By: Laramie Briscoe


When a marriage of convenience turns into the passion of a lifetime…

Holden “Havoc” Thompson

My job as the leader of the Moonshine Task Force is my life. I eat, breathe, and sleep it. The men under my command mean the world to me. Knowing they count on my guidance has kept my demons at bay for longer than I care to admit.

The control I have over myself is an iron fist that sometimes threatens to squeeze the life out of me. What I want more than anything is to live again – someone to show me the light when all we have in our line of work is darkness.

I don’t expect it to come in the form of a Moonshiner’s daughter needing my protection.

Leighton Strather

My whole life has been defined by who my family is. In the state of Alabama, we’re number one with a target on our backs. The danger and prestige isn’t for me. I don’t care about the money, and I care too much about the families we’ve ruined.

My brother and my dad are proud of it. They wear their arrest records like a badge of honor. Me? I want as far away from the lifestyle as I can get.

It’s the only reason I ask Holden to marry me. At least that’s what I tell myself.

I never expect his whispered yes to cause such upheaval in my life. Even though I resist, I learn some havoc is good – and this one? It’s a whirlwind of lust, hope, and love and all I can do is let it sweep me away.


While the series is called The Moonshine Task Force Series, please be aware the task force is what bought most of these men together. It’s the catalyst (if you will) that has made the friendship of the five men you’ll meet in the series.

Like most of my recent books, these are character-driven. The action, as it is, advances the storyline or sets up the storyline for subsequent books. There won’t be manufactured drama or manufactured storyline. These are very much what you see, is what you get. Each book follows one member, and you’ll get to see how they change and grow through-out the course of the series.

I hope you’ll love the third story featuring Havoc & Leighton, and you’ll come back for the last two.

While this can be read as a standalone, it’s recommended you first read “Renegade” and “Tank” since those two books set up this storyline!






Six Months Earlier

“Holden, do you take this woman to be your lawfully wedded wife? To have and to hold, from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and health, until death do you part?”

It’s hard to swallow against the lump in my throat. I worry that I’m doing the wrong thing here. Making this young girl trade in one life she didn’t want to live for another. But as I look at her, I see a future for me. One I’d never thought possible. As a rule, I don’t trust women, but I have trusted her since I met her.

For six months I’ve lived with her, learning the type of person she is, knowing without a shadow of a doubt that she has a good heart. In some ways she’s a product of her environment, in other’s she’s risen above and beyond. I want to be the person who helps her realize her destiny, the future she can have. I’ve come to care for her, come to be her friend, and I know there’s nothing I won’t do for her. Somehow, she’s wormed her way beyond my defenses and I’m willing to do whatever it takes to not only make her happy, but keep her safe.

“I do,” I answer, and mean it.

I take a moment to look at her. The brown hair that shines black in certain lights, hangs in curls and a braid around her face. Her white dress is a lace number that stops at the top of her thighs. Maybe a little too risqué for wedding? Probably, but it shows off her amazing legs. She wears pearls in her ears, like any good southern woman on a special occasion, and there’s a small pendant at her throat that I can’t quite make out. I want to lean forward and study it, discover all her secrets, all her desires.

I’m brought out of my daydream as the man in front of us starts speaking again. The Justice of the Peace asks her the same question. Looking into those brown eyes of hers, I search for hesitation, for fear, but my girl? She has none. As I prepare to slide the ring on her finger, I’m reminded that for now, she is mine, and I’ll do whatever it takes to keep her. My life is more vibrant with her in it, and maybe it’s exactly what I’ve needed.


“Leighton, do you take this man to be your lawfully wedded husband? To have and to hold, from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and health, until death do you part?”

I stand next to the man who’s protected me since he picked me up from the back of Blaze Coleman’s ambulance, and I give him the same thing I started with – my trust and my acceptance. Over the past few months, I’ve wanted to give him more, but he isn’t receptive yet. I’m hopeful that the ring he’s about to place on my finger and the one I’m about to place on his will change things. Maybe they will, maybe they won’t, but there’s no denying I’m happier now than I’ve ever been in my life.