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Desert, Death, and Diaper Cream: You can only run so far before the past catches you... Viper, Concrete Angels' Surveillance Expert So much for being the club's surveillance expert. I failed to notice when my first boyfriend joined the club right under my nose. Granted, he's 30 years older, has silver in his scruff, and is hotter than a Texas summer. But I'm supposed to be dead, and he belongs to the past that could actually kill me. So, I ran off to New Mexico to find solutions, but instead I find a baby and her murdered parents. Not exactly the safe haven I thought it would be. Especially…mehr

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Desert, Death, and Diaper Cream: You can only run so far before the past catches you... Viper, Concrete Angels' Surveillance Expert So much for being the club's surveillance expert. I failed to notice when my first boyfriend joined the club right under my nose. Granted, he's 30 years older, has silver in his scruff, and is hotter than a Texas summer. But I'm supposed to be dead, and he belongs to the past that could actually kill me. So, I ran off to New Mexico to find solutions, but instead I find a baby and her murdered parents. Not exactly the safe haven I thought it would be. Especially when the man I'm avoiding comes after me. Trigger, Concrete Angels' most discreet Investor I never expected to see Aeryn Stratton nee Dreyfuss ever again. Not since I was told she'd been killed some twenty years ago. When she showed up at the club's New Year's Eve party as a raven-haired badass biker chick, I damn near swallowed my tongue. But now she's disappeared again and not even Loki will tell me where she's gone. The problem is, she's the only woman I've ever loved and I want the chance I didn't take with her all those decades ago. But I'm not the only one looking for her, and if her past finds her before I do, she might end up dead for real.
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Siobhan Muir lives in Cheyenne, Wyoming, with her husband, two daughters, two cats, and a dog who just wants to be walked. When not writing, she can be found looking down a microscope at fossil fox teeth, pursuing her other love, paleontology. An avid reader of science fiction/fantasy, her husband gave her a paranormal romance for Christmas one year, and she was hooked for good.

In previous lives, Siobhan has been an actor at the Colorado Renaissance Festival, a field geologist in the Aleutian Islands, and restored inter-planetary imagery at the USGS. She's hiked to the top of Mount St. Helens and to the bottom of Meteor Crater.

Siobhan writes kick-ass adventure with hot sex for men and women to enjoy. She believes in happily ever after, redemption, and communication, all of which you will find in her paranormal romance stories.