Drake Brothers: A Clean Small- Town Modern Romance Box Set
By Casey Peeler
Genre: Clean Romance Short Stories
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Cover Designer: Lori Jackson
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Drake Brother Box Set
The Drake Brothers - Four brothers with one common thread. After losing their adopted parents in a horrific accident, life changes and emotions are cut off. Can these four brothers find true love?
Everett (Drake Brothers #1)
Everett Drake left the small town life and his three brothers behind the day he was old enough to enlist. However, he returned sooner than he had planned with a chip on his shoulder.
Taking a job with the local beer distributor, he makes a living, but when a new bar owner arrives in town, he knows exactly what he wants—Stella.
Jeremiah (Drake Brothers #2)
Jeremiah Drake is good with his hands, and has taken on the responsibility of Mayes' Body Shop. However, when a bombshell beauty named Landry is put in charge of the shop, Jeremiah is caught off guard by her beauty, but more importantly how she is under the hood.
Excerpt from Jeremiah
“I’m gonna go see who was walkin’ in Mr. Mayes’ office,” I say to him as I wipe my hands on the rag and toss it on the work table. Standing outside his office door, I see the same blonde sitting behind his dusty desk with a look of disgust on her face. Quickly, I knock on the door. She pauses and looks up. Without waiting for a reply, I turn the knob and walk in.
“Ma’am, is there something I can help ya with?” I question, trying my best to be polite.
She looks at me, rolls her eyes, and basically tells me to go on without opening her mouth, and all that has me wanting to do is turn her over my knee and spank her nice little backside.
“Excuse me?” she says with an abundance of attitude.
“I said can I help you? Mr. Mayes isn’t here, so maybe I can help you with what you need.”
She begins to laugh and it pisses me off.
“Really, Sherlock! He’s in the hospital and I’m here to take care of things until he’s able to return.” What did she say? I’ve been here since I was sixteen years old and he’s been priming me to take over the day he calls it quits. He’s left me in charge and no little girl comes in here acting all high and mighty wanting to take over.
“Ma’am,” I say cautiously once more, knowing I really want to cuss her out. “I’m in charge while he’s out. What can I help you with?”
“I don’t think so Jeremiah.”
Colby (Drake Brothers #3)
Colby Drake is Mr. Fix It and likes to take things into his own hands. Working in Aunt Tootie's shop, Dixie is always taking matters into her own hands, and Colby is determined to solve all her problems regardless of whether she wants the help or not. But she's no damsel in distress looking to be saved.
Beckett (Drake Brothers #4)
Beckett Drake is Mr. Responsible, but his life is different from his brothers—his eyes, his skin, and his father. His job is to put out fires, but the moment he lays eyes on Dallas, he knows that is a fire he never wants to extinguish.
Dallas takes pride in providing for her daughter and not letting a man help in any way.
Beckett will stop at nothing to protect these two, even if he has to lose himself in the process.
Excerpt from Beckett
Walking into the old wooden farm house, I toss my hat on the counter as I grab a beer and cuss the day. I’m tired and my brothers aren’t home yet to help out as usual. I’m not sure why I even try anymore, but then I glance at the picture on the refrigerator and know why I still care. I see the most beautiful woman in the world. The woman that came to our rescue when I was seven years old. I still remember the day like it was yesterday when I walked into her classroom for the first time. Carol Drake was like an angel in human form, and saved me and my three brothers from a life of hell. I’d hate to see where we’d be today. We’d probably all be dead or in jail. Looking at the picture of my mom I smile, but miss her so much my heart hurts.
As the back door opens, Colby walks in with a smirk on his face. Taking a pull of my beer, I don’t say anything. Instead, I stand and start to walk toward the door for the barn.
“Let me get out of this get up and I’ll come help you.”
“Don’t bother,” I say and when he mumbles under his breath, I snap.
“Don’t do me any favors. Go on and keep up that pretty boy act, but we all know you’re just like the rest of us.”
“Dude, who pissed in your corn flakes?” he says and I don’t say a word. Instead, I walk out to the barn, feed the animals, and make sure that everything is taken care of before getting ready for my third shift rotation at the fire station.
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