK Lawyer
Saving Grace. Copyright Ā© 2021 by K.C. Stone
Samās Only Hope. Copyright Ā© 2021 by Claire Ashlynn
Puppy Kisses. Copyright Ā© 2021 by Jaime Russell
Cover design by: Clarise Tan, CT Cover Creations
Copy/Line Editing by: Kim Lubbers, Knox Publishing
Proofreading by: Jackie Ziegler
Formatting by: E.C. Land, Knox Publishing
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Contents
Kinetic
Elizabeth Knox & E.C. Land
His Rage
M. Merin
Gunnerās Redemption
H.J. Marshall
Changing Seasons
Jewelz Baxter
Healing Love
Cedar Rose
Coming Home
TK Lawyer
Saving Grace
K.C. Stone
Samās Only Hope
Claire Ashlynn
Puppy Kisses
Jaime Russell
Kinetic
Death Stalkers MCElizabeth Knox & E.C. Land
Charlee
I knew the second Iād arrived back in Portland heād know I was here within days, so it wasnāt a shock to me that he came knocking on my door, literally.
Kaden was my first love, but he isnāt the same man anymore. These days he goes by another name, Kinetic, one he was given when he went overseas. Now heās in a biker club and living a totally different life. Hell, I roll my eyes thinking about it.
I came back here to take care of my elderly mother because she just had a full hip replacement, but I didnāt come alone. So much has changed over the last decade and as soon as I saw him, everything came rushing back.
Will I be able to get out of Portland unscathed, or is Kinetic going to weasel his way into my heart like Kaden did?
Kinetic
Years ago, I enlisted in the Marines and thought my life was going just the way I planned. Had the girl and the career I always wanted. We were kids, just starting our lives and had so much to look forward to. I had it all figured out, but the kicker is it never happened.
Iāve lived the last twelve years mainly overseas working alongside my brothers. Men who Iād lay down my life for. Coming home we started the Deathstalkers MC and I never looked back.
Now Iām standing on the front porch of Charleeās momās house, glaring down at her as she holds onto the one thing she knew I always wanted.
My kid.
Decisions have to be made and somethingās going to give. Either way sheāll be mine again.
Prologue
Kinetic
12 years ago . . .
Age 18
Standing on the sidewalk waiting for Charlee to show up my nerves are unsettled. Iām anxious to see her one last time before I head out to basic training. Itās gonna be a bit before Iāll see her again, and I want to ask her the one question Iāve wanted to ask her since the day I knew I loved her.
I always knew Iād join the Marines when I graduated high school. It was a given with absolutely no doubt about it. Iād follow in my olā manās footsteps. He was my idol growing up. Still is, if Iām being honest.
I grew up a military brat and I wouldnāt have it any other way. My mom was proud to stand by her husbandās side. Every morning she would get up with him to see him off. āYou never know when your last day on this earth will be. Donāt let a moment go to waste,ā she always says.
Thankfully, my parents knew what was ahead of me and what I had full intentions of doing. They didnāt stay and hover around me while I waited for Charlee to get here. āYouāre a man now, boy. Proud of you for going for what you want,ā my olā man said before they left.
I couldnāt have asked for better parents. Growing up, seeing the love they had for each other, I knew Charlee was the one for me. The way she made me feel, hell the way sheād look at me in return.
Glancing around me, I stick my hands in my pockets as I rock back and forth on my feet more than nervous now. The ring I picked for her laying in my pocket, ready to slide on her finger the moment I ask her to be mine.
As time grows closer for me to get on the bus, I begin to think sheās not going to show. Iād told her last night to meet me here at noon. Now itās nearly one and the bus is already here. Grabbing my duffel bag, I sling it over my shoulder, knowing I have no choice but to get on the bus. Just sucks to have to do it before I see my girl one last time.
āKaden.ā Hearing her sweet voice, I tilt my head in her direction and grin as she rushes toward me. I donāt pay attention to the tears welling in her eyes. Nor the fact her car is parked haphazardly.
Without dropping my bag on the ground, I swing her up into my arms while lowering my mouth to hers.
āFuck, babycakes, I thought you werenāt gonna show,ā I murmur, breaking the kiss and pressing my forehead to hers.
āI almost didnāt,ā she states, her voice cracking.
āWhat do you mean by that?ā I ask quietly, not wanting anyone else to hear our conversation.
āIām sorry, Kaden. I canāt do this. I canāt be the
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